"Then don't compare your son to trash. Even if we don't rely on the means of marriage, my brother and I can make Jinnian stronger." Luo Yanfeng's eyes were vicious, and there was a sharpness and confidence hidden in them.
Mo Hanhuan looked at Luo Yanfeng's expression and did not say anything. After a while, he lowered his eyes and said, "That's it. I'll go back first. Your mother will give me a call when she wakes up. I'll come to see her later."
Looking at Mo Huanyi's back, Luo Yanfeng drank his coffee.
What a joke. Why would he have to worry about his future when he and his brother, Mo Xuetong, joined forces?
The servants left behind by the Mo family walked over. "Second Young Master, do you want me to cook something for you?"
