"You're back!"
Mu Yichen sat down first, habitually not greeting anyone. The old man glanced up and, seeing the girl in the pink coat sitting beside him, was quite pleased.
Qin Mu grinned at her, but couldn't make a sound, so she didn't speak.
"Mumu, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
The old man became a bit anxious seeing her just smiling.
Qin Mu quickly shook her head to indicate she wasn't unwell.
"You even put on makeup today, so you should be in a good mood, right?"
Feng Fanghua looked at Qin Mu, curiously asking, seemingly a bit jealous of the old man's concern for his daughter-in-law.
Qin Mu nodded to show she was in a good mood, then her phone rang from her pocket. Qin Mu instinctively took out her phone, then looked up at everyone and said, "I'll go upstairs for a bit."
The voice was barely audible.
The people in the sofa curiously watched her. Her lips moved just now, but that voice? Was it made or not?
Are they too old to hear clearly anymore?
