Mo Yan snapped back to reality and as she looked up, her eyes met Xiao Ruiyuan's smiling ones. The slight curl of his lips stole half her soul away; she was dumbfounded again, her heart and eyes filled only with that captivating smile.
Seeing this, Mo Qingze's face darkened. Suppressing the urge to rush over and knock some sense into his foolish daughter, he managed a stiff smile and said awkwardly to Xiao Ruiyuan, "My daughter might be too tired. If she has been rude in front of Brother Xiao, I hope Brother Xiao won't take it to heart."
Even at this moment, Mo Qingze did not forget to defend his daughter and save her face, showing how deep his fatherly love ran.
Xiao Ruiyuan, looking at Mo Yan whose face reddened with the title "Brother Xiao", had a more noticeable curve at the corner of his lips. His voice was deep and pleasing, "Your daughter is sincere and adorable, no need for concern!"
