Mo Xiuchen walked up to him, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, he merrily said, "Ah Mu, let's head to the airport now and take the earliest flight back home."
He no longer asked him to book the flight tickets, but went straight to the airport.
Qin Mu hesitated for a moment before quickly refuting, "That won't work."
"Why not?"
Mo Xiuchen's eyes shimmered with a sharpness as the smile faded from his lips, his expression returning to its usual coolness.
Qin Mu glared at him, irritably retorting, "If we're to return home, there's no rush at all. Have you already spoken to Uncle Gu and the others? Or is it that they haven't permitted you to return home, causing your sudden urge to sneak away?"
Mo Xiuchen snorted, looking at Qin Mu as though questioning his intelligence, "Do you think that I am the kind of person who needs to sneak away?"
