932 A Three-Year-Old Versus a Two and a Half-Year-Old

Mo Yongheng's expression was very aloof, just like the first time had Nian Xiaomu met him.

As usual, he had a huge contingent of bodyguards around him who followed closely behind with every step he took.

Their gazes met with a brief interaction in mid-air. Before Nian Xiaomu could return to her senses, Mo Yongheng had already shifted his gaze away from her. Then, he stared indifferently at the people in front who had greeted him respectfully.

In the end, his gaze landed on Yu Yuehan, who was sitting on the sofa while sipping his coffee.

Yu Yuehan's status carried a strong sense of presence that could not be neglected anywhere he went.

His formidable aura was still way stronger than an ordinary human even when he had made an attempt to hold it back.

When he heard the sounds of commotion coming from the entrance, he placed the cup of coffee down leisurely. Then, he stood up from the sofa and walked to Nian Xiaomu's side.