The next day, Saturday, the autumn air was cool.
"Mom, I'm going out with Mengmeng. We won't be having lunch at home."
In the ruan family's living room, ruan zhaotian was about to leave when he ran into Madame ruan.
"Where are you taking her? You've just returned and you're already restless, running out all day." Madame ruan was not happy. She stared at ruan Mengmeng, who was waiting at the gate, and mumbled.
"I'm not going anywhere. Qianqian is holding a banquet at Royal Palace tomorrow, so I'm bringing Mengmeng over to see the venue and try out the dishes. The Qin family's relatives are coming over today. You guys go ahead and take care of your grandma, Jiaojiao, Qianqian. I'll be leaving first."
Ruan zhaotian left after a few words, so Madame ruan could only watch her son take ruan Mengmeng out unwillingly.
