"I dreamed of his mother."
Liu Ji wrapped himself in a quilt, saying helplessly and pathetically to Qin Yao.
At first, Qin Yao thought he was cursing.
After a moment, she realized it was the curse from the Mo Family taking effect, and Liu Ji had successfully induced himself into dreaming of the deceased Mrs. Mo.
They say if you have a clear conscience, you won't fear ghosts knocking at midnight. Liu Ji's reaction clearly showed he had done many guilty things.
Cold wind blew in from outside, and Qin Yao gestured for Da Lang to close the door and tell the younger ones everything was fine.
Da Lang complied, closed the door, then put on a coat, and naturally jumped onto the bed, squeezing into the quilt with his father Liu Ji to stay warmer.
Perhaps out of fear, Liu Ji hugged Da Lang tightly in front of him instead.
Da Lang was slightly startled, then blushingly lowered his eyes.
Qin Yao, sitting across from the father and son, asked curiously, "What was in the dream?"
