In her eyes, there was a hint of obvious calculation, like a little fox filled with mischief.
Lu Moqing's lips followed suit, curved slightly with a faint smile in his eyes.
On the phone, Qiao Sheng was clearly not very happy, and even sounded cold and sick when he spoke to Qiao Xu.
"Let's set a place then."
After finishing, Qiao Xu hung up the phone, and looked at Lu Moqing, who was watching her with a smile. Her face changed.
Lu Moqing's gaze was too soft, as if reminding her of the first time they met. It stirred her heart and made it tremble.
Regaining composure, she said, "I have something to do and need to go out. You should find someone to take care of you."
There were plenty of servants in the Lu family, and it wouldn't be a problem for them to take care of Lu Moqing. His condition had improved significantly, so she thought she didn't need to stay here any longer.
