Mid-Autumn Festival

After saying that, Shu Botong actually felt a little shy.

When the room suddenly became quiet earlier on, he felt inexplicably lost. Unable to control himself, he ran out. By the time he realized what was going on, the words had already slipped out of his mouth.

"Uh, I mean… Anyway…"

"We won't forget." Xiaoguo was stunned at first when she heard that. Then, looking at him, she could roughly guess what was on his mind. "We'll definitely come often."

"I won't leave the renovation to you and disappear for weeks or months, so there's no need to worry."

Shu Botong's ears turned red, but he still insisted. "I wasn't referring to that. In any case, remember to take care of me. We have signed the agreement, don't go back on your word."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Xiaoguo nodded helplessly. What a stubborn man. He was just hoping for them to visit him more often. It was not a big deal.