"Stop looking in the mirror and hurry up!" Mo Qiansu urged.
"Mommy, just wait for me for one more minute!"
The Little Demon King ran back to his room, rummaging through his drawers, apparently searching for something, which he then hid in his pocket before finally following Mommy downstairs.
Before leaving, Mo Qiansu sent a text message to Gu Xuanye.
[Tonight, Xiaoyu and I are meeting a friend to eat out, we'll be home late.]
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Mo Qiansu had reserved the best restaurant in the Imperial Capital. It was membership-based, not just any wealthy person could come here to dine.
The service was excellent, the ambiance pleasant, the cuisine exquisite, and privacy well-maintained.
Quan Che was now a film emperor and thus well-recognized by everyone. Even the Little Demon King had reached a level of fame where he could get by with face recognition when going out. Only Mo Qiansu was not yet so famous that her appearance would cause a sensation...