Gu Changsheng felt jittery at the thought and thus turned to look at his family behind him.
Little Meat Bun had stopped meditating at some point, his chubby cheeks lively and spirited, "Mother, are we going home now?"
Yue Xilou also put away the ruler, her face a piece of romantic poetry, indignantly tossing out a complaint, "I want a spacious room facing the sun!"
"Lady, is the kitchen really as big and bright as you described?" Dong Lei's concern was always the place where she could shine, his face already unable to contain his excitement.
Only Zhou Mu remained as calm as ever, gently nodding to Gu Changsheng.
Seeing his family so joyously excited, Gu Changsheng took a deep breath and firmly declared, "Seven days from now, on the fifteenth of October, we move!"
"Wow..." Little Meat Bun clapped his hands, jumping excitedly on the cushion, his small face grinning so wide that his eyes disappeared, "Going home! Going home! We can celebrate my birthday at home! Waka waka..."