"Qingxue, now that Lu Tianxing has left, we should go back too. If we stay away from the family for too long, Grandpa might find out," Mu Qingchuan said softly, looking at Mu Qingxue, who hadn't said a word beside him. His tone carried a hint of unavoidable helplessness.
"Brother, do you think our plan will really succeed this time?"
Mu Qingxue's voice was faint, with an unmistakable sadness hidden within it.
Upon learning that Lu Tianxing was leaving Beijing today, Mu Qingxue had pleaded with Mu Qingchuan to bring her to the airport early. She hid nearby, waiting for Lu Tianxing to arrive.
