Having said that, Little Demon King hurried into the house, and with a "bang," he slammed the door shut.
A group of bodyguards stood outside the door, preventing anyone from getting anywhere near the entrance.
Even Mo Qiansu's assistant Xiaokui was stopped by the bodyguards outside the house.
Inside the house.
The moment the door was closed, Little Demon King was like a liberated wild pony, dashing into Mommy's arms. His little face buried deeply into Mommy's neck, he vigorously sniffed the scent on her that he adored.
"Xiaoyu was so handsome today!" Mo Qiansu hugged the little body in her arms with satisfaction.
"Mommy, am I really that handsome?" At this moment, Little Demon King didn't seem like the little business emperor at all, but clearly a four-year-old cute treasure full of longing for his mommy.
