"So you're saying... it's not entirely impossible, after all, I know how possessive Mo Shiche can be towards me."
Luo Qiangwei hung her head, "Yeah, probably."
Yan Chu added, "I mentioned meeting up, but he hasn't responded since."
"Maybe he's not available to come out, or he was just saying it casually."
At this moment, Ningning suddenly got up from leanin on the wall and staggered over, pulling at her skirt. Luo Qiangwei bent down to pick her up, "Ah Chu, I'm going to bathe Ningning now. You should rest early too. Just let Mo Shiche say whatever he wants."
"Okay," Yan Chu's gaze was gentle as he ruffled her long hair, "Then I'll leave, if you find it tiring to take care of the child, just call the maid."
"Okay, I will. Good night."
"Good night, Weiwei."
The door closed very softly as the man's footsteps gradually faded away.
Luo Qiangwei held Ningning by the table, her smile freezing bit by bit until it completely vanished.
