The photo showed Jing Chen and Mo Qiansu in the hotel lobby, tightly embracing each other.
In the depth of his eyes, a volcano erupted instantly.
His handsome face turned an ashen gray.
"Where's the car?!" Gu Xuanye asked, his anger flaring.
"Young Master, this way," Song Fei hurriedly led the way.
He had only glanced briefly at the image on the big BOSS's phone screen, no wonder he was so furious. He immediately tucked in his tail and behaved himself to avoid becoming cannon fodder.
Gu Xuanye strode forward, and then his brow furrowed even more tightly as something came to mind.
He stopped and turned, shouting back, "Little short legs, hurry up and keep up!"
The Little Demon King was abruptly stunned.
He looked down at his own short legs and then at Gu Xuanye's impressive long legs.
"Fake Daddy, are you calling me little short legs?!" The Little Demon King was shocked and in disbelief.
