Mu Zhirou returned home.
"Xiaocao, you're back, come in quickly, it's the holiday season, what are you doing outside? No matter where you go, you should come home. Really."
Upon hearing the name Xiaocao, Mu Zhirou paused for a moment.
She had just gotten used to this name recently, and now, suddenly being called Xiaocao again, she felt a strange sensation in her heart.
She quite liked the name.
Because it was given to her by He Ziming.
She blinked her eyes, didn't say anything, and went inside first.
Because she wasn't in a good mood, she didn't notice why her family was suddenly treating her so well, even speaking to her so politely...
Watching her go inside, Father Mu continued to talk outside, "Is the child suffering from something? She doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Why don't you take her to buy some new clothes or something to cheer her up?"
