Mu Xiangwan reveled in the warmth of his embrace, she looked up at him, asking, "Will Song Wenbin come?"
Su Chaoyang's expression faltered for a moment, "I don't know. I called him this afternoon, but he said he's busy tonight, if he finished, he'll come."
He also understood that it could probably be an excuse, Song Wenbin may feel somewhat unable to face this group of brothers, even less able to face him and Wanwan. So, this was probably a pretense he came up with.
Mu Xiangwan also figured it out, her eyebrows frowned, "Is he making an excuse? You haven't come back for so long, doesn't he have time to even have dinner?"
Su Chaoyang patted her shoulder, "There are some things he needs to slowly get over, all we can do is quietly wait."
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