"Stupid girl, are you here?"

A sarcastic sound entered Mo Qi's ears. Mo Qi raised his head and wiped the tears on his cheeks with his hands. She didn't seem to know who it was when everyone heard the sound. In Mo Qi's memory, this person was the sarcastic Aunt Wang.

Mo Qi said leisurely, "Come in."

After saying that, the door was opened by a man with a 'bang'.

Mo Qi looked at it, "Oh, it's Aunt Wang. I don't know what wind blows you over. My chassis is small, and when I look at it, it seems that I can't tolerate your body." Mo Qi had already issued an order to expel guests. She knew that Aunt Wang was not a pretending to be stupid, so she naturally wouldn't understand what she meant.

Moreover, she was just struggling in her dream, and now she just wanted to have a good sleep. She didn't want to care about anything else, let alone listened to it.

"Oh~ My lady, the master has something good to say today. I'm still invited you in the front hall. If you don't go to see you, maybe there will be something good to do."

Aunt Wang is naturally not a person who pretends to be stupid. She is just strange. She hasn't seen her for many days. Since she has learned to resist her, she has also learned to resist her.

When Mo Qi heard this, a hint of surprise flashed through his starry eyes. This person who is called my father has never seen him since I was born. Now he doesn't even know that he is round, flat, tall, short, and is so interested in seeing me today.

Mo Qi smiled bitterly and said, "Mom Wang, you see I still have to sleep. He said that he might have a good thing when he sees me, so I won't go anymore, so as not to harm my "dad's" mood. You said yes." Mo Qi deliberately aggravated the word "dad". In her heart, no, to be precise, it should be that Mo Qi's original heart was full of hatred for this father, which was abandoning their mother and daughter and letting them die, or turning a blind eye to the behavior of Mo Birou and her daughter, and sitting still.

"Ha~My lady, don't make things difficult for slaves."

Seeing this, Mo Qi knew that Wang Ma was determined to go by himself, and said, "Forget it, forgot, I'll go and see what my father has to do with me." Then he stood up and followed Wang Ma.

It should have been a few months since I came to this world and I have never left my own courtyard.

On the way to the front hall, I would meet a few maids from the mansion from time to time. When they saw Mo Qi, they would watch coldly, but Mo Qi didn't care, just enjoying the scenery along the way.

It is late autumn now, and withered yellow leaves will fall from time to time, adding an inexplicable desolation to the mansion. Perhaps this sense of desolation is the unique main theme of autumn.
Chapter completed!