As it was a matter of plagiarism, the Chief took the meeting with great seriousness.
The visitors appeared to be a father and daughter duo.
The man was elegant and handsome, with an invisible aura that demanded attention.
The child he held by the hand was exquisite. Yet still, whenever glimpsed through the eyes of the child, it was the man who reflected through.
It was no one else, but Mo Qishen and Mo Hudie.
"Hello." The Chief greeted first, he had met countless people in his life, and he could tell this man was not ordinary.
"Hello, Chief Liu." The man nodded slightly.
"Please sit." The Chief turned to the assistant, "Go and pour Mr. Mo some tea."
"Alright." The assistant turned to make the tea.
Mo Qishen didn't immediately respond to the Chief Liu. Instead, he introduced, "This is my niece Mo Hudie, pen name Butterfly Fly."
Pen name Butterfly Fly?
This little girl looked to be under ten. Was she already writing at such a young age?
