241: Face-slapping, who told you Wen Lan died?_3

Yesterday evening, Mu Qingli went to bed too late and didn't get up until after 8 o'clock the next morning.

"Lili, get up! Come on, we're about to eat," Qi Huai stood in the dining room, smiling and waving at her.

Eat?

Mu Qingli was stunned for a moment. "Are we having breakfast?" She was still half asleep and had no idea what time it was.

"That's right, breakfast. Hurry up, we are going to your godmother's house after eating," Qi Huai said with a smile.

Mu Qingli was stunned again. "Are we going today?"

"Yes," Qi Huai nodded.

They should have gone yesterday, but other guests had come over, so they had to change the plan to today.

"Oh," Mu Qingli mumbled as she walked downstairs in a daze.

Qi Huai couldn't help but urge her, "Lili, hurry up. Let's eat quickly so we can set off before more guests arrive and we can't leave."

Mu Qingli quickly walked over to the dining table and sat down.