Mo Siluo walked in leisurely, his suit crisp and his demeanor majestic. His expression was still as arrogant as ever, his gaze sweeping over the woman's face before finally settling on Yun Father on the hospital bed. With a snide tone, he replied, "Just passing by, thought I'd stop by for a visit."
As soon as Mo Siluo's words ended, his assistant immediately placed a bunch of white chrysanthemums on the table.
Seeing this, Wen Wan was infuriated. White chrysanthemums? Those were flowers used at funerals!
"Get out! Take your flowers and get out immediately! You're not welcome here!" Wen Wan glared with fury, hissing at Mo Siluo through clenched teeth.
