"After all these years, every time they argue, he leaves the house, sigh!"
Mu Zihao let out a sigh.
"How do you know they argued?"
Feng Fanghua asked him.
"If they hadn't argued, would he rush out so early? Especially at this time, he must have been asking for something and didn't get it."
Mu Zihao speculated.
Feng Fanghua suddenly fell silent again, her waist dared not to straighten up, and as she walked back, she whispered, "Get someone to find Qin Mu for me, I want to have a talk with her."
"This early in the morning, let her stay alone for a while, talk later."
Mu Zihao gently reminded her.
Feng Fanghua said nothing further, supported by Mu Zihao, returned to the house, and lay on the bed.
Mu Zihao later went downstairs, originally thinking Mu Yichen had gone out, but then he saw Mu Yichen playing chess with the old man downstairs, his expression no longer as cold and harsh as it had been.
