"How can you not talk about such an outrageous matter!" Senior Madame Mo looked at her sly eyes and deliberately scowled, "You little imp, what kind of mischief are you planning now?"
"I'm not up to anything, what can I do," Luo Qiangwei lazily narrowed her cat-like eyes, leaned back with a pillow in her arms, "Let's watch a movie, Grandma. Don't worry, this matter is behind us."
Relieved at her words, Senior Madame Mo felt greatly comforted that Luo Qiangwei agreed so readily, which undoubtedly was a sign of respect for her. Her fondness for Luo Qiangwei increased significantly.
This granddaughter-in-law was truly excellent: beautiful, sweet-talking, filial, and so well-versed in the ways of the world that she made things easy for her...
Mo Shiche came back around nearly eleven o'clock.
The man frowned, took long strides over, and flipped back the covers—
He saw a beautiful woman in pajamas, hugging her legs and curled into a ball.
