The smile on Meng Zhenzhi's face was a little hard to hold. He pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly and cried out as if begging for mercy, "Mom"
"What do you mean mother? I don't have a son as ignorant as you," Mrs. Meng glared at him, turned around and took Victor's hand, glanced at him, and sighed.
It was the first time that Victor saw Meng Zhenzhi being humiliated. Victor was watching happily from the sidelines when he heard Madam Meng sighing. He quickly asked, "Madam Meng, why are you sighing?"
Madam Meng shook her head and glared at Meng Zhenzhi with a look of disappointment. She turned around and patted Victor's hand kindly, "If your Highness the Sixth Prince doesn't mind, you can stay at my humble abode tonight. Although the conditions are not as good as those in the palace, I can still provide a place for your Highness to rest."
Victor quickly waved his hands, "How can this be possible?"
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