Qiao Chengxun was about to speak when he noticed out of the corner of his eye that his wife's head was sprouting dense black spots. His lips curved into a delighted smile, "Meimei, your hair is growing back."
"Mm-hmm~ Go and prepare the No. 1 medicine for Mu Zhuoshen, I'll handle a room full of girlfriends myself."
"Okay." Qiao Chengxun agreed, then turned to instruct the young maid, "Go fetch the No. 1 medicine."
Bu Qingqing raised her eyebrows, her intuition telling her that the young master and mistress had big plans.
"Ahem, young master, what do you need the No. 1 medicine for?"
"You'll know in the future." Qiao Chengxun intentionally kept it mysterious.
Bu Qingqing pouted, "Yes, I'll go find it right away." With that said, she turned and left.
The spacious dining room only had the family of three left.
