"Mother, are you sure that this is the right thing to do?" Mo Lin's eldest daughter asked nervously. Though they had planned everything quite well, what if Old Master Mo did something to retaliate against them?
Mo Lin scoffed contemptuously. She said to her eldest daughter, "What are you worried about? What can that mer even do to us? At most, he would cry and make a fuss. We just need to ignore him with his temper; he would surely go and bother Mo Yan."
And who was Mo Yan? She was the statue of filial piety. As long as Old Master Mo knew how to play his cards well, that woman would certainly agree to let their mother off. Though Mo Lin knew that she was overstepping her boundaries, there was nothing she could do at the moment.