Feng Fanghua...
The old man glanced at her, then said to Qin Mu, "Your mother-in-law, she's always trying to add glory to her own son."
"Actually, she really does resemble Yichen when he was young. Look at the way she rubs her forehead; isn't it exactly like Yichen's?"
Qin Mu, who was wondering how to smooth things over, saw Huanhuan seemingly scratching her forehead and said softly to the old man.
The old man took a look, blinked, and then suddenly started laughing: "Well, now that you mention it, she really does!"
Feng Fanghua felt a tug at her heart too, Mu Zihao looked at Feng Fanghua, and his gaze seemed to say: "Don't I always say this daughter-in-law is thoughtful?"
Feng Fanghua was actually touched that after all these years, Qin Mu still remembered some of Yichen's childhood habits. It's no wonder that Yichen couldn't bear to see her suffer.
