Yan Xia looked at the scene before her, feeling a sense of eeriness. Just when she was trying to figure out how to dissolve the awkwardness, Pu Junyan entered the first-floor living room.
"Ruo'an, have Wanwan and the others chosen their rooms yet? Once they have, let's prepare lunch."
Pu Junyan raised his head and looked around. When his gaze landed on Mu Qianxun, he couldn't help but pause for a moment.
But quickly, Pu Junyan put on a stern face and said, "You little rascal, what are you doing here? And standing on the stairs? Get down!"
"Dad!" Mu Qianxun sounded slightly exasperated. He then turned to Xia Yiwan, "You all go and choose your rooms first. I'll explain when you come down."
Xia Yiwan nodded, "Okay."
Although she didn't know what was going on with Mu Qianxun's family, she was ready to embrace it.
After all, she firmly believed that Mu Qianxun meant her no harm, otherwise, she wouldn't be standing here unscathed.