Mo Yanchen's fingers hooked onto the chair's armrest and he looked up at her.""Don't worry, she knows what she's doing! This was an accident, but you have to be careful in the future. I'll tell my father to move here soon. Cheng wants you to stay at mo garden. "
"Alright," he said. Lin Qinghui did not refute.
In her eyes, mo Yancheng was an outstanding man. No matter what his decision was, she would listen to him.
"Don't tell your father about what happened today. " She said.
But outside, mo Cheng had already rushed back. Hearing her words, his expression turned cold.
"Lin Qinghui, are you planning to hide everything from me? You can't tell your family about such a big thing?" Mo Cheng called out.
Mo Yanchen raised his head to look at him, and Mo chenghuan shut up tactfully.
He was a little embarrassed. He was the Father, but why was he like a grandson in front of mo Yanchen?
"Is Cheng alright?" he asked.
"My leg was grazed." Lin Qinghui responded.