Ji Wei felt a bit perplexed, but still turned her head as instructed.
Gu Moqian, wearing a beige thin sweater and casual pants, stood in front of the garden bushes, holding his phone in one hand, with the other hand behind his back.
Ji Wei found his actions a bit puzzling, "What are you doing?"
Being so close, he could have just walked over, yet he called.
"We should go home," the man's deep and magnetic voice sounded in her ear.
"Okay, I'll tell dad first."
Gu Moqian watched as the woman hung up the phone, then walked over to Gu Zhizhou's wheelchair, squatting down and saying something to him.
Her clear and elegant face always carried a gentle and warm smile, holding Gu Zhizhou's hand while talking, her eyes curved in a smile.
Soon, he saw Ji Wei walking over step by step, holding the child.
"You got off work quite early today, is there something going on?" Ji Wei asked as she approached.
