Jin Jumo pursed her lips, her eyes reddening as she spoke in a trembling voice, "Hanhan, quickly get a tissue for mommy, mommy needs to wipe uncle's face."
Before Hanhan could react, Xixi quickly ran to the bedside table, pulled out a tissue, and handed it to Jin Jumo, "Mommy, quickly wipe uncle's face, his eyes are red, he's about to cry."
Jin Jumo bit her lower lip tightly, the muscles in her cheeks trembling uncontrollably as she took the tissue from Little Fatty Xixi's hand, her hands shaking as she wiped Mu Qinnian's face.
Mu Qinnian looked at Jin Jumo with a mix of amusement and frustration, seeing her try to stifle her laughter until her eyelashes were wet, and he squeezed out a few words through his gritted teeth, "Is it that funny?"
Jin Jumo shook her head vigorously, yet her upper body involuntarily leaned toward Mu Qinnian's chest, tears slipping from the corners of her eyes.
Xixi looked at Jin Jumo blankly.
