Old Master Mo's voice, powerful as a bell, faded Mo Shiting into silence.
Five kids?
He was taken aback for a moment, a special glint flashed in his eyes.
Unprepared for the old master's "excessive" claim in front of Mo Shiting, Gu Li felt utterly embarrassed.
Unable to face anyone, she could only cover her face with both hands and shake her head vigorously.
Blimey, why did she have to mention the kids?
Now Brother Ting would definitely get the wrong idea.
Ahhh....
The more she thought about it, the more annoyed Gu Li was, yet she was strangely curious about Mo Shiting's reaction.
However, he avoided the topic with a poker face, "Grandpa, it's getting late now. You should rest."
"Oh."
Old Master Mo glanced subconsciously at the European upright clock not far away. Seeing that it was already 11 o'clock, he patted his knee, "Oh, Little Pear and I were having such a good time chatting that I didn't realize it was already so late. Alright, you guys should also rest early."