"Oh! My son has learned to eavesdrop now?"
Feng Fanghua teased while looking at the figure upstairs.
"Your son has had this ability since childhood, but you don't seem to have much faith in your son!"
Mu Yichen said casually as he walked down the stairs.
Qin Mu sat quietly on the sofa, listening to the mother and son's banter without interjecting.
"If I were too trusting, I wouldn't be your mom!"
Feng Fanghua replied.
"Hmm, I can feel it, but aren't you worried that educating your daughter-in-law like this might make her so anxious she can't work?"
Mu Yichen walked into the living room, took his long strides to the sofa, sat down beside Qin Mu, and effortlessly put his arm behind her back, gently grasping her slender shoulder.
"I'm not that worried. You're not a little boy who can't tell right from wrong."
Qin Mu heard this but disagreed with Mu Yichen's words, thinking, you can't possibly think I'll be worried to the point of losing sleep, do you?
