Mo Yang looked bewildered. "Why?"
"No real reason, you just mustn't tell him. If your father finds out that your mother often meets me secretly without telling him, he will be angry. You will understand when you grow up!
"Quick, tell Uncle where your mother has gone? She said she would meet me here. If she doesn't find me, she will panic."
A cold light gleamed in Mo Yang's eyes. But he was so young that it was indiscernible.
Huo Tianning was not on his guard with him and did not bother to observe the child. Who would have guessed that such a young child would know so much?
There were plenty of six- and seven-year-olds in the big hall, all playing their childish games!
"Yang Yang, where is your mother? Quick, tell Uncle!"
Mo Yang pointed down another path. "My mother just went that way. Aunt Zhang wanted to speak to her. She said I can go back to the dining hall myself. There are serving staff here, and I can just ask for directions."