"Young Master Yongheng, are you here to see Old Master? He woke up this afternoon. Judging by the time, he might be awake in a while." Upon seeing Mo Yongheng, Tan Bengbeng hurriedly pushed Qi Yan away and stood up from the sofa to greet him politely.
However, Mo Yongheng did not look at the elderly head but stared straight at Tan Bengbeng, reminding her, "You've just had a miscarriage, your body hasn't recovered completely so you need to rest. I can take care of the elderly head."
"It's alright. I just came to take a look. Actually, most of the things are done by Qi Yan…" Tan Bengbeng had yet to finish speaking when Qi Yan stood up from the sofa and walked to her, placing his arm around her waist.
He looked at Mo Yongheng in a provoking manner.
"Are you jealous that Bengbeng's here to accompany me? There's no point in being jealous. Bengbeng's mine, she only likes me!"
"…"