In the dark, Lu Changsheng listened to Mo Ling's words and watched him step off the stage, then nod in satisfaction. He couldn't help but have a face full of black lines as he glanced at Mo Yu, who was idly picking at the floor with her toes, and hesitated before asking, "Does your father ever consider a person's intelligence when he takes disciples?... Alright, stop picking at it. You're going to carve out a three-room apartment here at this rate."
After hearing Lu Changsheng's first few words, Mo Yu didn't ponder the deeper meaning behind his latter words.
Instead, with a face flushed red, she said, "This… It's not usually like this with Mo Ling. He's quite intelligent. How come he's acting foolish here?"
This was no longer as simple as just being foolish.
Lu Changsheng was now seriously suspecting that this was common among the Mo family, including Mo Yu…
When he got back, he definitely needed to test this girl Mo Yu's intelligence.
