Qiao Xu's heart trembled subconsciously. When he helped her fasten her seatbelt, she averted her gaze and said indifferently, "Thank you."
Her tone was stiff, her expression somewhat unnatural. She didn't look at Lu Moqing again. Surprisingly, it was Lu Moqing who raised his eyebrows at her unexpectedly polite gratitude. He glanced at her downcast eyes and covered his slightly upturned lips with one hand.
By the time Lu Moqing brought Qiao Xu back home, Qiao Yi had been picked up by Lin Yuan.
"Madam, you're back."
Hearing the sound of the fingerprint lock unlocking, the young nanny Lin Yuan poked her head out of the kitchen to greet them and immediately saw the tall and handsome figure supporting Qiao Xu.
"Mr. Lu?"