Her phone was always in her pocket and always had power.
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After dinner, Qin Mingzhu made a video call to her. Feng Fanghua noticed her phone was in her pocket but didn't say anything, just stood in the living room watching Qin Mu walk to the door to answer the video call.
"Why are you standing by the door? Isn't it cold?"
On a day after it had snowed, it should be very cold. Qin Mingzhu had just been out and got frozen, so she curiously asked Qin Mu.
"Just ate and feeling warm, why are you video calling me?"
At this hour.
"To show you the lavish dinner I made with Dad. It's all homemade, by me!"
Qin Mingzhu said, pointing the camera at the dinner table. Three dishes and one soup looked quite nice, and she sneaked it on Qin Haiming, who said, "Our Mingzhu has finally grown up."
Qin Mu felt not a bit embarrassed, her mood improved somewhat from the initial bad mood, finding Qin Mingzhu's bragging somewhat funny this time.
