1288 Quick, Praise Me!

Mo Yongheng considered Qi Yan an eyesore too. However, right now, he was more concerned with whether he could remain by the elderly head's side to take care of him. As such, he merely cast Qi Yan a glare and gestured him to take note of the setting.

The next second, Qi Yan started to make a fuss.

"You refused to admit that you have got a damned face and you actually have the guts to glare at me!"

"…"

Mo Yongheng's face darkened. Just as he was about to say something, Qi Yan had already leaned in toward him and whispered in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "Beg me, I am the only person right now who could allow you to remain by the Mo Family head's side. Beg me, and I will help you!"

"…"

Mo Yongheng stared fixedly at the thick-skinned and devilish face with an extremely strong urge to kick his ass off!

He narrowed his eyes slightly and held in the fury within him.