Chu Luo can't tell if he's imagining it, but he thinks the way Ling Fei says "dad" sounds a bit odd.
He casts a suspicious glance at Ling Fei.
Thinking about the rumors that have been circulating intensively in Z city recently, his handsome eyebrows involuntarily furrows once again.
But seeing Ling Fei's radiant smile, he can't bear to upset her. He raises his hand and playfully ruffles her hair.
His gaze is full of affection.
"It's good you're back, but why didn't you call me? Carrying all these things and taking a cab all by yourself? If you had called me, I would have picked you up..."
"No need, I know you're busy. It's just one suitcase, not much stuff."
In fact, there isn't much in the suitcase. Ling Fei was planning to pick up some things here, so of course, she needed to prepare in advance.
As for calling Chu Luo.
She did think about it.
But with Song Tianmo there, it remained a fleeting thought. If Chu Luo saw Song Tianmo, how could she explain?