Luo Jun immediately lifted his face from the bowl. "My mom cares about you a lot. Last time she heard you were taking medicine, she got really worried."
"Do you like me this much?" Leng Zimo's gaze remained on Luo Xiaoqian's face.
"I..."
With Mo Mo and John present, Luo Xiaoqian held back her outburst, reached out to pull the bowl back, and continued eating.
John finished his meal, glanced at his watch, "Mo Mo, we should go!"
"Okay!" The little one quickly drank the soup in his bowl, "Goodbye, Uncle Zimo. Goodbye, Mom!"
"Be careful on the road."
Luo Xiaoqian watched the little one walk out the door, then immediately lowered her head and continued eating. Not only did she finish the wontons, but she also drank all the soup to the last drop. She got up, cleared the dishes, and walked into the kitchen to clean them efficiently. Glancing at her watch, she quickly returned to the door, only to find Leng Zimo still sitting at the table, not having left.
