His Last Valuable
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Jing Xi pulled her daughter downstairs and went to look for Mo Yutian.
"Tell me, the blood on her skirt is yours, isn't it? What are you planning? You're just putting on an act, right?" Jing Xi asked coldly.
Mo Yutian did not answer because he knew Jing Xi was smart -- smarter than he could ever imagine.
All he could do was continue to put on an act.
Luckily Su Wanqin came over to explain everything to Jing Xi.
"I think the blood is definitely his. He was playing with a knife yesterday and cut his finger. Look."
Su Wanqin pulled Mo Yutian's up and showed it to Jing Xi.
Jing Xi checked and noticed a cut on Mo Yutian's finger, which was still bleeding.
But it was as if Mo Yutian did not know what pain was. He used his bleeding finger to draw on his shirt.
Jing Xi realized that she was overthinking it.
The blood had accidentally gotten on Ying Bao's skirt when they were playing.