Gu Qian almost choked on her noodles, barely swallowing before she looked up at Mo Beichen in shock, "What did you say?"
Mo Beichen saw her expression, and his palm itched with the urge to pat her head, but he restrained himself. He moved his wrist slightly, gently rubbing the expensive cufflinks. "Come home with me."
Gu Qian pushed the noodle bowl slightly aside, looked at him seriously, "Mr. Mo..."
Mo Beichen frowned slightly, interrupting her unhappily, "If you keep using such a distant title, you're done for."
After hearing her long-missed "big brother," Mo Beichen didn't want to hear any other form of address from her; it was the only thing he could tolerate so far.
Gu Qian took a breath and directly skipped the issue of how to address him, "I can't go back with you. I remember when I left home, we were already divorced, so..."
"So?" Mo Beichen frowned, "You still want to live in that tiny place?"
