"Mrs. Mu? We have two Mrs. Mu in our family, not sure which one you mean?"
The old man held the precious teapot Qin Mu bought him, about to take a sip of tea, and half-closed his eyes before asking.
"Qin Mu!"
Mu Yichen stood at the staircase with his hands in his pockets, looking around to make sure Qin Mu wasn't there.
"Young Master, the young mistress has gone to the hospital to bring some food to her friend and told me to inform you she might be back a bit late!"
The auntie carried fruits out and mentioned this as she saw Mu Yichen.
Only then did Mu Yichen head towards the sofa, looking quite unhappy.
"Hmph!"
The old man glanced at his grandson, reclining in his chair like an elderly patriarch overseeing his naive grandson.
"What are you 'hmphing' for?"
Mu Yichen chuckled lightly, puzzled, and asked the old man.
"I'm amused at your foolishness! How my granddaughter-in-law managed to fall for someone as childish as you, I have no clue!"
