"When did he leave?"
Nanny Wang checked the time and replied again, "It's probably been about two hours already."
Qiao Mo felt a little disappointed inside, but still thanked Nanny Wang, "Okay, thank you, Nanny Wang."
After speaking, Qiao Mo then turned and went upstairs.
Her pink little lips involuntarily pouted slightly, seemingly a bit dissatisfied.
If it was two hours ago, then it was probably around nine thirty.
Why did he suddenly leave without a word...
Back in the bedroom, she didn't feel like watching a movie anymore.
She took out her phone, fiddled with it for a while, and couldn't help but open his number, tempted several times to dial it to ask where he'd gone, and whether he was coming back.
But after hesitating for a long time, Qiao Mo ultimately tossed the phone aside, and started to roll around on the bed.
Really...
Why on earth does she want to call him?
Shouldn't the one who's angrier be herself...
