Wen Jiaren propped up her body and reached out to feel his forehead; thankfully, it wasn't hot. "Hungry?"
Mu Xiao nodded, a bit shyly, and called out, "Mummy, can you go cook something for Xiao'er to eat?"
Wen Jiaren blinked, looking at him seriously, "I'm not your mummy."
Mu Xiao looked at Wen Jiaren with a smile, "Until my body is healthy, you're my mummy."
Wen Jiaren didn't want to discuss this kind of issue with a child; she had experienced the little guy's stubbornness before. She sighed lightly and asked, "What would you like to eat? I'll have your family's servants cook it for you."
The little guy pouted his lips, "All the servants are asleep."
The servants of the Mu Family didn't have to stay up late; they were all old mothers who couldn't stay awake all night.
In fact, Mu Xiao also wanted to eat something personally cooked by Wen Jiaren.
"I don't cook well."
"It's okay, Xiao'er isn't picky."
In the study, while listening to their conversation, Mu Qian frowned.
