"Where's your Jiusheng?" Since both of her daughters-in-law's names had the word "Sheng," Xu Pingfei now called their names to differentiate them.
Fang Mu coldly said, "Resting at home."
Since he was always this cold, no one sensed anything unusual from his words.
Qiao Jiusheng stared at Fang Mu's face and revealed a thoughtful expression.
She understood Fang Mu. After all, she had loved him for many years.
Other people could not tell, but she could. When Xu Pingfei had mentioned Qiao Jiuyin just now, Qiao Jiusheng had seen a flash of gloom in Fang Mu's eyes.
The dinner was especially quiet and peaceful.
