When Qiao Cong found Cen Man, she was still in Qiao Mansion, checking for the last time that everything had been properly prepared.
Cen Man sensed someone approaching and turned to see that it was Qiao Cong, looking somewhat surprised, "Didn't you go home with the children?"
Qiao Cong's gaze fell on Cen Man's face, and he awkwardly turned his head away, looking at the red lanterns gently swaying with the wind on the nearby trees. "I should have been the one to take care of Jingjing's matter. You've worked hard these past few days."
Upon hearing this, Cen Man laughed, "Why are you being so polite with me? Shouldn't there be any problems? Do you want to check again?"
Qiao Cong shook his head, "I trust you."
"Then let's go back and come over again early tomorrow morning," Cen Man said as she walked out.
"Hey! Wait a minute!" Qiao Cong didn't move.
Cen Man stopped and turned around, "What's the matter?"