"Qingtian? Why did you come down?"
Looking up and seeing Huang Qingtian's tall figure at the stairway entrance, Mu Weidong seemed somewhat guilty.
This was not just apparent in his expression. From the hurried way he packed away a stack of photos into his pocket, it was also evident.
And with such hasty movements, Mu Weidong inevitably missed something.
A photo, accidentally fell to the ground...
Because of the carpeting, the fallen photo didn't make any sound.
Perhaps for that reason, Mu Weidong didn't notice.
But Huang Qingtian had already spotted it and subtly shifted his gaze away from that spot.
"I was a bit thirsty, came down for some water!"
Saying so, Huang Qingtian went to the kitchen first and got himself a glass of warm water.
"Dad, would you like some water?"
Huang Qingtian came up to Mu Weidong.
He noticed that the photo Mu Weidong had initially dropped was still not picked up.
"No. Just drank some..."
