"Since he's not coming back, let's start eating!"
The old man, tired, glanced toward the dining room and uttered a sentence after a curious silence!
"Alright! Sister Zhang, go call the young madam and the children for dinner!"
Mu Zihao nodded, looked at the maid who just arrived, and instructed her, feeling relieved! He thought his father would call him a brat before finishing the matter!
"Yes!"
The maid nodded and then turned around and walked inside.
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Dinner was exceptionally quiet. Qin Mu noticed Mu Yichen's seat was empty, asked nothing, and simply looked up at Chengcheng across the table: "Chengcheng, come sit with mom!"
"Okay!"
Chengcheng looked at dad's seat, thought for a moment, then jumped off his chair and sat beside mom.
Qin Mu helped Chengcheng with his meal, while the elders held their bowls, watching her serve her son, themselves eating little, feeling helpless.
