Si Mingjing nodded wisely. Since discovering the problem with the diet pills before the New Year, they had been waiting, and now the moment had arrived.
Mo Yinhe watched his younger sister's expression change faster than one could flip through a book. Not yet understanding the situation, he remained unhurried and first placed Ye Siyuan on the living room sofa. His tall stature exuded a powerful pressure. Hands in his pockets, he waited for the two of them to explain.
"What exactly is going on?" Mo Yinhe's slightly grave tone couldn't hide his concern.
