Yan Xinxin and the two little ones responded in unison.
This kind of harmonious tacit understanding can only be felt, not expressed in words.
"Take care, Young Master Mo."
Old Mr. Ling had no choice but to see Mo Chuxi out.
"Next time, if I have the chance, this old man will invite Young Master Mo and Mrs. Mo out for tea and an apology. I hope Young Master Mo and Mrs. Mo will grace me with their presence."
With a gesture, Old Mr. Ling continued to politely smooth things over.
Pei Yuxin finally understood that Mo Chuxi is someone truly untouchable in Anchang.
Moreover, she never expected such a paragon in the business world—not only handsome, capable, wealthy, and powerful—but also so dotingly affectionate towards a woman.
This was something she truly envied!
After all, the man she married would periodically find women to sleep with outside.
The moonlight of early summer was tranquil and gentle.
