Mu Jin Huan wrapped his arm around Nan Wan's waist, taking two steps back with her. When he looked at Mu Jinqian, his dark eyes regained their calmness and distance, though the latter was not so apparent.
He answered faintly, "Just arrived, we're about to go in."
Mu Jinqian glanced at the seemingly awkward Nan Wan, with an expression of understanding but chose not to expose it, "Then you two go in first, I'll park the car in the garage."
"Okay," Mu Jin Huan responded, then put his arm around Nan Wan's waist and took long strides toward the yard.
The snow had stopped again for a while. The snow accumulated in the yard from last night hadn't been cleared, crunching underfoot.
There was also a snowman, obviously the handiwork of the little Mu Qingqing.
Nan Wan sensed the change in the man's mood beside her and proactively linked her arm with his.
Mu Jin Huan turned his head, seeing the gracefully smiling Mrs. Mu, so he smiled as well.
