Mu Qian let go of Wen Jiaren, and she immediately pushed him away and ran out quickly.
Mu Xiao saw Wen Jiaren's appearance brightened, "Jiaren is eating..."
Mu Xiao watched Wen Jiaren run out and his unfinished words got stuck in his throat, what's wrong with my wife?
Mu Qian came out from inside, glanced at his son, and with an indifferent face, he pulled out two tissues. He wiped the burning sweat from his palm and then threw them into the trash can before picking up his son.
Mu Xiao asked, "Dad, what's wrong with Jiaren?"
Mu Qian said, "Dad doesn't know either."
Mu Xiao, held in Mu Qian's arms, was face to face with him. He reached out with his little hand and wiped his father's flushed lips, "What did you just eat?"
The man thought for a moment and answered, "Jelly."
Little Mu Xiao licked his little mouth, "Is it tasty?"
"…It's alright."
"I want some too."
Mu Qian answered without changing his expression, "If you want some, go downstairs and ask Aunt Ling."