Mo Chuxi asked calmly.
Xiao Yiran's heart skipped a beat, always feeling that Mo Chuxi would set a trap for him.
But with so many people present and the live broadcast ongoing, Xiao Yiran naturally couldn't back down.
"Mo Chuxi, what do you want to ask?"
"Nothing much."
Mo Chuxi chuckled lightly, his long gaze disdainfully swept over Wen Xin's embarrassed face.
"I want to ask, are you very familiar with this little green tea lady?"
"I don't know her!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yiran immediately distanced himself.
"I just can't stand your irresponsible behavior, Mo Chuxi! Since you got her pregnant, you should take responsibility! Master Mo, do you not even dare to acknowledge your own son?"
"I've already made it very clear just now, in my life, I only have three sons, whom I had with the wife I love most."
Mo Chuxi said with a smile, reaching out to embrace Yan Xinxin's shoulder.
