Who is the Stand-In? 22

Gurgle, gurgle...

Water splashed everywhere, soaking Mu Qichen and Mr. Mu's expensive coats.

The cold water hit his head, causing Mu Qichen to shiver all over. The excitement rushing to his brain gradually dissipated. He leaned on the edge of the sink with one hand, bowing his head and panting heavily. His eyes still appeared somewhat dazed and unfocused.

"Are you awake?"

Mr. Mu raised his hand to turn off the water, took off his clothes, and draped them over his arm, frowning as he asked.

Mu Qichen cleared his throat but didn't respond.

"Speak up, what happened?"

Mr. Mu squinted his eyes slightly. "Your condition is off. Did Zhao Jingshu scheme against you?"

"Yes... no, it's nothing."

Mu Qichen raised his head with a cold gaze, staring at himself in the mirror, and said in a deep voice, "Dad, don't worry about this. I will handle it."

He couldn't blame Zhao Jingshu.