When Qiao Xiaon'an saw Yun Mo, she was sitting in the living room with Deng Jiaru and Yun's old man.
He came through the double, Southeast Asian imported pomelo doors, with Wu Bo holding an umbrella for him behind, under which rainwater trickled down.
Even though the umbrella was as large as a tree, when he walked in, his clean, shiny leather shoes were covered in water droplets.
Qiao Xiaon'an quickly stood up, "Amo, you're back. Why didn't you let me pick you up from the airport?"
"It was too early, I thought you might still be sleeping." He sat down on the leather chair in the entranceway.
Qiao Xiaon'an hurriedly ran to the shoe cabinet to help him get his slippers, "I've been getting up very early these past few days, having breakfast with grandpa and mum. From now on, I won't sleep in anymore."
She wanted to take it slow, learn the mannerisms, and become more like a proper young lady.
