After that, Mu Yuchen did not say much. He just calmly tossed the invitation aside. "Don't go then. Just get someone to send a gift over."
Then, he lowered his head and continued to enjoy his dinner.
They had just finished dinner when Mu Yuchen's phone rang. It seemed to be a call from France. Xi Xiaye only heard him converse with the other end in very fluent French. Of course, she could not understand a word of it.
After that, he went upstairs while Xi Xiaye washed the dishes, but he had very courteously finished the big bowl of noodles.
She finished tidying up and put the gifts she bought that day away before going upstairs.
