"Alright." The butler went to call the servants over.
The servants helped Qiao Bing and Li Meimei pack their things. Even though both of them were in a terrible mood, they said nothing.
By ten in the morning, they had almost finished packing, and the butler had long called the movers who waited outside. Once the three had packed their belongings, the movers came in and loaded everything onto the truck.
Qiao Zhenghao sat on the sofa in the living room.
"Dad…" Qiao Bing, with reddened eyes, looked at Qiao Zhenghao and said aggrievedly, "We're leaving."
Li Meimei also looked at Qiao Zhenghao with reddened eyes and aggrieved expression.
Qiao Qian stood aside, looking very calm and silent.
They never belonged here; they shouldn't have come in the first place. They never belonged here… having forcibly come here, they were bound to leave eventually.
Qiao Zhenghao nodded, sighed, and said, "You should go back to living there first."
He didn't mention the future.
