The clock struck midnight. Bo Yimo glanced at the clock on the wall, and the soft light of the child's eye-protector table lamp shone on her delicate little face.
She held her chin with one hand and smiled. "Mom and dad really haven't come back yet."
She still remembered that when she was very young, every time her parents didn't come home at night, she would think that her father must have gone to participate in an international beauty contest and her mother must have gone to maintain world peace.
Bo yiyan laughed self-deprecatingly as she recalled her childish thoughts.
What beauty pageant, what maintaining world peace.
If they left her and went out with brother at night, it must be Yingluo.
He secretly went to eat delicious food!
Only adults could drink wine and eat delicious food!
Bo yiyan's gaze fell on the pendant in her hand, which had a corner knocked off.
