In the kitchen, Su Qiqi was finishing breakfast with Jin Lin but there was no sign of Jin Muchen appearing.
Jin Lin looked at Su Qiqi who constantly glanced upstairs, "Mommy, you're not focusing on your meal."
Reminded by him, she doted on him, patting his head, "I'm watching why your dad hasn't come down yet!"
Just as she said this, Jin Muchen had already reached the stairway.
It wasn't until she was at the table that Su Qiqi noticed that Jin Muchen looked pale and somewhat weak.
"What's the matter, Mr. Jin?" Su Qiqi was a little worried.
Jin Muchen's voice was a bit hoarse, but still steady and powerful, "It's nothing, just a slight cold."
"Daddy, take medicine." Jin Lin chirped.
Su Qiqi contemplated, "You should take a sick day today then, I will drop Jin Lin off for you."
"A minor cold won't matter." Jin Muchen's expression was indifferent, not taking the cold seriously.
Su Qiqi was a little worried, but she didn't know how to advise him.
