Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."ebts to his younger sister. So, he could be said to be spoiling Ke Lan, an unreasonable and unconditional pampering with no trace of reason whatsoever. 。In his eyes, his daughter was a treasure and hi...