"And at this moment, the Little Demon King was at Odia Villa No. 1.
In the spacious dressing room, he stood on the central velvet high chair, waving his little hands around, commanding the servants like a little master.
'Mommy's coat, hang it here!'
'Mommy's dress, hang it here!'
'Mommy's purse, put it here!'
'Mommy's shoes, put them here!'
Under the Little Demon King's direction, several servants moved like spinning tops, hanging up Mo Qiansu's clothes one by one, bustling nonstop.
This morning, Gu Xuanye told the Little Demon King that as long as he behaved well and went to kindergarten, his house would then belong to him and his Mommy. They wouldn't have to stay as guests; they could live there freely.
This topic was extremely tempting to the Little Demon King.
Who wouldn't like a big villa? Besides, his current home had been occupied by the Ji Family mother and daughter, and it wasn't safe at all.
