Sixty-one

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."e a tradition for New Year's," Wen Jing said. Ye Fei Mo pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll make up for it on New Year's Eve." Wen Jing finally relented. Wen Mama came downstairs and s...