1007 Even You Are Lying to Me

Mo Yongheng lowered his gaze and took another glance at the newspaper on the table.

He did not speak.

He only left with the document after Mo Qian had finished reading the report and ensured that there were no errors.

It wasn't until Mo Yongheng's back totally disappeared from view that Mo Qian finally put the smile on his face.

As he picked up the newspaper from the dining table again, he gently stroked Nian Xiaomu's pretty face and mumbled to himself, "Is it true that no one actually recognized you? The resemblance is so uncanny, or could you be lying to me too…"

Mo Qian held the newspaper on his hand tightly and asked, "Have the Yu Family sent over the invitation for the wedding?"