After putting on his shoes, he stood up and looked at her, speaking softly: "Something came up at the company, you should go to bed early."
Qiao Mo just looked at him without speaking.
After a few seconds of eye contact, he lowered his gaze and turned to take his coat downstairs.
Qiao Mo couldn't help but take a few steps forward until she reached the stairwell, watching his back, and finally stopped slowly, her eyes slightly red.
Did he take her for a fool?
Who would believe it's something at the company...
He slowed his steps when he reached the ground floor.
It was as if he sensed her gaze, and he turned around.
As he lifted his head, he saw the little one at the stairwell staring at him with red-rimmed eyes, not speaking, as if she had suffered a great grievance.
Yet that look made his heart ache, and with a gentle sigh, he couldn't help but turn back.
Qiao Mo's eyes remained red as she watched the man come closer to her, nervously gripping the stair railing tighter.
