"Mmm," Mo Shiche also put an end to his teasing, and forwarded the flight information to him, "Everything in Vancouver has been arranged. Luo Qiangwei, bringing two..."
He paused for a moment, then quickly corrected himself, "One person bringing a two-year-old child will definitely be a bit challenging, but I've already found reliable domestic help. They will take the initiative to visit her once she's settled in."
Perhaps Mo Shiche's tone was too calm and unemotional, without any fluctuations, so Muo Huangnian didn't pick up on anything amiss. He opened the email to check the flight, which was scheduled for the day after tomorrow at noon.
After a moment of silence, he asked, "Tangtang is leaving, aren't you going to see her off?"
"No," Mo Shiche said quietly, "Haven't I already married Sheng Miao? It's not appropriate for me to send her off. She's leaving and will never return, and she won't have any contact with this place again. I will become entirely a thing of her past."
