Mo Qianyan said it on purpose.
As long as he could annoy Mo Nanze, he was willing to say even more.
Drunk and trying hard to keep his eyes open, he sized up Mo Nanze.
How come he still looked so young?
Standing together now, others would probably have a hard time telling whose age was greater.
Mo Qianyan smacked his lips in dissatisfaction.
Mo Nanze just looked at him indifferently.
The relationship between him and Lu Yinfeng was no longer one that could be stirred up by a few words as before.
Moreover, he understood Mo Qianyan's habit of spouting nonsense all too well.
"Little Uncle, why are you looking at me with such eyes?" Mo Qianyan tilted his head up and gazed in Mo Nanze's direction, his tone provocative, "I came here today specifically to thank you for raising my son."
"I've seen Xiao Nian. He's grown tall and handsome, somewhat in my style!"