Senior Madame Mo walked over in her pajamas, lightly patting her face, clearly just having finished her skincare routine. Just as she finished speaking, she caught sight of Luo Qiangwei's pajamas...!
Upon this realization, Senior Madame Mo's complexion immediately looked somewhat better. She coughed with a hint of disdain and said, "Go to your room now, who are you dressing up for like this? That's right, I asked Aunt Wu to stew some Goji Crucian Soup. Che'er, tell your wife to change her clothes and come down to drink it."
After she spoke, she turned to walk towards the staircase. Thinking it over, she hummed and turned back to shoot Luo Qiangwei a glare, "Dressing like that at home, as it is good we don't have any other people living with us—what a sight!
Mo Shiche's brows furrowed slightly as he looked down at the woman by his side, seeing her staring at Senior Madame Mo's departing figure with furrowed brows, as though deep in thought.
Was it because Grandma was too fierce?
