"Don't overthink it!"
Mu Yichen gave a curt instruction, his dark eyes piercing straight into hers, making her ears buzz with a ringing noise out of sheer fright.
"Oh!"
Seeing her blank stare, Mu Yichen could tell that she hadn't really taken his words to heart.
This afternoon was particularly grueling for Qin Mu. The air outside was damp, and upon getting home, she immediately went upstairs to change into thicker clothes before coming back down.
Mu Yichen had already left for work. Mu Zihao was also off to the pharmaceutical factory. Feng Fanghua stayed home with Chengcheng, who was crawling around on the carpet like an oversized caterpillar, while Feng Fanghua watched on, grinning ear to ear.
"Why does this little guy love crawling so much?"
Qin Mu muttered to herself, utterly puzzled.
"He's just a baby. If he's not crawling, do you expect him to get up and walk for you already?"
