107 Compensation Required by President Mu (8)_7

It wasn't until mealtime that Qin Mu finally put down her pen, and as her long fingers moved, she suddenly felt a bit of a twist in her hand. Mu Yichen watched her, put down his chopsticks, and reached out to touch her hand, helping her to massage it.

Huanhuan sat opposite them, watching as Mu Yichen massaged Qin Mu's fingers.

Qin Mu looked up and saw her daughter's big eyes fixed on her hand, then commanded, "Huanhuan, eat your food!"

Huanhuan glanced at her mother, appearing to be disinterested in listening, and continued to stare at her hand as it was being massaged by her father's hand.

Qin Mu felt awkward under her daughter's gaze and wanted to pull her hand away from Mu Yichen's, but she just couldn't manage it.

Mu Yichen massaged her for a good while and kneaded her fingers before finally letting go.

The rest of the meal passed in relative silence, and Mu Yichen didn't bring up Feng Fanghua's matter; it seemed as if the issue had been left behind.