If it wasn't for him, her mother might have married a man who doted on her and lived a blissful life, and she would also have a happy family.
Mo Yunchen stood at the door and looked at Tang Ya when he heard the voice. When their eyes met, Mo Yunchen's eyes flashed with surprise.
He saw a pair of familiar eyes.
"You're Tang Ya," he said after snapping out of his daze. He quickly scanned the room and asked coldly, "Where's Yueyue?"
"Mr. Mo, why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you come in and have a cup of tea? Your granddaughter is in a very safe place now. You don't have to worry about her safety."
Mo Yunchen said threateningly, "No need for tea. I've already done as you asked. Just tell me, what do you want to give Yueyue to me? Money, or something else?"
Tang Ya laughed. "Money? Mr. Mo, you think I want money?"
