Qin Mu suddenly remembered the clothes that Chen Xiaoyi bought for him in the office, and she felt a bit uneasy. Just when she wanted to burst out in anger, a string in her mind reminded her that her position no longer suited having a bad temper, so she held back, only saying softly: "I'll do it myself!"
Mu Yichen didn't even look at her: "You've been sitting for so long, but still haven't seen you pick up your chopsticks!"
Though the words were light and casual, everyone at the table had their own thoughts while listening.
Even Mu Qingxin was reluctant to tease her brother anymore, as her eyes inexplicably grew heavy with mist. She unhappily looked at Qin Mu and noticed Qin Mu's eyes were also weighed down, so she just lowered her head and ate the dumplings heartily.
Jiang Yan watched his wife rarely swallow her pride, put down his chopsticks and lightly placed his hand on her leg.
