Xiao Chengyu had already disappeared somewhere.
An Ziqi was chatting away spiritedly with Lan Yue about all sorts of gossip topics.
Xiao Moli glanced at Xiao Chen, then turned and headed to the study.
Xiao Chen curled his lip and followed him.
The study door closed.
Shutting out the noise and merriment outside.
Xiao Moli turned his head, his brows furrowed tightly, looking at Xiao Chen with an unusually serious expression.
Xiao Chen backed away, hands on his chest, "What do you want to do?"
Xiao Moli wasn't in the mood to entertain his antics and said with pursed lips, "Any news on the Blood Dragon Ginseng?"
"Oh, that. You had such a serious look, I thought you were going to rob me."
Xiao Chen shrugged, lifted his leg, and sat down on the sofa beside him.
He picked up an apple from the table and took a crisp bite, then began to speak.
"It's not that easy to find. What do you think I've been doing these past two months? You think I was just out having fun?"
