Little Nuomi shrank his neck, preparing to quietly lower his presence.
It wasn't Little Nuomi who made dad angry, it wasn't!
Lu Yin smiled and looked at the time, "I have something to do suddenly, I need to leave first."
After a moment's pause, he looked at Little Nuomi, "Dad will play with you another day."
"Okay~" Little Nuomi instantly brightened, flashing a toothy grin at him.
Absolutely adorable!
"Mr. Lu, Miss Lin is about to arrive, won't you wait?"
Even Qiao An sensed the deep meaning in Mu Jingxi's words.
What on earth is wrong with him tonight?
Why does it seem like...he's implying Lu Yin should wait for Lin Qinqin?
Is there something between them?
Lu Yin was already standing up, his expression slightly dark, "No, I have company business, I need to head over there. Enjoy your meal."
The words "enjoy your meal" were spoken with great emphasis.
Invisibly, there was a hint of anger.
