With the sound, a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing an ordinary floral print dress, walked towards this side energetically. Her direction created a triangle with Hua Xiaoya and Chu Mo who were in the opposite direction, and from her viewpoint, Hua Xiaoya was not visible.
So, the mischievous Hua Xiaoya over there was giving Chu Mo flirty glances and constantly winking at him, with a pleading look on her face. Her fair face, as smooth as a peeled egg, was wearing a pleasing smile.
Chu Mo's lips twitched, internally chuckling to himself about how this girl really didn't treat him like a stranger.
At this time, the middle-aged woman had already walked over. She seemed to know that Hua Xiaoya was there but still wore an apologetic smile towards Chu Mo: "Sorry for the trouble caused by my mischievous little girl. I will take her away."