"Mom! Today, Grandma's family came with me to visit you. We're all doing well, and now we have Little Chengcheng. His full name is Mu Chengyang, which was chosen by Grandpa. He looks so much like his cold and distant dad."
"Mom! Happy New Year!"
Later, Qin Mu, holding Chengcheng in her arms and followed by Huanhuan, descended the mountain again to visit the Mu Family's graveyard.
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"Call Mumu's dad over too; let's celebrate the New Year together as a family."
Before nightfall, the old man spoke to his son.
Mu Zihao nodded and stood up, "I'll go and bring him personally."
As Mu Zihao finished speaking and was about to leave, he coincidentally ran into Mu Yichen returning home, which gave him quite a start.
Mu Yichen's face was somewhat dark, whether from the evening sky or something else, Mu Zihao stared at him for three seconds, "Where were you last night?"
"There was some business at the company."
Mu Yichen answered, then asked in return, "Where are you going?"
