He sighed before wrapping his arm around An Luxia's waist, uncrossing his legs, "Put simply, legally, you cannot take Xiaxia back."
Li Qiyu immediately furrowed his eyebrows together and began shaking his leg in both anger and frustration.
"But Xiaxia. . . As your parents, you should come back to us! We have been looking for you all this time!" He Muya said again, leaning forward in her chair hopefully.
An Luxia looked over at Mo Han with a smile and grabbed onto his hand before turning to look at He Muya, "I'm sorry, but I don't want to go back to you. If you are done here, then please leave now. You three live your own life, and I will live my life, thank you very much."
Li Qiyu scrunched his face up and grabbed onto his wife's arm, leaning over and whispering into her ear, "Come on, just say it. This isn't going to work."
