Arriving at the villa's entrance, Mo Huanqing knocked on the door.
Although Huang Baoding had long known that the man before him was a fake, he was still shocked when he actually saw him. This organization's talent for deceit and subterfuge was truly refined.
"Huanqing brother, let me introduce you, this is my father, Song Bu, and this is my mother, Bai Qiu."
Song Yun said cheerfully, "As you are Qing Qing's friend and have experienced such a great misfortune in your family, from now on, you can treat this place as your own home."
"I really appreciate it, Song Yun. I am all alone in Magic Capital, with no relatives or friends. Every night I think of my parents' tragic state, tossing and turning with insomnia. If I could really rest here for a while, I believe I'd recover much faster!"
Mo Huanqing was now penniless and didn't dare ask the team leader, Zi Shu, for funds again. If he could secure lodging, it would be a significant upgrade both for the plan and his personal comfort.
