How would Mu Zihao know what mood his son was in, he just talked and pulled at his throat unconsciously, because his daughter-in-law was already walking over, and if she overheard, his authority would be gone.
"What are you talking about?"
Feng Fanghua rushed to the kitchen, found the aunt to bring out the most beautiful vase at home for her, and then put the flowers in it.
After Feng Fanghua finished instructing, she happily walked back to the sofa to sit down and didn't argue with Mu Zihao any further, but when she saw her son looking unhappy, she asked worriedly: "Do you have a cold? Why do you have such a frown on your face?"
Mu Yichen...
Qin Mu also curiously glanced at Mu Yichen, but after just one look, she stopped looking.
Mu Yichen sighed helplessly, looked at his wife with a shallow gaze of concern, and found that his wife wasn't looking at him at all, so he responded: "I have a bit of a headache!"
