Qin Mu lightly explained, feeling a bit nervous, carefully watching the expressions of the elders.
She wasn't sure if she could get away with it.
It was then that Mu Yichen realized that those chaotic things over there were all bought by Qin Mu. All these years spending with Qin Mu, he indeed hadn't seen her spend lavishly like this, so...
Her mood wasn't much better than his!
"Sigh! You two! How old are you now? Hmm?"
The grandfather was both troubled and caring, asking them gently, but his eyes were full of doting.
When Qin Mu heard the grandfather ask such a question, she knew that he understood everything, so she lowered her eyes again.
The aroma of roasted sweet potatoes on the table kept wafting to her nose. Qin Mu wanted to eat some roasted sweet potatoes but didn't dare to say it. She wanted to remind everyone to eat while they were hot, but feared Feng Fanghua's scolding for being improper, so she continued sitting quietly.
