It took her a long while before she nodded. "Let's go. Come over earlier tomorrow."
On the way home, Xiao Qing remained silent.
When they got home, the two little treasures couldn't wait for them, so they went to sleep first.
She silently returned to the bedroom, took out a set of pajamas from her suitcase, took a shower, and crawled into bed to sleep.
At the same time, Lu Jinyang was in his study doing something unknown, and by the time he returned to the bedroom, Xiao Qing had already fallen asleep.
The night was cool as water, the moonlight from overseas shone through the window, elongating his shadow.
He had just received news from Peng Yi; Yang Qiao was already two months pregnant. That is to say, she was already pregnant last time she attended the dinner at the Xiao Mansion.
At this moment, Lu Jinyang's anger reached its peak.
