Qiao Xiaon'an cheered, "I haven't decided, I'll buy whatever I see."
"..." Yun Mo sighed in his heart. Do these women have no plan for anything they do? If it had been him, he would have made a shopping list before going to the supermarket. He looked at his Patek Philippe watch. It was already 5:20 in the afternoon. After shopping with her, they would be back on time for dinner.
He picked up the windbreaker hanging on the chair, walked around the desk and headed out, "Let's go, we'll drive."
"Then we'll drive ourselves, so we can leave Ade behind, okay?"
"Okay."
Without Ade around, she could sit in the passenger seat next to him and watch him. How wonderful.
Just as the two of them left the study, Qiao Xiaon'an was about to go get her bag when Yun Mo suddenly received a phone call. After hearing only a single sentence, he looked troubled, a look she had never seen before.
As if he had come upon some significant problems.
