On the phone, Yun Mo's magnetic voice was once again heard.
"Whoever said that a big boss can't take a taxi?"
Qiao Xiaon'an was feeling elated in her heart. Sitting in the Phantom today, her mood had suddenly brightened considerably.
Looking at the snowy street view outside the car window, she breathed out a breath of mist against the window, drawing circles with her little pinky finger, and said, "Amo, thank you."
Thanking him for leaving the Phantom to her and having to stoop to take a taxi instead.
Amo on the other side frowned immediately, "I told you this morning, no unnecessary thank-you's."
She laughed, and then felt a little bit lost, "Amo, my father can't live with us. He wants to move out of Lotus Pond Moonlight and go back to the old house."
"To the old house?"
"Hmm, he said he would like to keep my late mother company. He fears she will be lonely in the old house."
"I will talk to your father in person later."
