Qi Mu's expression paused slightly, and he seemed to want to say something but stopped.

He always eats alone.

It is rare to eat with the Qi family only at the Qi family dinner.

Seeing that Qi Mu hesitated instead of refusing directly, Bo Zining continued to persuade him: "Handsome uncle, will you eat with us?"

Seeing that Qi Mu didn't want to agree, Hua Chang was about to give Qi Mu a way out.

"Okay." Qi Mu nodded in agreement.

Hua Chang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll lead the way."

A moment later, the three arrived at the apartment.

Stepping into the living room, Qi Mu looked around at the layout of the house.

Although the house is small, it has everything and is decorated very warmly.

You can tell at a glance that the owner of the house is a person who loves life.

"Mr. Qi, please sit in the living room for a while. I'll go prepare the ingredients."

After Hua Chang finished speaking, she prepared to take Bo Zining in her arms back to the room.

Unexpectedly, the little glutinous rice dumpling puffed up his mouth and said, "Mom, I'm fine now. I want to stay in the living room to entertain the handsome uncle."

Seeing that Bo Zining's face had turned a little red, Hua Shang gently held Bo Zining's wrist.

After a few seconds, she let go of his hand: "Okay."

Bo Zining's pulse was almost normal, so she had no reason to force Bo Zining to go back to her room to rest.

"Call me if you need anything." Hua Shang reminded and went into the kitchen.

Qi Mu's gaze fell on Bo Zining, and he asked in a low voice, "Zining, can you show me the house your mother drew?"

Bo Zining rolled her eyes, thinking about how to answer.

Before, I just told the handsome uncle that I wanted to exchange contact information with him and show him the house my mother drew.

But she knew very well that her mother didn't want to reveal too much.

"The houses that Mom drew are all in her room." Bo Zining pouted: "Mom has the habit of locking the door, so I can't get in."

Qi Mu's eyes darkened, and he was a little disappointed.

"However, I have some design sketches that my mother drew in my room." Bo Zining changed the subject: "Handsome uncle, do you want to see them?"

Qi Mu nodded immediately.

The next second, Bo Zining walked into the room with her short legs, and soon ran out with a few sheets of parchment, spreading them on the table.

"Hey, these are Mom's old drafts."

Qi Mu picked up one of them and frowned.

The brushstrokes and style of these drafts are very different from Hua Chang's current ones.

He couldn't help but wonder if he had fallen into Bo Zining's trap.

Just then, a "bang" sound came from the kitchen.

Qi Mu's expression changed slightly, and Bo Zining beside him had already rushed to the kitchen.

He had no choice but to follow.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Bo Zining expressed concern.

Hua Chang gently shook her head and said soothingly, "Mom is fine. Zining, go to the living room and wait for Mom to finish cooking."

Qi Mu followed Hua Shang into the kitchen and saw the blood on her hand, and couldn't help but frown.

"You're hurt."

There was such a big cut, but Hua Shang thought it was okay?

"It's okay." Hua Chang looked calm and unmoved.

Qi Mu's impression of Hua Shang changed.

An ordinary woman would probably be horrified if she had such a big cut on her hand, but Hua Shang remained calm.

"Mom, the medicine box!" Bo Zining walked into the kitchen carrying the medicine box.

She glanced at the two of them, then turned around and left the kitchen with a smile, leaving the space for them.

Hua Chang put her elbows together to try to stop the bleeding, and opened the medicine box with her other hand.

Seeing her struggling, Qi Mu's magnetic and deep voice rang out: "I'll help you."

"I can go alone." Hua Shang declined politely.

Qi Mujian frowned slightly, ignoring Hua Chang's words, and took out iodine from the medicine box: "Give me your hand."

"Your other hand is injured, and it's not convenient to bandage it."

Hearing this, Hua Shang pursed her lips and said, "Thank you for your help."

"No trouble." Qi Mu replied calmly, and helped Hua Shang to eliminate the poison with quick movements.

When the iodine ball touched the deepest part of the wound, Hua Chang groaned in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Qi Mu raised his eyes slowly.

"It's okay." Hua Shang pulled the corners of her mouth and curled up a forced smile.

Qi Mu did not respond, but his movements became noticeably gentler.

While disinfecting, he accidentally touched Hua Chang's fingers.

The place where my fingers touched felt slightly hot.

The different feeling gave rise to an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Hua Shang lowered her eyes and watched Qi Mu bandaging her.

His movements were very professional, not like those of a pampered young master, but more like those of a doctor with experience in bandaging.

After a while, Qi Mu helped Hua Shang bandage the wound.

He glanced at the porridge on the chopping board, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly said: "You take a rest first, I will do it for you."

"How can that be?" Hua Chang frowned, "Mr. Qi is a guest. How can we ask him to cook?"

"Do you think you can cook like this?" Qi Mu's eyes fell on Hua Shang's arm wrapped in white bandages.

Hua Shang's expression flashed with unnaturalness. She didn't expect that her hand would slip.

"Go out and wait." After Qi Mu said that, he took over the fresh fish slices that Hua Shang had not finished cutting.

Seeing this, Hua Chang had no choice but to "give" the kitchen to Qi Mu.

Walking into the living room, Hua Shang's eyes fell on the design draft on the table.

She clearly remembered that these drafts had been put away long ago, so how could they appear here?

"Zining, did you take these out?" Hua Chang glanced at Bo Zining.

The little girl nodded obediently: "Yes, handsome uncle wants to see the house you painted, so I took out your old works."

As she spoke, Bo Zining playfully stuck out her tongue: "I didn't show my mother's latest house to the handsome uncle! These were all insignificant things from the past."

Hua Chang chuckled and rubbed Bo Zining's little head.

It seems that Bo Zining took what she said before to heart.

Thinking about the honey water incident today, Hua Chang's face darkened even more. "Zi Ning, are you still feeling unwell? Zi Shen has gone too far this time!"

Knowing that Zining was allergic to honey, he deliberately tricked Zining into drinking honey water.

Could it be that Bo Zishen really came up with such a vicious method alone?

"It's okay now." Bo Zining answered truthfully.

"Zi Ning, do you hate your brother?" Hua Chang asked tentatively.

"I don't hate him. I know my brother did this to get Mom's attention." Bo Zining grinned, revealing two fangs: "No matter what he does, he wants to get Mom's attention. I don't blame him."

I didn't expect Bo Zining to be so kind-hearted.

Hua Chang felt relieved. After comforting Bo Zining, she silently made up her mind to protect Bo Zining.

On the other side, the Bo family.

As soon as Bo Yunyan returned home, he grabbed Bo Zishen's arm and went into the room.

"Dad, you're gripping my hand so hard!" Bo Zishen couldn't help but cry out.

However, Bo Yunyan remained unmoved: "Do you know what you are doing? You are intentionally hurting people!"