Although Chen Mo had told his Older Sister about giving Chen Hui money, he still frowned. What was going on with that fellow? Ever since going abroad to study, he had contacted the family less and less. Had he gotten too full of himself or something?
If it was about money, the amount Chen Mo had given Chen Hui was not much—only a few hundred thousand yuan. Converted into Beautiful Country currency, it was even less. While it was enough to cover his schooling expenses, Chen Mo knew Chen Hui was not someone greedy for money. So why had he stopped contacting the family?
It seemed Chen Mo needed to find time to have a proper talk with Chen Hui. This could not continue. How could he not contact the family when their parents were at home? Was he not making them worry?
Since Chen Ping lived with their parents now, she had to go home for dinner in the evenings. When the time came, she would hurry back. If she could not make it home for dinner, she at least had to call and let their parents know. Still, Chen Ping went home whenever she could, mainly because she wanted to keep their parents company.
Chen Mo, on the other hand, had to cultivate at night and did not go home often, which Chen Ping frequently teased him about.
"Are you going home for dinner tonight, or are you planning to just make do on your own?" Chen Ping asked.
Although Chen Mo could mostly eat less now and cultivate more, with spiritual energy supplying his body's needs, he was still someone who loved food. Naturally, he had not left the ranks of Foodies and still wanted something to eat.
After thinking it over, he decided to mooch a