Qin Mu today afternoon took an order; it was for a foreign singer who wanted to hold a concert during the May Day holiday, and she had to start preparing in advance, so she was currently pondering how to position those few outfits.
Upon hearing the voice, Qin Mu raised her head, "Mom, why haven't you gone to sleep so late?"
"I came to have a chat with you."
Feng Fanghua spoke, not caring whether she was interrupting her or not, she walked over to the sofa to sit down, then lifted her eyes to look at her.
Qin Mu was startled, her heart actually trembled momentarily.
Feng Fanghua's gaze was sharp, as if she could easily see through people's thoughts.
"I'm asking you, was Zhuo Wen's injury caused by that kid Mu Yichen?"
Feng Fanghua clasped her hands together, asking very seriously.
"No! It was me!"
Qin Mu blinked, realizing what had happened and didn't hide it.
Feng Fanghua was startled by her calm admission.
"You hit Zhuo Wen? Why?"
