"Why haven't you gone back yet?"
"Grandpa asked me to stay and play chess with him, I didn't dare leave."
"Oh, now that you've finished playing, you can go."
Qiao Xu looked at the darkening sky outside and said coldly.
Lu Moqing gazed at Qiao Xu's indifferent appearance, feeling helpless in his heart, but said, "It's too late, driving on the road is not safe."
Before Qiao Xu could object, he continued, "A few minutes ago, I took cold medicine and can't drive."
"Let Uncle Zhang take you."
As she finished speaking and was about to close the door, Lu Moqing reached up and stopped her.
Seeing his playful demeanor fade into a somber expression, he said, "You'll be going back to City C tomorrow. Can't you let me talk to you for a while?"
Upon hearing this, Qiao Xu furrowed her brows slightly, realizing she couldn't refuse Lu Moqing in this state. However, each time she compromised in front of him so easily, she knew that one day she would succumb to him again.