Xiao Mo's mother was skeptical but sat down. Though her face showed reluctance, she still said for the sake of the gifts, "Boy, go ahead, I'll listen."
Xiao Mo smiled gently. He knew that as long as his parents were willing to sit down and talk, he basically had victory in hand.
When it came to negotiations, even ten of his father and mother were no match for him.
Moreover, his father was already won over.
Xiao Mo's mother was also tempted, but she didn't say anything.
...
In the hotel, Xia Chuqing sat on the bed, drinking milk while handling work.
She glanced at the time; it was already half past ten at night.
She estimated Xiao Mo wouldn't be coming back…
After replying to the last email from a client, she shut down the computer and prepared for bed.
Just at that moment, the door lock beeped, and the door was pushed open.
Xia Chuqing looked up and saw Xiao Mo, looking exhausted, walk in. He didn't even take off his coat and just glanced at her.
