"Don't be angry..." Mu Yin hurriedly tugged at his sleeve, fearing he would anger his father again.
After all, this was the head of the Bo Family!
Even his own son couldn't be so unreasonable and wilful, let alone, wasn't there a scheming, ambitious illegitimate son as well?
Who would have thought, Bo Fengheng slightly dodged her hand.
As if avoiding her like the plague.
Mu Yin, "..."
Who was it that said they liked her last night?
Had he changed his mind so quickly, or did what was said in a dream not count?
Mu Yin lowered her head in disappointment, fiddling with the exceedingly precious necklace that everyone coveted, standing there helplessly.
