Xia Ning finished the call and saw that Qiao Yu still there. She frowned. "Why are you still here?"
Qiao Yu did not get mad but answered instead, "I just want to know if Enoch cried or not."
Whenever it was about her son, Xia Ning's heart was always softer. He was the father of the kid so there was nothing wrong for a father to worry about his son.
Xia Ning nodded. "No, he didn't. I asked him to turn off his phone and go to bed."
Qiao Yu nodded. "Good. You won't blame me for giving your number to him right?"
Xia Ning was caught by surprise. She lowered her head and did not speak.
Well, before this call, she wanted to blame him. But the second she heard Enoch's voice, all the unwillingness became happiness at once.
Some feelings could not be thrown away that easily.
"It's getting late. Let me get you guys back to the hotel," Qiao Yu suggested.
