"No, nothing!"
She defended herself slyly.
At the same time, she caught Mu Qianshui's glance.
"Sorry, Mrs. Mu, I just remembered something important. I need to leave first!"
Mira hurriedly found an excuse and immediately turned on her heel, running off.
"Eh…"
Ning Zitong found it odd and noticed that as Mira turned away, she was clearly holding a yellowish kraft paper file bag.
"Mom, don't mind Mira. She often acts all jittery and strange."
Mu Qianshui sat up from the hospital bed and spoke to stop her.
"She just mentioned a report earlier. What kind of report?"
"Oh, a while back at a jewelry exhibition, I fancied a piece of jewelry. So, I asked Mira to have it appraised."
She explained calmly, as if that were truly the case.
Ning Zitong nodded thoughtfully.
"Mom, how's brother doing?"
Mu Qianshui tried to change the subject, and as soon as she spoke, Ning Zitong frowned.
