Not long after the plane took off, under Mu Yiliang's strong insistence, Yan Sijue finally obediently closed his eyes.
Mu Yiliang unfolded a blanket, covering him, and felt a bit sad looking at the man's slightly trembling eyelashes.
What exactly was he busy with the last couple of days, making himself so exhausted and haggard?
For some reason, Mu Yiliang was certain that whatever he was doing was for her.
Yan Sijue didn't expect that after closing his eyes, he would actually fall asleep until the plane landed.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the mother and son looking at him from both sides.
The man calmly glanced out the window: "Already arrived? Let's go, get ready to disembark."
"Si Jue, what have you been doing these past two days?" Mu Yiliang couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, just some company matters." He said lightly.
Xiaoze quickly exposed him: "Daddy, you never stay up late for work matters. There's nothing difficult enough to require you to stay up late to solve."
