C508

Mu Qinghuan's cheeks were burning with embarrassment, but she pretended as if nothing had happened as she coughed, "Are you done cooking?"

She would not admit to what she just said even if she was beaten to death!

"Wife, repeat what you said to your son just now." Sure enough, Ji Chenyuan said.

Mu Qinghuan, of course, refused. "I won't say it, but you've already heard it