Shangguan Dehui respected Ni Yang's views and did not interfere with her feelings.
Because he knew that Ni Yang was a person with her own thoughts and ideas.
Perhaps, Mo Qishen was not as unbearable as he appeared to be.
Mo Qishen smiled and said, "Of course, I remember."
Looking at Mo Qishen, Grandma Shangguan thought for a long time, and finally said, "Oh, you are the sixth one from the Mo Family, right?"
Mo Qishen nodded, "That's right, madam."
Grandma Shangguan laughed, "I used to play Mahjong with your mother, and she often mentioned you."
Although Mo Qishen's reputation was not so good, he was handsome, vibrant, especially when standing next to Ni Yang, that was a pleasing sight.
Grandma Shangguan had a very good first impression of Mo Qishen.
Everyone used to say that the sixth one of the Mo Family was a waste of space, but today's impression of him was very different from the rumors.
