Qiaoqiao Is Angry
編集者: Henyee Translations
Mo Kun: Why did he have a bad premonition?
He immediately tensed up at Qiao Mu's mention of a return gift.
"No, no need. You don't have to!" Mo Kun quickly added, "That, uh, Little Cousin-in-Law, you actually d-don't need to give a return gift."
Qiao Mu coldly swept him a glance. "Bring them over."
"What are you doing? Stop! Stop!" Mo Kun glared as he reflexively backed away again while hugging onto the big wooden armchair.
He glared at Qiao Mu vigilantly and frantically gestured to his two guards with his eyes.
Unfortunately, Lao Jiang had just helped up his eldest brother, who had coughed up blood. The both of them had sour expressions as they supported each other. They were afraid of getting beaten up by Crown Prince Mo so they momentarily stayed put.
A series of familiar snorts came from the door.
Mo Kun was hiding behind the big wooden armchair. His eyes turned round when he looked at the entrance.