"Not yet," Mu Xingye responded softly.
"Am I disturbing you?" Although Xia Pengpeng said this, she still walked up to him and sat directly on his lap, "I missed you, stay with me for ten minutes."
Mu Xingye looked at her clingy behavior, feeling a wave of sweetness surge in his heart.
He wouldn't mind staying with her like this for ten hours, ten years, let alone ten minutes.
"I need to go back to Di City."
"When?"
"Today."
"Why so sudden? Is there something urgent you need to deal with?"
"Yes." Mu Xingye nodded.
"Then, when will you leave?"
Mu Xingye lifted his hand, gently stroking Xia Pengpeng's cheek with a deeply affectionate gaze. He pursed his lips, wanting to say something, but ultimately he held back. He didn't even know the true nature of his role or the reality of the situation.
How could he tell her?
A matter that her uncle had been striving for over twenty years, even facing life and death situations several times. He knew the importance of this issue!
