mu xinan saw his daughter and was worried that his son's frown would relax. before he could ask, mu jingyu had already walked over and explained, " "i'll go wash the thermos and bring it home later. i'll bring some soup over for my brother tonight."
this mu jingyu was less hostile, as if her past willfulness had never existed. whether it was her words or her expression, they all revealed her obedience.
mu xinan nodded. " i'll send you home when your brother wakes up. "
"i can take a taxi back. it's very convenient."
