Qin Mu looked at the innocent smiles of the children and, inexplicably, her eyes started to feel moist.
"Mom, when you go back to Paris this time, how often will you come to see us?"
Huanhuan and Chengcheng already knew about Qin Mu leaving, but they took it in stride.
"What do you think?"
Qin Mu held a glass of red wine, but she wasn't in a hurry to taste the red liquid inside, merely inspecting her daughter's mischievous eyes with delight.
"Hmm! How about once a week?"
Huanhuan's eyes flickered, thinking that she and her brother have rest days every week and would like to see their mom then.
"Okay!"
Qin Mu nodded in agreement.
"Can Dad also take us to Paris to see you?"
Chengcheng blinked and asked Qin Mu.
"Your dad is very busy at work, but someone else can take you! You'll always be able to go if you want to play."
After hearing her son's words, Qin Mu furrowed her brows slightly but quickly relaxed and explained to her son with good humor.
"Dinner time!"
