Getting Old

Although Xie Pinggang looked down on Xie Qiao, he could understand that. His sister was young, and Master Mo was already in her thirties or forties. She was experienced, so she should be more stable.

Xie Qiao looked even more timid now.

Why did Mo Chusheng look as stable as an old dog?

It was because she had a thick layer of makeup on her face. Even if she was afraid, no one would be able to tell!

Now that her eldest brother was boasting about Master Mo, if one day he found out the truth…

He would kill her!

Xie Qiao smiled at Xie Pinggang very gently, looking like a frightened little rabbit.

Xie Pinggang did not understand women's thoughts. At this moment, he only thought that Xie Qiao was admiring Mo Chusheng.

"We're just boosting your courage to be wanting you to learn from Master Mo. In the future, you will become the Princess Consort. You shouldn't wander around like Master Mo does," Xie Pinggang added.