"Lili, have you had breakfast?" The screen switched back to Mrs. Fu.
Mu Qingli turned the camera toward the dining table, "We're having breakfast right now. Auntie, you must be preparing for lunch over there, right?"
New Zealand is 5 hours ahead of China.
At this time, it was a bit past 6 o'clock in the morning in China, so it was a bit past 11 o'clock in the morning in New Zealand.
Mu Qingli chatted with Mrs. Fu while eating.
Fu Lanshen leisurely sipped his milk. The two had been chatting for so long, and Mrs. Fu hadn't mentioned him even once. Good, it seemed that Mrs. Fu had already forgotten she had a son.
"Master, Seventh Master." Song Jiu was excited inside. He walked over to Fu Lanshen and, looking at Mu Qingli who was video calling Mrs. Fu, whispered, "Aren't you going to introduce her?"
Just now, he had sworn that he wasn't hiding any beauties, even lying that the person upstairs was the old lady of the Fu Family!
Tsk tsk tsk!
All men are indeed scoundrels.