Xu Qingbo naturally let go of his hand.
He had always been at a disadvantage.
Xu Tingting slept until ten o'clock before getting up. She didn't even wash up, just put on slippers and ran to Xu Shu's room.
No sign of him, though someone had obviously slept in the bed. The quilt was neatly folded, and it felt cool to the touch, suggesting he had left a long time ago.
She hurried downstairs. Mrs. Xu was arranging flowers and stopped her, "What's got you rushing like this?"
Xu Tingting glanced around, "Mom, where's my brother?"
"Which brother are you asking about?"
"Brother Shu!"
"Oh, he went out with your second brother after breakfast."
Xu Tingting's eyelid twitched, and she sat down next to Mrs. Xu, "Mom, did you have breakfast with them?"
"Yes, why do you ask?"
She pursed her lips, probing, "So, what did you all talk about?"
Mrs. Xu looked at her with a half-smile, "You must have gotten into trouble again, right?"
"What do you mean again!"
