"Perhaps he is gone to drink with his mates," Mia said softly, trying not to lose her cool over something so trivial.
"I am going to call him," she added, reaching for her phone.
"Is that TV?" Yun Qiqi asked upon seeing this unfamiliar device, guessing its use by linking it to the big screen Evan had shown her before. "But why is it so small?"
"Something like that," Noa said, sitting on the sofa. "But it's called a phone and has many more functions."
He wasn't concerned about his Dad.
Not because he didn't love him and didn't care about his whereabouts—but because he had no reason to worry.
He was an adult, and it was natural for him to leave the house.
Even in the middle of the night.
Yet he wasn't answering Mia's calls, causing the girl to sigh in uncertainty.
Noa saw her reaction and said, trying to ease her worry, "He is gonna be okay. Just like you said, he might be drinking with his friends. I think Eagles won yesterday, and he is celebrating."
Mia lowered her brows.
