Feng Fanghua spoke as if those memories were still vivid in her mind.
Listening to her, Qin Mu felt somewhat like an outsider.
"Bring it back and share some, it's good to eat,"
Mu Zihao thought quietly, feeling that the cabbage from his own garden had to be shared to taste its best.
"That would be great, but I wonder who would still care for a cabbage that's just a few cents per pound nowadays."
"Rest assured, I promise to help you finish them,"
Mu Zihao looked up at Feng Fanghua, his gaze full of commitment to her.
Feng Fanghua was rendered speechless by his look.
Qin Mu, sitting diagonally opposite them, watched and felt that Feng Fanghua's gaze towards Mu Zihao was filled with love and trust.
Later, Mu Yichen was holding his phone while reviewing documents, and Qin Mu occasionally turned her head to look at him, her gaze also full of love.
"Old man of Jing Family, I've heard he's still reluctant to come back?"
Mu Zihao mentioned again.
