Because she simply doesn't listen.
Sighing with a weary smile, "Fine, if you want to take them, take them. We'll go home together."
"No, it's us going home together." Situ Yunshu smiled softly, "Us, not including you."
Heartache.
Mu Jingnan's face was completely devoid of expression; at this point, he just wished he could take back what he said.
Take back every word he had said.
Situ Yunshu kept her word; by evening, she only took An Xuan and Mu Yanli back to the Situ family estate.
The three of them left Mu Jingnan behind, leaving him alone at home.
West Wing.
Little Nuomi was sitting on the couch, swinging her two little legs, chatting away happily on a video call with Lu Yin.
She adorably called out to Daddy and chatted lively with Lu Yin, while Mu Jingnan came in, looking around but didn't see Mu Jingxi.
He asked the servants and found out he was in the kitchen.
Kitchen?
Mu Jingnan, driven by curiosity, sneaked into the kitchen. Upon seeing, he was startled.
