However, Qiao Mo Shang was unwilling to speak any more. He shook his head gently, “Mother, I can only tell you this much. The secret is not to be revealed yet.” “…” Ning Meng Yao looked at her son silently, and suddenly felt like slapping him. This was not how a psychic should act, right? “Shang’er?” “Father, mother, don’t worry, ...