"Hmm! As long as you're happy!"
Mu Yichen had no choice but to let her go, muttering dispiritedly.
Qin Mu watched from the side, pretending to be calm, but she was secretly laughing inside; it wasn't the first time Mr. Mu had been humbled by his daughter.
Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao couldn't tease their son who was already in a bad mood, so Mu Zihao just said: Let's go!
"Goodbye, Dad! Goodbye, Mom! Goodbye, Great-Grandpa!"
"Goodbye, everyone!"
After Huanhuan said her farewells, Chengcheng found it troublesome and summed it up in four words.
"Grandpa! I'm heading out too. Is there anything you want me to bring back for you?"
"Bring me back a couple of roasted sweet potatoes!"
The old man thought for a moment, missing that taste a bit.
Hearing the words "roasted sweet potatoes," Qin Mu's eyes moved slightly, but she calmly agreed with a smile: "Okay! I'm off then!"
After the old man nodded, Qin Mu turned, slung her bag over her shoulder, and left without a hint of reluctance.
