C192 For This Kind of Thing a Small Fire Was Simmering Slowly

After Mu Jin entered the study room, Elder Mu's expression improved a lot.

There was even a hint of a smile on his face. "Come, come. Sit down. Have you eaten dinner?"

Mu Jin nodded, "Yes, I have. Dad, what happened just now? I saw that you were angry with Tinetine again."

Elder Mu couldn't help but snort once again when he thought of Mu Tinetine, "Useless thing, let him ask Chen Morann out