Chapter 120
120 My dad is going to be busy
The next day.
When ye qingge woke up, li beixiao was not there. She was thinking about last night, when she was in his arms and his deep and affectionate words.
She pretended to be asleep and ignored him with her eyes closed.
She was afraid that she would not know how to face him when she woke up.
In the end, they still ended up together. She had said before that even if she didn’t get together with Nancheng, she would still be together with him.
She would never have been with li beixiao, but now they were together …
When she walked out of li beixiao’s room, li Mumu also happened to come out of her room.
“Morning, mom. Did dad bully you? I already warned him that you’re sick and told him to control himself. I don’t know if he can control himself!”
The words spoken by the handsome li Mumu were like those of an adult. With a teasing tone and a mischievous smile on her face, she was particularly dazzling.
Ye qingge was not a bashful person, but after hearing li Mumu’s words, she blushed.
“Who did you learn these words from?” How could he be so mature at such a young age?
“With my brother Feng!” He held ye qingge’s hand and went downstairs together.
“Feng Yan?” Her intuition told her that it was Feng Yan, not Feng Xi …
Feng Yan and Feng Xi? Was there a relationship between them?
“You know my brother Feng too? Don’t tell me that my brother Feng is also chasing you? Then my dad will be busy!”
Li Mumu laughed sneakily. He had a good relationship with brother Feng!
He was stuck in the middle!
“You’re on good terms with Feng Yan?”
Ye qingge felt really confused. The relationship between li beixiao and Feng Yan was what she was most confused about.
She wanted to ask li beixiao why he had come to provoke her even though he and Feng Yan were a couple. What was his sexual orientation?
well, okay, but he has a bad relationship with my father. I’m in a difficult position!
“Have you seen your mother?” In fact, ye qingge was very curious about who Mumu’s mother was.
“Aren’t you my mother? Aren’t you my biological mother?”
Li Mumu’s little hand held ye qingge’s hand tightly, her cold face extremely serious.
There was no other emotion in his eyes. They were so cold.
At this moment, ye qingge could feel Mumu’s coldness. The question she asked made him feel uneasy.
He was certain that she was his mother, and she asked him about his biological mother, and he asked her if she was his biological mother?
Ye qingge knew that she was wrong. A child’s feelings could be so firm and persistent. She was really wrong.
“Yes! Mom won’t ask again. I won’t say anymore. I’m wrong!”