Lin Mo's family all agreed with his opinion.
After all, they had been listening for a while now, and the most exciting part was already over; what followed didn't make much difference whether they listened or not.
To put it bluntly, leaving now wouldn't leave them with any regrets or sense of loss.
Seeing his family nod, Lin Mo stood up from the chair, walked over to the two children, and said, "Xiaoxiao, Xi, shall we go home now?"
Lin Xiaoxiao was already a big child capable of fully understanding the conversations of adults and had a certain understanding of her own family's affairs.
It was just that she never showed it.
On one hand, she felt she couldn't be of much help, and speaking too much would only make her family worry more.
On the other hand, it was Lin Xiaoxiao's way of silently contributing to her family.
She nodded and said, "Alright, Daddy, let's go."
