Wen Zhan purposefully didn't answer, his tone still cold and hard, "Go eat."
Mu Wanqing moved her mouth but didn't dare to ask more, afraid it would anger him and he would no longer help her find her phone.
She just had to eat.
The children were babbling in their strollers as she played with them while eating. Soon, she heard the sound of a car in the courtyard.
Wen Zhan stood up to go outside, and she craned her neck sneakily to look.
The man quickly returned, his hands still empty, just like when he had left.
Their gazes met and he smiled, teasing, "Why are you stretching your neck like a giraffe?"
She didn't get mad, but simply asked, "What about the phone? Did you get it?"
"Who told you I got the phone? Han Feng needed me to sign some documents," he answered.
Her face fell with disappointment.
Originally, Mu Wanqing had planned to work overtime to revise the proposal that night—Yu Qiao had given her some suggestions during the day.