Mo Qiansu suddenly spoke up, questioning.
Gu Xuanye turned his head, as if he had heard some laughable joke, and scoffed, "I transferred the Little Devil from that shoddy school, and his mommy should be thanking me before anything else. Why would I need her agreement?"
"But you can't just transfer someone's child without saying a word; doing that is just too disrespectful!"
Holding the Little Demon King in his arms, Gu Xuanye suddenly moved closer to Mo Qiansu, his deep eyes locking onto her before he let out a light chuckle. "Mo Ran, you're so concerned about the Little Devil, anyone who doesn't know better might think he's your son!"
Mo Qiansu: "..."
"Fine, I respect her. You can call the Little Devil's mommy right now. I'll call her and properly notify her once and for all, okay?" Gu Xuanye suddenly added another sentence.
"..." At this moment, Mo Qiansu felt like a mute who had bitten on bitter herbs and found it hard to express her misery.
