"There’s an urgent matter at the Royal Palace, I need to go there," Huangfu Jue said, placing a hand on her shoulder, "I can’t join you and Xiaotang for lunch."
Gan Yuan nodded hastily, "That’s alright, then you should go quickly!"
"I’ll come back as soon as possible." Gently squeezing her shoulder, Huangfu Jue hurried down the stairs, took Will, and left in the car.
Looking up, she watched his car drive towards the exit, Gan Yuan glanced at the phone in her hand, lost in thought.
Once she attended this appointment with Moses, she couldn’t imagine or control how things would unfold afterward.
But if she didn’t go, Qiao Liang...
"Mommy!" Gan Tang stepped towards her, holding out a small box, "Look."
Turning her face, she looked at the little one’s palm, and at a glance, Gan Yuan saw a delivery gift box in his hand, her heart skipped a beat as she quickly snatched the box, swiftly scanning the address on it.
On the delivery box, printed was the logo of a well-known restaurant—Clayton Restaurant, the same restaurant Moses had just mentioned.
"Uncle Qiao Liang had it sent over," Xiaotang said, shaking the piece of pastry he was holding, "It’s the chocolate-filled cookies he promised to make for me."
Taking a bite, the little one blinked at her with a nod.
"I didn’t tell Uncle Huangfu that it was Uncle Qiao who sent this, you have to be careful not to let it slip, otherwise, he will definitely be jealous... Oh, right, Mommy, there’s a letter from Uncle Qiao inside for you."
Gan Yuan opened the box lid, and saw neatly arranged pretty pastries inside, along with a card with her name on it, she took out the envelope, pulled out the card inside, which was written in Qiao Liang’s handwriting.
I’m glad to know that you’ve found your happiness. However, I still need to warn you that Moses is a very complicated man. I’ve found some things you might be interested in. If you’re interested, call me."
His signature and phone number followed, she quickly dialed the number using her phone, but it went unanswered, and the same happened after several attempts.
"Can’t get through?" Xiaotang asked, biting his pastry and lifting his face, "He must be busy, it’s noon now, and Uncle Qiao must be at his busiest."
Gan Yuan hung up the phone again.
He wouldn’t have given her this number if he wasn’t going to wait for her call. Even if he was busy, he couldn’t possibly not answer her call. The only explanation was—he really was in trouble.
Qiao Liang’s smiling face flashed before her eyes; she handed the phone to her son and strode towards the staircase.
"Xiaotang, stay at home and be good, Mommy needs to step out for a bit."
"Where are you going?" Gan Tang asked.
Saying that, she hurried upstairs, quickly went to the master bedroom, grabbed a set of light clothing and changed into it, rummaged through her bag, found a knife and stuffed it into her pocket, then thought for a moment and put the knife back.
If it really came to a fight, having a knife would make no difference.
Descending the stairs and bidding farewell to the little one, she walked swiftly towards the door.
Just as she stepped out, a car drove in, coming to a stop at the foot of the steps.
The bodyguard rushed forward, opening the driver’s side door, and a tall figure climbed out of the car.
A white shirt with a black suit, golden brown short hair sparkled with golden light under the sun, dark sunglasses hiding his eyes, revealing only a straight nose and slightly pursed lips.
Two buttons on the dress shirt were undone, exposing a pair of beautiful collarbones.
Why had he returned so soon after leaving?