Chapter 751 Spilled
- It was already nine. If this was any other day, Mr. Mu would have gone to bed. Mo Han didn’t look surprised, but instead he looked at the bag of meds Mr. Mu was holding. “Are you feeling unwell, Dad?”
- Mu Qiao noticed the meds her father was holding too, so she went up to take it from him. Mr. Mu wanted to hide it, but it was too late.
- “Your mother’s gastric pain struck again. It’s no big deal.”