In the living room, Father Jiang looked at Mu Qiancheng returning and holding Little Reunion, worried that he might get tired, and said, "Qian Cheng, take a break, give Little Reunion to me."
"Dad, it's fine, I'm not tired!" Mu Qiancheng shook his head; how could holding his son make him tired?
These days, all he thought about besides Jiang Xue was his son. If it weren't for the urgent task assigned to him from above, he would have liked to learn from those colleagues who went home every day.
But fortunately, he wouldn't be busy for too many days; once the personnel selection was completed, he could rest for a few days and spend quality time with Jiang Xue.
Mu Qiancheng sat down with Little Reunion in his arms and started chatting with the elderly present.
As for Ming Lan, after being driven away by Mu Qiancheng, she returned to the small courtyard where Jiang Mingzhu lived. With Jiang Mingzhu imprisoned and Ah Yong also in the hospital, the courtyard was desolate.
