After the two finished breakfast, Fu Nancheng directly took Qiao Mo to a taxi.
Qiao Mo was as excited as a child. Thinking about it, she and him have been together for quite some time, but it seems like they haven't really gone out to play together.
Looking at the exotic scenery outside the window, her mind was emptied of thoughts of the design competition, feeling indescribably at ease.
"Fu Nancheng, where are we going first!" Qiao Mo asked excitedly, not knowing the plan for today's itinerary at all.
But it seemed like as long as he was around, she didn't need to worry.
Fu Nancheng checked his watch, speaking in a deep voice: "Time is too tight; we probably won't be able to visit many places."
Qiao Mo was slightly stunned, still a bit unwilling: "What time is your flight."
"Three in the afternoon."
Upon hearing that, Qiao Mo instantly wilted like a bruised eggplant, her head drooping.
