Mu Yichen was quite upset by her behavior, but luckily, he heard the voices of his daughter and son, so he temporarily didn't bother arguing with her and got up to walk outside.
"Oh! Daddy, you're home so early!"
Huanhuan was just about to run upstairs when she saw Mu Yichen and immediately turned around, running into his arms, excitedly speaking.
"Mmm!"
Mu Yichen responded, holding Huanhuan's hand as they walked toward the sofa.
Seeing him return, Feng Fanghua couldn't help but mutter: "You really do leave early and come back early. If that's the case, why not leave early every morning from now on!"
Mu Yichen...
"You're truly my real mom!"
He slightly lifted his gaze, watching the woman who was talking while untying the scarf from her neck, and then turned to look at Chengcheng. Chengcheng seemed to have a telepathic connection with him, sensing his bad mood, shook his head with a giggle, and hid in his grandmother's arms.
Mu Yichen...
