The next night, Xie Xize really didn't go home. There was only Mo Yangyang, Little Chu, and Grandma Han at home for dinner.
"Mom, is my dad working overtime again tonight?"
Mo Yangyang gave him a chicken wing. ""No, he has a cocktail party tonight."
"Oh…" The cocktail party ..."
Mo Yangyang saw that the expression on the spicy stick was a little off and quickly explained, ""He's going to look for someone today. Don't think too much."
"I haven't thought about it yet. How much do you want me to think about?" Spicy Strip chuckled.
Mo Yangyang tapped the forehead of the spicy stick. ""Brat, eat your food."
"Who is he looking for?" Spicy Strip asked.
Mo Yangyang said,"Don't worry about your child." It's about the adults."
The Spicy Strip pouted, not convinced.
"Even if I don't say it, I can pretty much guess who he's going to look for…"
Mo Yangyang smiled and nodded. " Yes, yes, yes. My son is very smart and very capable. Hurry up and eat. "
