By around eight in the morning, Han Luoli had completed the paperwork for Gu Xiaoer, and the three of them were ready to head home.
On the way, the mother and son were joyfully discussing what grand meal to have for lunch. After they decided, they straightforwardly ordered from Han Luoli, clearly indicating that he should cook.
Han Luoli smiled without saying a word, focusing solely on driving.
Finally, when they arrived home, Gu Xiaoer got out of the car and was startled to see their front door wide open, as if to welcome and send off guests. She was immediately taken aback.
"Oh my God, have we been robbed?!" The girl, with a trembling heart, quickly rushed into the house.
Han Luoli followed her inside with their son, only to hear the girl's heartbroken cries echoing continuously.
"Da Luoluo, we've really been robbed! So many of our things are missing!"
"Oh my God, who is so unscrupulous to have stolen even the pot of cherry tomatoes I just planted?"
