In their puzzled gazes, Mo Chen pulled his suitcase and shuffled inside.
The young man was bundled up tightly, his face covered with a mask. Except for his blonde hair and pair of brown eyes, nothing else could be seen.
"Xiaojiu, who is this?" Veya asked curiously.
Mo Chen bowed to them and then mustered the courage to say, "Hello, I am her younger brother, my name is Mo Chen."
"Younger brother?" Veya and the others were surprised.
Ye Jiuliang raised her hand and gave him a knock on the head, pointing to the only unoccupied guest room downstairs, "No one's in that guest room, go in and tidy yourself up."
Mo Chen looked at the polished floor, afraid of dirtying it with his shoes. He took them off and then, carrying his suitcase, headed toward the guest room.
Once the room door was closed, Veya asked curiously, "Xiaojiu, who is that boy?
"Is that the young master of Tengyue Group?" Jiang Hai suddenly spoke up, his tone questioning yet certain.
