le over fifty, while you are a middle-aged person. Obviously, you are our son.""What" Jiang Qingyang jumped up, his expression slightly angry as he questioned, "You...you want me to be your son"Mo Yun...An Xuetang didn't know what they were thinking. She only knew that some things needed to be done quickly by Eleven, or the longer it dragged on, the more uncontrollable the situation would become.

She pushed past Mo Yunjing and walked up to Eleven. "Eleven, get a few people, and do what I said immediately. Be quick about it."

"..."

Eleven suddenly heard her so urgent words, subconsciously looked up, but Mo Yunjing didn't know when he had already come over. He blocked Eleven's sight with his own body.

Eleven: "..."

He hurriedly bowed his head and cleared his throat, "Whatever mistress Eleven needs, please instruct me."

An Xue Tang wanted to speak with Eleventh, but Mo Yun Jing kept standing in front of her, preventing her from seeing him. She pushed her hands against Mo Yun Jing's chest, trying to push him away.

Mo Yunjing stood straight, though pushed by An Xuetang, he remained motionless.

An Xuetang raised an eyebrow. "Ajing, what are you doing Let go, I really have something important to tell Shiyi."

Mo Yunjing continued to dry her hair, speaking calmly, "Just say that, he can hear it."

An Xuetang : "..."

What's wrong with Ah Jing at her placeont of her even more than she wanted to protect her young mistress, so when she saw him hesitating and not speaking, she became anxious and urged him, "Come on, say it! I really won't be angry."The ma...