398 384, Mo Xiao's Peach Blossoms (4)_1

The smile on Han Yue's face froze.

Damn, how could his own father tarnish his reputation like that?

He's always striving to do better and making progress, isn't he?

Quan Mingxuan glanced at him sideways and hummed lightly.

It served him right.

They were both cut from the same cloth, yet Han Yue dared to laugh at him.

The dignitaries surrounding them felt indignant upon hearing Mo Xiao's words.

If Han Yue and Quan Mingxuan were considered unproductive sons, then what about their own?

Mo Xiao glanced at the two and casually soothed, "It seems Quan Che and Han Xin have exaggerated a bit."

The corners of Han Yue and Quan Mingxuan's mouths twitched.

Why did his words sound so knotty?

"We'll talk over there." Mo Xiao glanced at the people still gathered around him, his gaze shifted, and he signaled toward Han Yue and Quan Mingxuan.

Both being slick individuals, they understood immediately and smiled.