Mu Qingxin looked at Feng Fanghua's somewhat unpleasant expression and felt a bit nervous.
"Unhappy? My grandson and granddaughter have come back, why wouldn't I be happy? By the way, where are my two dear grandchildren?"
Feng Fanghua's eyes shifted slightly, and the next moment, she became sharp again.
"Qin Mu took them to the apartment. Now only your 'grandson' is playing in the playroom. If you cherish him, cherish him first!"
Mu Qingxin noticed her mother was only concerned about her grandchildren and spoke with a hint of sourness.
The aunt who was just talking to Mu Qingxin quietly retreated upon seeing the mother-daughter verbal sparring. Once Mu Qingxin returned, the house instantly became livelier, relieving the household staff a bit.
"What are you saying? Even though Zifeng is a grandson, I treat him just like my own grandson. Did that woman just come back with you all?"
Feng Fanghua moved to sit on the couch, lifting her eyes to size up her daughter, and asked slyly.
