"Oh..." Wanqing hesitated for a few seconds, deciding that she should show some concern for the Sugar Daddy, "Do you want to go upstairs to sleep?"
Just hearing her concern for him, cured his tiredness. He opened his eyes, held her in his arms, and his chin was gently rubbing her crown, "I'm fine. How's your stomach?"
"It's fine."
"Remember to have regular meals." Mu Tianying's hand rested on her stomach.
Only then did Wanqing recall the last time she suffered from stomach cramps, and obediently responded with a nod.
Half an hour later, they began having dinner while Aunt Zhang continued cooking. By the time the last dish was served, the playful man had returned, holding a bunch of keys, which were probably for this villa. He certainly knew Mu Tianying well, and their relationship seemed quite special.
The man walked to the table with a despondent face and glared at Mu Tianying. Mu Tianying didn't even blink, "You took the flight?"
