Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao raised no objections. In any circumstance, she would willingly accompany Hubby, wherever he chose to go.
"Even if it's a banquet, I wouldn't mind. If it comes down to it, I'd gladly don my red battle suit and join the fray!" she declared.
Mo Lian couldn't help but chuckle at her determination. "Qiaoqiao, what's going through your mind?"
Qiao Mu glanced up at him. "Oh, nothing."
Mo Lian leaned in, affectionately nuzzling her head. "That expression of yours gives away your desire to wear your red battle suit into battle!"
Qiao Mu found herself blushing slightly, feeling a touch embarrassed.
"This man seems to have an uncanny ability to read my thoughts," she mused inwardly.
Mo Lian held her delicate hand and reassured, "Don't worry, it's just a banquet we're attending. The main thing is that we've been back for a few days, so it's about time we reacquaint ourselves with everyone."
