"Qian Cheng, why don't we ask Grandpa for help?" Xue'er was still a bit worried and suggested. She knew of Mr. Mu's status. As long as he stepped in, not to mention a Mr. Lu, even those big shots would have to show him some respect.
"Xue'er, there's no need to trouble Grandpa with such a small matter. I can handle it myself. Trust me!" Mu Qiancheng said earnestly. He knew Xue'er was worried for him and meant well. But this really was just a minor issue, and he could deal with it himself.
Moreover, in his opinion, although Mr. Mu held a high status, it was better not to trouble him unless necessary. It wouldn't benefit either him or Mr. Mu to do so.
Since Mu Qiancheng had put it that way, Xue'er didn't insist. She knew that at this time, all she needed to do was stand behind Mu Qiancheng and support him.
Reaching out, she hugged Mu Qiancheng, resting her head on his chest, quietly savoring this rare moment of tranquility and warmth.
