In his eyes, there was truly no corner that couldn't be dug up, including… Mu Lin.
No longer paying attention to the illogical people, Gu Muqing took Mu Lin's hand, looked at her, smiled affectionately, the look in his eyes was vastly different from how he looked at Mi Zheng, "Linlin, you haven't eaten yet, right?"
It was lunchtime, between eleven-thirty and twelve, Gu Muqing had deliberately chosen this time to come, with the intention of having a hearty meal with his future daughter-in-law and discussing some family matters.
He also wanted to help his precious son, who had no understanding of girls, learn more about when his daughter-in-law would be able to enter their Jing family's main gate.
However, it seemed that he didn't need to inquire any further, as Mu Lin had already given an answer just now.
So, it was up to his son next.
