Xiaoze really resembles him, with that delicate, elegant, noble little face, looking exactly like someone.
It makes Mu Yiliang feel particularly conflicted and frustrated; she doesn't look bad herself. If only Xiaoze resembled her more, she wouldn't have to think of that person every time she sees Xiaoze…
However, since her little Xiaoze looks this way, there's nothing she can do. In any case, in front of her own son, Mu Yiliang is always in a position of having no temper, or even having no status...
"Be good, mommy!" Xiaoze cheekily kissed her cheek, "Something big is going to happen at the casino tonight, I need to make some preparations."
"What preparations?" Mu Yiliang asked, puzzled, "Why don't I know about it?"
"It's related to a business deal we had last time. I need to see the results. If it succeeds, we can use this as advertising and even have the qualification to raise prices," Xiaoze calculated seriously.
