"Okay."
Wen Xiao'ai didn't even think about it, she simply trotted back to Jun Moyan's side and grabbed his hand.
She really disliked it when Jun Moyan came here; as soon as he arrived, he would change into that person who never smiled, icy to everyone, his entire demeanor dark and gloomy.
She didn't like him like this; Wu Garden was better.
Jun Moyan didn't take another look around; he just turned and walked away with Wen Xiao'ai.
"Moyan," Jun Wuchen called out to him, but couldn't stop his steps at all.
"Moyan," the senior Mr. Jun hurried forward, grabbing Jun Moyan's arm.
His unstable steps at this age made Jun Wuchen's heart ache.
Jun Moyan's statement about going home to eat pained him even more.
He no longer considered this place his home…
"Moyan, have a meal with grandfather," pleaded the senior Mr. Jun, holding onto Jun Moyan's arm.
"…"