Be Gentle

It was Mu Mingyu.

He was drenched in sweat, panting heavily, as he said to Sheng Ting, "I have urgent news to discuss with you."

Yun Qingqing, who had caught on, hurriedly poured a glass of soy milk for Mu Mingyu. It had to be something incredibly urgent for him to come running like this.

Taking the soy milk, Mu Mingyu downed it in one gulp; he was genuinely thirsty.

"Uncle Mu, here's a tissue to wipe your sweat." Accepting the tissue from Baozhu, Mu Mingyu smiled warmly. "Baozhu is such a good girl. Next time, Uncle will bring you some candy."

"Thank you, Uncle Mu." As she spoke, Baozhu handed Mu Mingyu a pen.

After elegantly sipping his coffee, Sheng Ting finally rose and said to Mu Mingyu, "Let's go to the study."

Watching Sheng Ting and Mu Mingyu leave, Yun Qingqing furrowed her brows lightly. She was quite curious about the urgent matter, but of course, she only entertained the thought and didn't follow them.

In the living room, she helped Baozhu with her braids.