"No way!" the young boy snorted, his face turning ashen. "Don't even dream about it."
"Your father...cough cough...your mother has never even seen him..."
"..." I don't believe you for a second?
Shangguan Yichen turned his face away, indicating that he couldn't bear to look. How did he end up with such an unreliable mother? She's either divorcing him or on her way to divorcing him.
Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Big brother, you're like Mommy's warm leather jacket, don't let the wind in..."
Shangguan Yichen took a deep breath: "You want to divorce your father? Give me a reason."
Mo Qingcheng pursed her lips. "Little rascal. This isn't something you can just brush off with a few words; this problem... is a bit tricky."
Tell the little one you were reborn and transmigrated? Better not cause trouble...
“If your father is really as good as you all say, and remains consistent, then Mother can consider it…” Mo Qingcheng closed her eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and said.
"Father will not betray Mother Bi..."
"Eldest son, I'm telling you, I only want one person for life." Although Mo Qingcheng didn't want to say more and wanted to treat the young boy like a child, she had to consider this issue in advance.
“Alright! I promise Mother that if Father ever dares to betray you, my younger brother and sister and I will never forgive him. We will make Mother divorce Father…” Shangguan Yichen said with a serious expression.
Mo Qingcheng nodded: "My boss is so considerate. It's a deal."
"It's a deal!"
Xuan Yuanlin never dreamed that the biggest obstacle on his journey to win back his wife would not be anyone else, but the six little ones he had personally brought back. Each one of them was fiercely protective of their mother, causing him endless suffering.
Mo Qingcheng smiled. Since she had decided to stand with the children, she would teach them to share their joys and sorrows.
Shangguan Yichen stole a couple of glances, trying to reassure himself that his mother was just joking.
“Master, if you ever find yourself in dire straits, go back to my former master. He was a good man.”
Outside the carriage came Baili Fengyun's irritating voice, and Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but chuckle. The young boy's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Another one trying to poach her?
Suddenly, the carriage curtain rose and fell, and a white figure instantly entered the carriage. Who else could it be but Mo Qingyang?
“Men and women are different, a mother has a father…” A flash of anger crossed Shangguan Yichen’s eyes.
Mo Qingcheng interrupted, "Eldest son, Mommy is going to do your Uncle Mo's makeup. Don't worry, he's not Mommy's type."
That's heartbreaking!
Mo Qingyang felt a slight sense of disappointment. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't win over Mo Niangzi's heart.
No, it won't even enter my eyes...
Shangguan Yichen looked at Mo Qingcheng with suspicion. "Is it true or false?"
Mo Qingcheng blinked. It really was more real than pearls.
The young boy's eyes flickered slightly, as if he were deep in thought...
Half an hour later, Mo Qingyang transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman, and Baili Fengyun chuckled: "Ahem... Brother, you're really beautiful!"
A sharp glint flashed in Mo Qingyang's peach blossom eyes: "I'm warning you, you'd better not provoke my bottom line..."
"You're overthinking it. It was my master who turned you into a woman. What's the point of yelling at me?" Baili Fengyun covered his face without any regard for the consequences, doing whatever he wanted.
Mo Qingyang felt like a scholar encountering a soldier—he couldn't reason with him, but the instigator was right there on the sidelines, banging a gong and saying, "Brother, that's really something."
"Pfft!" Mo Qingyang almost became the first prince in history to faint from anger caused by the most despicable swordsman who didn't kill him...
Mo Qingcheng pulled out a bag of melon seeds, cut a piece of melon, and brewed a pot of tea: "Boss, come on, let's eat and watch."
"puff!"
"Cough cough..."
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