After Hua Zi left, there was a knock on the door, followed by Mu Qian's voice, "Are you hungry? Come out and eat something."
Wen Jiaren instinctively wanted to refuse. She didn't know what Mu Qian was up to, so she instinctively wanted to reject him. This was a human's innate self-protection.
But when she thought of that fragrance just now, she hesitated. Why not go? Since it was inevitable to face it, why shrink back? In this matter, being guarded equaled cowardice; she should face it positively.
Anyway, she was hungry too. There was no reason to make herself starve, right?
"Coming."
Mu Qian didn't ask more, turned around, and left. Soon, she heard the father and son's conversation.
She had to admire Mu Qian's skill; it was really quite good. This meal Wen Jiaren enjoyed very much. She also found that Mu Qian and his son had good appetites; the three of them finished three dishes and a soup.
After eating, Mu Qian was still responsible for washing the dishes.
