Mo Siluo took off his coat, which a servant by his side promptly received and left with.
"Come inside with me," Mo Siluo dropped the words before heading straight to the study.
Wen Wan touched Little Mo Yao's head and whispered, "I'm going to talk about something with your dad; you keep drawing, okay?"
Little Mo Yao suddenly grasped Wen Wan's hand, "Sister Wan, please don't argue with Dad, okay?"
Wen Wan was startled, then nodded, "Mhm."
After Wen Wan entered the study, the man behind the door immediately locked it.
Wen Wan instinctively moved a couple of steps to the side, "Why are you locking the door?"
"How did you come to be at my house?" Mo Siluo did not answer but asked in a deep voice.
It was a simple question, yet Wen Wan could hear a touch of displeasure in it. Had she invaded his territory, upsetting him?
"Yaoyao invited me," Wen Wan pressed her lips tightly together.
"Don't use Yaoyao as an excuse!" Mo Siluo's voice was extremely cold.
