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nded. This little girl's acting skills, pretending to be dead, were even better than her mother's. 。Several investors came to talk to Ye Fei Mo, so Wen warmly wandered to another corner. She walked ar...Mo Yao let out a breath without showing any emotion. His Xiaobai had arrived, though two hours later than expected, he was still happy. Mo Yao's happiness sometimes came in peculiar ways; stoic and poker-faced, it was impossible to tell if he was happy or not.

Mò Xiǎobái had already changed into his pajamas, and as soon as he lifted the covers, he lay down. He was used to sleeping with Mò Yáo, and it felt normal to him. He couldn't sleep well without Mò Yáo by his side. Although sometimes in the middle of the night, when he woke up and saw himself hugging Mò Yáo tightly, he felt a little awkward, he still really liked sleeping beside Mò Yáo. 。enying it if Cheng Anyan asked her if she lived with Ye Feimo, but now her words had betrayed her.Warmth brought more tears.Cheng Anyan smiled gently, gracefully bowing at a ninety-degree angle, and p...