Wife's slave, mommy's boy, siscon...

"Yes, I've obediently waited for mommy to come home!" He flashed her a brilliant smile.

She put him down and walked over to Mu Yazhe to hug his shoulders from behind.

"When did you come home?"

The man naturally held her hands as he replied, "4 PM."

As soon as the man spoke, she could tell from his cold tone that he was not in his best mood.

"You seem to be… in a bad mood?"

Fatigue and sullenness flashed across his narrowed eyes before they quickly regained their calmness. He gave her a wry smile. "I'm not."

"No? From your tone, you appear to have something on your mind."

Being highly attuned to emotions, she could instantly tell that he was troubled.

He, however, reassured her. "Don't overthink it; I'm fine."

He then pivoted on his feet and looked questioningly at her. "Where have you been?"

"Oh, I went to the mall this afternoon to purchase some daily necessities."

"Purchase? What's there to purchase?"