If it wasn't the Little Demon King, then who could it be?
At this very moment, he stood next to Mo Qiansu with a plate in hand, wearing a big smile. He was polite and gentlemanly as he said, "Sister, we meet again, what a coincidence! May I sit with you for the meal?!"
He also blinked his beautiful eyes, endlessly flirting with Mommy, trying to charm her into submission.
Mo Qiansu couldn't help but laugh.
Suddenly, she realized her son had quite the talent for acting. She moved over a seat and said, "Come on, sit down."
"Sister, you're so nice!" The Little Demon King immediately hopped onto the chair, delighted.
Afterwards, he tilted his little head and stole a glance somewhere, showing a proud smirk.
A certain man's face immediately darkened.
Mo Qiansu, as if sensing something, turned her head only to meet the gaze of Gu Xuanye, who was sitting not too far away, looking in her direction.