Xiao Moli immediately took the lunch box and started eating. The familiar taste allowed him to determine almost instantly that this was certainly made by An Ziqi, and he finished every bit of the food in the box.
"Mommy, is she home?"
Nuoyan watched Xiao Moli eating with delight and couldn't help but to be more pleased with An Ziqi. Raising her eyebrows, she said, "She's already left."
"Left?"
"Yes, by the time I got there, she had packed her things. She cooked for you and then she left with her things."
Xiao Moli immediately stood up to go find An Ziqi. In the past, regardless of how angry An Ziqi was, she never packed her stuff and left. This time, she genuinely planned to leave completely.
"Sit down for me."
Nuoyan snapped.
"Mommy," Xiao Moli stood his ground stubbornly, fists clenched.
Nuoyan looked at him, stating leisurely, "What can you offer her? What reason can you give her to stay with you?"
Xiao Moli's lips tightened.
