Mu Yichen lifted his eyes and watched Qin Mu come down from upstairs in simple jeans and a blue shirt, and found he couldn't look away.
Qin Mu quickly dropped her gaze, tucking away that firm and stubborn look in her eyes.
Only then did Mu Yichen turn his head back to look at the little guy lying on the sofa, and he just felt a wave of irritation.
Qin Mu sat down beside him, picked the little guy up into her arms, then said to their son and daughter, "You two go wash your hands, it's time to eat!"
"Okay!"
The two kids, because there was an even smaller one at home now, seemed extra sensible and ran off to wash their hands without a word.
"Where are Mom and Dad?"
Mu Yichen sat slouched to the side watching her smile at someone else's kid, and the more he watched the more he felt annoyed and unsettled, so he asked her lightly.
"They went to a cocktail party. Grandpa and Grandpa from the Jing Family went out to eat together."
Qin Mu answered, but didn't even lift her head.
