The Little Demon King had no idea that Mommy and Daddy headed out earlier than him yet arrived later.
The restaurant was a high-end dining establishment that only people from the upper echelons of Imperial Capital society could afford.
The manager personally received them. After they parked in the garage, they were directly escorted to the VIP elevator and taken straight to the private room they had booked.
Right before Mo Qiansu entered their private room, she happened to see a familiar figure through the door of an adjacent room opened by a waiter bringing in dishes.
It was none other than Gu Xuanye's good friend, Wu Yao.
On his left, sat a lady with features somewhat similar to his, probably his mother.
To his right, a young and beautiful woman was smiling and speaking with Wu Yao. Her admirer's gaze, fixated on Wu Yao, was unmistakable.
