Mu Yichen stood aside, pushing the stroller and quietly watching; she was always one hundred percent devoted to her work.
Mu Zihao searched in the crowd but couldn't find his wife. When he turned his head, he saw her in a corner chatting with two middle-aged men; it seemed to be his wife.
Feng Fanghua was having a lively conversation when she suddenly felt someone sit down very close to her, which made her turn her head in displeasure. She was startled to see Mu Zihao: "How did you get here?"
"Your son came to supervise his daughter-in-law."
That meant, "I just came along to see what's happening."
As soon as Feng Fanghua heard that, she looked towards the bar and saw her precious son standing there. His dark eyes were indeed filled with worry as they looked at his woman.
"Sigh! Sometimes, the more you fear losing something, the more likely it is to happen."
