Qin Mu left his side, walked over to Feng Fanghua, and pulled her inside. Feng Fanghua said, "If you want to go in, just go in, why are you pulling me? I still need to look after my grandson."
"Mu Yichen, take care of your son, —— and daughter!"
Mu Yichen stood there looking at the woman who walked inside without turning back but left him with important tasks, his brows filled with helplessness and affection.
"Dad! You don't need to take care of me, just take care of my brother."
Huanhuan lifted her eyes to look at Mu Yichen, speaking to him in an especially understanding manner.
Mu Yichen lowered his deep black eyes, looking at his beloved daughter. Was she worried about tiring her dear dad with what she just said?
Huanhuan looked up at the snowflakes, her big eyes filled with sadness.
