When Nan Wan opened the door, Mu Jin had already heard the sound. But Pea was quietly enjoying her pacifier, showing no sign of letting go, so he couldn't move.
His handsome brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced up at the woman, "What nonsense are you on about again?"
Nan Wan walked into the study, placed her son on the sofa, casually tossing a ball she held in her hand.
She looked at the adorable little one sticking close to the man, feeling a bit jealous.
Why couldn't he be attached to her like that?
She kicked off her slippers, lazily nestled into the sofa, intentionally dragging her tone, "You've been spending time alone with An Ge ever since you got home, ignoring our Jiu Jiu who you left downstairs. Children may be young, but they're sensitive."
How could Mu Jin Huan not see that the little woman was stirring up trouble again?
His expression remained unchanged, calm and composed.
