Translator: Vesper
Qiao Tian Chang narrowed his eyes when he heard the familiar voice, this voice......
He turned his head and saw Mo Lin standing not far away, his gaze turned cold: âWhy are you here?â
Mo Lin clicked his tongue and looked at Qiao Tian Chang with a smile and yet not a smile: âWeâre old acquaintances anyway, do you really want to treat me with such a cold-hearted manner?â
Qiao Tian Chang ignored Mo Linâs teasing, he focused on feeding his son.
Seeing Qiao Tian Chang acting so cold-heartedly, Mo Lin couldnât help but feel resentful. He walked to Qiao Mo Fengâs side and sat down. He supported his chin with one hand and glanced at Qiao Tian Chang: âSeeing the current you makes me wonder if Iâm dreaming.â
Qiao Tian Chang remained silent, Mo Lin couldnât help but furrowed his brows: âQiao Tian Chang, weâre friends in the past, right? Why do you feel uncomfortable seeing me?â
When he spoke to that point, Qiao Tian Changâs gaze finally landed on Mo Lin, he glanced coldly at him: âFriend? Are we? You are the aloof young master of the Mo Family, but who am I? The bastard of a bastard. Iâm unable to climb up the social ladder to be your friend.â
Mo Linâs face stiffened, he recalled what happened in the past and had a headache: âI was unable to do anything at that time, but Iâm able to call the shots in my own matters now.â
âThatâs your own matter.â
âQiao Tian Chang, you......â
Qiao Mo Feng originally had a good impression towards Mo Lin, but seeing his father detesting him, he immediately kept quiet: âFather, when is mother coming over?â
Qiao Tian Chang smiled: âSoon.â
He already passed the message to Yao Yao, he believed she would arrive soon.
âMother,â Qiao Mo Shang suddenly called.
âShangâer, be good, weâll wait for mother over here, alright?â Qiao Tian Chang took out a clean handkerchief after seeing some stains on his sonâs mouth and wiped it clean.â
Mo Lin sat quietly by the side, there was a flicker in his eyes after seeing their interactions.
âYou better be careful, there are many people coming over from there this time,â When the family of three were interacting intimately, he suddenly spoke up. It was not known whether Mo Lin was feeling unhappy after being ignored or he was worried about Qiao Tian Chang.
Qiao Tian Chang stopped feeding and looked at Mo Lin: âSo?â
Mo Lin lowered his head while feeling a sense of defeat. He understood, the current Qiao Tian Chang had changed a lot compared to when he was in his youth. The current him was no longer easily irritated and was unflustered, which caused him to feel surprised.
He reached out his hand and rubbed his head before saying unhappily: âDid anyone ever tell you that your current temperament is really detestable.â
âNo.â
After Qiao Tian Chang had his meal with the two children, he carried them and left, it caused Mo Lin to open his eyes widely: âHey, Qiao Tian Chang, I saved your sons, is this how youâre treating your sonsâ savior?â
Qiao Tian Chang halted his steps, he looked at Qiao Mo Feng: âWhatâs going on?â
Qiao Mo Feng told him what happened here, Qiao Tian Changâs gaze was cold, he turned his head and glanced at Mo Lin: âThanks, although it isnât necessary for you to do so.â
Mo Lin was originally feeling really satisfied when he heard Qiao Tian Chang thanking him, who knew that he would say such words at the next moment. He almost spat out blood. What did this fella mean?
âQiao Tian Chang, stand right there, what do you mean by that?â
âThereâs lethal poison in Fengâerâs hand, even if you didnât take action, he and Shangâer would be fine,â Qiao Tian Chang carried Qiao Mo Shang and turned around, his thin lips curled up.
âI...... You......â
How old was this child for him to be holding some lethal poison: âI say, Qiao Tian Chang, is this how you teach your son?â
âI think I can give them more next time.â
Before completely having the ability to protect themselves, both children should have some items on them, especially Qiao Mo Feng.
Mo Lin almost spat blood, this fella was really detestable like in the past.
âFather, go,â Qiao Mo Shang seemed to no longer wish to remain there, his tiny hands kept pulling Qiao Tian Changâs hair.