At this time, on the other side of the ocean, in a country with a time difference of nearly 12 hours, wasn't it middle of the night?
The little guy's voice was not as energetic as when he had just arrived in Country Y, it sounded more like he had become much more dispirited.
"Daddy, Ningning doesn't want to be here anymore, Ningning wants to go home."
"Reason!"
Mo Boyuan was not as easy to talk to as Jiang Tingxu.
The little guy on the phone paused, then sobbed:
"It's not fun here, no Daddy, no Jiang Tingxu, no great-grandpa, no Xiao Pang, and the others..." a series of people came out of his mouth one after another.
Mo Boyuan's eyebrows twitched a few times:
"Get to the point."
At times, men could see things more clearly than women in this aspect, the little guy had not said anything yet.
