"...?" Mo Qiansu was embarrassed, "The restaurant… Let me take care of that."
Her secretary had made the reservation. It must be one of those expensive restaurants he normally goes to. Currently impoverished as she was, how could she afford to treat anyone there…
"All right, you decide," Gu Xuanye suddenly became very agreeable.
Song Fei looked at the big boss, continued to answer the phone, and disembarked the plane without looking back.
He was stunned. Was this… another decision not to return to Melbourne?
Big boss, you really are capricious!
...
The Little Demon King poked his little head out from under the covers, gazing at mommy who was quietly making a phone call on the balcony.
He furrowed his little brows, feeling more and more that mommy was up to something!
Later, burying his little distressed face into the pillow, he let out a "woof".
Why were there always villains trying to steal his mommy away from him!
He really hated them…
——
The next morning.
