Mo chenghuan heard her voice and strode down the stairs. He stood on the stairs and looked at mo Yancheng's figure. He was petrified and did not move.
"San er is back! Thank you for calling, third son has returned. " Lin Qinghui said to him.
Mo Cheng's hand gripped the armrest tightly as he looked at mo Yancheng in the eye!
"Dad," he said. Mo Yancheng's voice was low and deep, but it echoed in the hall.
When mo Cheng heard his voice, he was stunned for a moment before he regained his senses. His hand held the handle tightly and he walked down with some difficulty.
He walked down and patted mo Yanchen's shoulder.
"It's already so late, why are you still here?" He wanted to say too much, but he realized that he was not a pretentious man! He was proud of his son.
Mo Yanchen put his hand on his shoulder and said,""I owe you a drink, so I have to pay you back no matter what."
"Hahaha." As mo Cheng Huan listened, he suddenly laughed out loud!
