She looked like she was going crazy, gritting her teeth, which made Mu Jingxi realize what was happening.
He curled his lips into a gentle smile, "Looks like Yunchi didn't tell you. I'm afraid he's worried about you, so he didn't explain in advance."
"Hmph." Lu Meng snorted, her meaning unclear.
Little Nuomi touched her cheek, patted it with her tiny hand, and said in a comforting tone, "Auntie, don't be mad, don't be mad."
Lu Meng was just about to say she wasn't even angry when Mu Jingxi chuckled softly, "Little Nuomi."
"What's up, Daddy?"
"It's time to go see your Mama."
With this reminder, Lu Meng immediately found a way to step down, hugged Little Nuomi, and turned to run away.
In less than ten minutes, Qiao An slipped back.
She mysteriously grabbed Mu Jingxi's hand and ran away.
Mu Jingxi was confused, "Qiaoqiao, what's wrong?"
"Shh!"
Qiao An made a gesture to silence him, pulling him into the elevator.
