1204,Fortunately, you're not my enemy
Mu Shaojing glanced at the hand Yu Lingqian had placed on Mu Anran's waist, a devilish smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
He looked at Yu Lingqian provocatively, "Do I need your permission to come back?"
Mu Anran quickly turned her head, tugged at Yu Lingqian, and shot him a stare:
The general meaning was, don't talk to my brother like that.
Since the wife had spoken, Yu Lingqian raised an eyebrow, too lazy to say anything more.
"Today is Mom's memorial day, brother came back especially for this."
Mu Shaojing turned and walked to the front of the tombstone.
The weeds here had already been cleared by Mu Anran and Yu Lingqian before he arrived.
He kneeled halfway in front of the tombstone, placed the lilies he held down, and gently wiped the familiar smiling face on the stone.
"Mom, I'm sorry. I came late!"
Mu Anran knew what Mu Shaojing meant by these words.
