Xiao Wu, always be Happy!

Ji Mo belonged to the younger generation of a great clan. So, he understood the fate of a person who had lost his future potential. He couldn't help but feel sad as a result. However, it wouldn't be right of him to intervene. It was Mo Clan's internal family matter, and he was only a maternal cousin.

He whispered to himself, [Indeed! I must put all my efforts into healing her or finding her a proper home; so that she can lead a happy life. She mustn't live a life of pain and agony.]

"You go ahead. I'll be with Xiao Wu for a while before I head back," Ji Mo replied.

Mo Qingwu stood there watching. She then turned around; her eyes were filled with tears of insecurity.

"Xiao Wu, come and see. Brother Chu Yang has sent some gifts for you," Ji Mo tried to put on a smile on his face as he took Mo Qingwu by her tiny hands, and walked towards her room.