Xiao Yebai: "..."
"Hehe." After finishing signing, Mo Weiyi's mood greatly improved, and she once again buried her face in the man's embrace, coyly cooing, "Let's go, I need to chat with grandma soon, and then I'll accompany you to bed."
The man raised an eyebrow, "Hmm," and stepped away from her.
**
Mrs. Xu's guestroom was situated on the first floor of a villa at the southernmost corner.
The villa, styled in minimalist American fashion, had been Xiao Yebai's home ever since he arrived at the Mo Family home. They would always stay here whenever they return.
Having led Mo Weiyi to the old lady's room, Xiao Yebai went to the adjoining study to handle some company matters.
It wasn't long before his phone rang.
Looking at the name on the screen, he frowned but still answered the call.
"Brother." On the other end of the phone, Xiao Zhiwei's voice came through, "It's me."
"What is it?" Xiao Yebai's voice was indifferent.
