Uncle,

Shen chengjing stepped forward and reached out to touch the spot where mo Qingcheng had poked, then pinched it again.

"Uncle! You're corrupt. " Shen chengjing couldn't help but reach into his arms and grab a stack of money!

Mo Yanchen looked at the innocent mo Qingcheng in his arms. He did not expect her to set him up in front of Shen chengjing.

Just as he was about to explain, he suddenly saw a pair of fair, chubby hands wrapped around Shen chengjing's calf.

Shen chengjing looked down and saw her son holding the money in one hand and her leg in the other.

"Shuai Nan! Why are you here?" She reached out to pick him up, lowered her head to kiss him, and took out all the money in his hands. Who knew that he would not let her! He continued to struggle.

"Be good, I'll let you play with it later! Are you hungry? Mommy is going to make milk for you? Alright?" Shen chengjing said in a low voice. Mo Shuai Nan buried his head in her arms and held the money tightly.