"I know you're busy at the company because of Dad's accident. It's fine here. You can go and do your work." After Ji Yuanyuan finished speaking, she picked up her chopsticks and started eating the noodles.
Qin Mucheng and Ji Zixuan looked at her with complicated expressions.
After a few bites, Ji Yuanyuan noticed the strange looks in their eyes. "What's wrong?" she asked curiously.
"Which Dad are you talking about?" Qin Mucheng asked.
"Your father, some time ago… Didn't he have a stroke?" At first, Ji Yuanyuan was still full of confidence. However, when she saw Qin Mucheng's expression, her tone gradually became uncertain.
Could it be that there was really something wrong with her memory?
"Yuanyuan, what nonsense are you spouting!" Ji Zixuan opened his mouth, "Uncle Qin, he…"
As his son, Qin Mucheng, would definitely feel uncomfortable hearing Ji Yuanyuan's words.
