If Mu Wanrou did not know her place and came after them again, he would readily dispose of her to avoid dealing with that eyesore repeatedly!
Mu Yazhe was not privy to the progress of his son's investigations.
Right now, he had his reasons for keeping Mu Wanrou by his side.
Similarly, he would not bring back Yun Shishi into the Mu family for now.
Thus, he did not go into details about this and simply said, "Rest assured; I'll handle this properly."
"Mu Yazhe, you'd better not let your son down!" The little boy's furrow loosened, feeling rather satisfied with his father's reply.
Once the little boy ended the call and exited the study room, he saw that his mommy had prepared their dinner.
Wholly unaware to the suspenseful confrontation between the father and son, she beckoned her son over as soon as he left the confines of the study room. "Youyou, come and get dinner!"
Youyou was moved – his mommy hardly cooked.
Making his way over to the dining table, a streak of awkwardness made its way on his face and an exasperated smile crept across his lips the moment the two bowls of instant noodles came into his view.
"What is this?"
"Noodles," she answered shyly.
"What is that scorched mess on top of the noodles?" With a stiff expression, he pointed to that unknown, burnt mass swimming in the bowl.
She nervously replied, "That's a sunny side up. I forgot to take note of the heat when I was frying it."
"And this…" Youyou fiddled with his chopsticks and pieces of diced meat emerged from the broth.
"It's square ham. I diced it into pieces. The ham tastes better this way." She explained.
He was speechless for a moment.
"I wanted to keep it simple! Anyway, instant noodles are delicious! Youyou, don't be too picky with your food. Mommy cooked this painstakingly!" She clasped her hands together and pleaded to him with a thick face.
"Mommy, since your culinary skills aren't up to par, aren't you afraid of being unable to get married?"
She responded at once. "Nope."
"Mm? Why?" he curiously asked, proceeding to sit at the dining table.
"It's because Youyou's dishes are the best. Whoever marries mommy will truly be blessed!" she declared with complete satisfaction.
Youyou blushed and rebuked, "Mommy is the meanest!"
A bowl of instant noodles with a sunny side up and diced ham toppings for dinner – having this simplest meal seemed a little miserable.
Still, it had been a while since she whipped up something. No inspiration came to her in the kitchen, so she decided to prepare two bowls of instant noodles, which were simple and convenient to make.
Her son might have dissed her, yet he still finished the entire bowl of noodles down to the very last drop.
His mommy had made it, after all.
Even if the sunny side up had an unappetizing appearance, it was still made with his mommy's efforts, and he would not mind eating it.
Yun Shishi, meanwhile, felt somewhat ashamed. "Youyou, is mommy too irresponsible for serving you instant noodles?"
He asked back in a hushed tone, "Mommy knows herself well enough?"
She went quiet from his words. "…"
"Forget it; I forgive mommy." He placed his chopsticks down and glanced up at her before he said with a grin, "My mommy only needs to be in charge of looking pretty; Youyou will be in charge of earning money and supporting the family!"
"You are barely seven years old! How do you earn money and support the family?" His mommy was teased into laughter by him.
"What if I say that I can do it?" He quipped.
"Hm?" She did not get what he meant.
"Forget it. Mommy is too dumb." The little boy was not courageous enough to be frank with her.
Forget it! Let's wait for a while longer!
He would find an appropriate time to spill everything to her.
Otherwise, he was truly afraid that his dumb mommy would be unable to digest everything.