Upon hearing this, Quan Jingwu understood. His red thin lips curved, showing a fond smile.
"Okay."
The two agreed, and Jian Qing walked back to the dining room.
"Dad, Xiaojing and I have to step out for a bit, we'll be back soon."
Mo Xiao asked, "Is it urgent?"
Jian Qing shook his head, "There's something going on with Han Yue, we'll be back soon after checking."
Mo Xiao didn't suspect anything else and nodded.
"Be careful on the road."
Jian Luo looked at Jian Qing with suspicion.
Just as they stepped outside, Jian Luo received a text message.
After reading the message, a complex feeling welled up inside him.
Could this be fate?
He returned home today, just in time for his birthday.
The coincidence was uncanny.
When he came back to his senses, Mo Xiao was tidying up the dining table.
However, his movements were a bit awkward.
Noticing Jian Luo's gaze, Mo Xiao flashed him a smile, "You can leave first, I can take care of this."
