In love?
When Old Lady Mu heard these three words, she was so excited that the flower in her hand fell straight to the ground.
Clatter.
Old Lady Mu looked at Mu Xiaoxiao eagerly, "What did you say? Your father is in love? Really or not?"
She had waited for more than twenty years and finally saw the day.
Old Lady Mu had been worried that she wouldn't live to see her son get married.
It seemed her worries had been for naught.
"Really." Mu Xiaoxiao nodded.
"How did you find out about this?" Old Lady Mu looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, her eyes full of curiosity.
Compared to Old Lady Mu's excitement, Mu Xiaoxiao's face was filled with disgust for her father's unknown girlfriend, "My assistant saw Dad with that woman when he was out playing."
"Amitabha, the Buddha must have blessed us!" Old Lady Mu immediately clasped her hands together, thanking the Buddha non-stop, not even noticing the inappropriateness in Mu Xiaoxiao's words.
