In the villa of Imperial Mansion, when Fu Mingyu came out of the shower, he saw Wen Nuan lying on the bed, chatting on a video call with Bai Heshu while holding a tablet.
Looking at Wen Nuan's camisole nightdress, then his own bathrobe, Fu Mingyu quietly left the bedroom and went to the living room.
"Mom, Auntie called me today, she said Grandma's birthday is at the end of the month and asked me to come back to celebrate."
Chatting idly with Bai Heshu, Wen Nuan spoke about shopping at the mall, and naturally mentioned Old Madam Wen's birthday banquet.
With a wary expression, Wen Nuan wrinkled her nose and said, "Mom, Grandma's birthday is in January, even if it's early, it can't be this early. Do you think they're plotting something again?"
Unusual occurrences must have hidden reasons, Wen Nuan thought, the old saying must be true.
Seeing her daughter wrinkle her nose in the video, Bai Heshu found it amusing.
This girlish version of Wen Nuan was like a little girl.
