After lounging in bed for a while longer, Ou Lan got up and left the room. Ou Chenghai was taking care of Zhan Lingtuo's breakfast, still with no sight of Zhan Moxiao.
"Lanlan, has Son-in-law Xiao woken up yet?" Ou Chenghai asked.
"He's not here."
No one knew when Zhan Moxiao had left, and Zhan Lingtuo didn't show any sign of surprise either. His dad was a very busy man, often setting off on business trips suddenly in the middle of the night, and he was used to it.
Ou Lan didn't think much of it either and went into the bathroom to wash up.
When she came out again, Ou Chenghai had already served her breakfast. "Lanlan, hurry up and eat. The movers will be here soon."
Moving?
Only then did Ou Lan remember that Zhan Moxiao had mentioned the day before that he had bought her father a house closer to where she lived. She hadn't expected him to act on it so soon, and she was even more puzzled that her father, who was sentimental about the past, had agreed to it.
