"Good!" Shang Jingchuan nodded, then turned to look at his daughter.
"Luoluo, it's getting late, we should set off!"
"Hmm, then let's go!"
Shang Luoluo replied softly, then followed her father to the door.
The carriage was already prepared, and as she got on, Shang Luoluo took one last look at the distant street.
The long street was empty, aside from a few early risers, the figure she hoped to see was nowhere in sight.
Of course.
She hadn't told him the exact date, so how would he know she was leaving today?
Shang Luoluo laughed at herself, then boarded the carriage somewhat dejectedly.
In the distance, Shang Jingchuan saw this and couldn't help but sigh silently.
He had already guessed what was on his daughter's mind.
Otherwise, why would Luoluo, who was always decisive, drag her feet this time?
It was clear she was waiting for someone.
But knowing is knowing, he said nothing, just cleared his throat and then spoke to the commander of the escort team.
"Let's go!"
