"Can Little Nuomi accept it?" This was Mu Chongming's greatest concern.
Could the little one accept suddenly having a biological father?
Could she accept the Mu Family?
If not, what should be done?
Mu Jingxi remained silent, lips pursed, deep in thought.
"Alright, I'm not trying to pressure you, just do your best."
Mu Jingxi understood his intentions, and simply nodded lightly, "Mhm, I know."
In the garden, Zhou Junyi was walking leisurely, holding Little Nuomi's hand.
Little Nuomi, cheerfully humming a song, suddenly reached out her little paw to pluck a flower. Zhou Junyi reached out to stop her, "Watch out for the thorns."
Whoosh, her delicate little paw was quickly drawn back.
She tilted her little head up, staring at Zhou Junyi with puppy-dog eyes, her voice somewhat pitiful, "Grandma, Little Nuomi wanted to pick it for grandma."
"Is that so?" Zhou gently smiled, squatting down to pick a flower and handing it to her, "How about this flower for Little Nuomi?"
