The moment their eyes met, both of them froze. Xiaoxiao was completely stunned, not even knowing where to place her gaze.
Gu Moming frowned slightly but didn't turn around and leave. His eyes fell briefly on Xiaoxiao's rounded belly before he looked away and casually asked, "Where's Gu Qimiao?"
Xiaoxiao answered hesitantly in a low voice, "Miaomiao... she went downstairs to buy something."
Gu Moming initially thought Gu Qimiao had brought her along for a meal, but seeing the table set for two, he figured out what was going on. Just then, his phone beeped with a text message from Gu Qimiao: "Bro, make the most of this chance."
As expected, it was her ploy.
He put away his phone and sat down across from Xiaoxiao, placing the sour plum juice he was holding on the table. His expression was calm, but his mind was in turmoil, unsure of what to say.
