Qin Mu arrived in the living room, and Huanhuan, who was watching cartoons, looked up: "Mom, why aren't you helping in the kitchen?"
Qin Mu snorted, thinking to herself that she wouldn't go; standing next to him felt unbearably uncomfortable.
This time seeing him, Qin Mu felt like they had nothing left to talk about.
Could it be because she suddenly left Rongcheng and hurt him?
Qin Mu speculated, but was also annoyed at herself for always guessing wildly, since her guesses never matched his actions.
"Mom can't cook!"
Qin Mu murmured, feeling justified, and sat down beside them.
"Who says mom can't cook?"
Chengcheng tilted his head, looked at Qin Mu with innocent eyes, and defended her.
Qin Mu...
"Exactly! Mom's cooking is delicious!"
Huanhuan added.
Qin Mu...
Thinking that they've probably gotten used to gourmet food, and now find comfort in the simple dishes from my humble kitchen?
