"You don't have to remind me. I know what to do. Don't worry. " Mu Yalan gritted her teeth and said.
Just as Lu Qian was about to say something, Zhang Rou had already changed her clothes and came down from upstairs. A thought suddenly flashed across Mu Yalan's mind and she sneered.
"Auntie, is Qinglee home?"
"She is. She has not been feeling well these two days and has been resting at home. It was just a little better and it made my heart ache when I saw it. "
A trace of worry flashed across Lu Qian's eyes. In the next second, it was deeply hidden in his eyes. His gaze involuntarily looked in the direction of Xia Qinglee's room.
His every move naturally did not escape Mu Yalan's attention.
She sneered in her heart but her face did not change. "Auntie, can we bring Qinglee along too? One more person also has one more opinion, right?"
Just as she finished speaking, Lu Qian gave her a fierce glare.