Uncle...
Qi Liu frowned.
That's right, Xu Sheng's daughter should naturally call He Mo 'Uncle'.
He casually sat at the dining table and saw Xu Ruohua smiling at him.
It seemed like whenever she saw him, her eyes would shine.
Seeing her like this, Qi Liu felt a pain in his heart.
After a while, he reached out his hand and fondly ruffled her hair.
Xu Ruohua lowered her head shyly, like a young girl.
Xu Qiaoqiao's gaze shifted between Qi Liu and Xu Ruohua, watching them over and over again.
She couldn't help but frown, feeling a bit confused.
Her mother didn't get this excited when she saw He Mo, so why would she act like this when she saw Qi Liu?
She sat down at the dining table and had dinner with Qi Liu and her mother.
For some reason, when she watched Qi Liu serve her mother food, she felt a sense of a family of three.
This uncle, he felt like a father.
This feeling continued until dinner was over.
