"Oh." Xiao Yining resolutely followed his mom's instructions and went upstairs with the others.
Nuoyan, seeing that these two were still being awkward with each other, was speechless about her son. He had already gone to Milan with her, and yet he still hadn't sorted things out.
Her son's IQ was really getting lower and lower.
She raised her hand and knocked on Xiao Moli's head, "What's going on with you? I told you to chase after your wife, not go on a vacation. What did you even do in Milan?"
"I couldn't win her back," Xiao Moli said sulkily.
Running over to watch her chatting and attending fashion shows with another man made him so frustrated he could die. He struggled mightily to control himself, to avoid going up there and starting a fight.
All he did was break them apart, put a stop to all her work, and followed her closely all the time.
