Looking at the child in front of her, she always felt like she was neglecting something, yet she couldn't think of what it was.
"Alright, Aunt will take you to eat cake, okay?"
"Okay...!"
The little friend Yu Shaoqi excitedly jumped off the sofa, finally showing some childlike innocence.
Qiao Mo worriedly reminded him, "Be careful."
Qiqi looked very happy, and a hint of indulgence flashed in Qiao Mo's eyes.
She turned around to the desk to tidy up some documents and then grabbed her bag, intending to take Qiqi out.
As she picked up her phone, Fu Nancheng's call came in again.
Qiao Mo hesitated for a moment before answering, "Hello."
"There's no seminar here today that you mentioned." Fu Nancheng's voice was calm, but she could sense his displeasure.
Qiao Mo was at a loss, not knowing how to respond.
