"How ridiculous!" Who would dare to want such love?
Little Tricky woke up soon after; he was hungry and looking for his bottle. Xia Yunsheng had to eat something too to feed her son.
She could endure hunger, but her child couldn't.
She already owed Little Tricky so much, how could she bear to let him suffer even the slightest hardship?
Mo Sichen watched the warm interaction between mother and child, remaining silent.
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In the Presidential Palace, Cheng Qingyan faced the table full of dishes with no appetite.
She had called personally to ask when Mo Sichen would come back, but it was the assistant who answered, saying, "The gentleman has some business outside and won't be returning these few days!"
"How come I don't know about his business?"
"It was a temporary decision made this afternoon." Compared to Cheng Qingyan, Mo Sichen preferred to be here facing Xia Yunsheng.
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