Mu Yichen glanced at the empty dining room, and the gloom lingering in his dark eyes was eventually concealed by his long lashes.
The dinner was particularly harmonious.
Qin Mu rolled up his white sleeves and couldn't help but laugh while serving Huanhuan soup and watching her deliberately make a drooling face.
"Is the soup Daddy made that delicious?"
Qin Mu asked!
"Yeah! Super amazing!"
Huanhuan said, giving Mu Yichen a thumbs-up as she spoke.
Mu Yichen raised an eyebrow helplessly. His daughter had already learned to praise him, and it was indeed something worth celebrating.
"I want to drink some red wine, how about you?"
"Just a little!"
Qin Mu looked up at the man across from him and said.
Mu Yichen stood up to get the red wine, and Qin Mu placed Huanhuan's bowl in front of her: Be careful, it's hot! Blow on it before you drink!
"Okay!"
