Respect My Mother's Choice
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Yuanyuan just hung up the phone. He turned around, looking at his father, who was much taller than him.
He pursed his thin lips, blinking his black eyes several times, as if thinking about something.
With no response from his son, Mo Yixuan said again, "It was your mother who called, right? You send a message to your mother, asking her to go for dinner tomorrow evening at the Xizi Lake."
Mo Yixuan stayed calm because he didn't hear what they talked about on the phone just now. He only vaguely heard the son call his mother.
Yuanyuan was stunned there. Under the lamplight, a trace of hesitation could be clearly seen flashing in his eyes.
He looked at his father's serious expression together with the faint smile around the corners of his mouth.
However, for no reason, he couldn't bear to speak out about something that was about to come out of his mouth.
But he knew that dad would know something sooner or later.