Yesterday, I got home too late and didn't manage to visit the little monkey. Besides, I was feeling a bit restless myself when I got back. This morning, I left so early, I always feel that I owe the little monkey too much.
She squatted down to look at the little monkey's petite face and big round eyes.
"The servants told me mom had come back, but I didn't believe them. When I went to school today, they said mom had called the chauffeur away; I thought they were fooling me. Just now, I saw mom getting out of the car upstairs, and only then did I believe, mom, you really came back?!" The little monkey's tender voice was extremely well-behaved.
Qiao Xiguan stroked the little monkey's head, "Mhm, mom is back."
"What about dad? Didn't dad come back with mom?"
"Dad still has some work," Qiao Xiguan explained.
"Is he still on a trip?"
"Mhm."
"Is it the same kind of trip as when we went to Las Vegas?" the little monkey innocently asked.
Qiao Xiguan smiled faintly and nodded.
