fu linchen was very focused on his work. he frowned slightly and pursed his perfectly shaped thin lips.
it seemed that he had encountered something difficult.
it was only then that mu weiwei realized that fu linchen's face looked more haggard than usual. there were even some dark circles around his eyes.
although the dark circles under his eyes were quite light and might not be visible on an ordinary person's face, fu linchen's skin was fair enough, so they were particularly eye-catching.
he wondered what could possibly stump the young master of the fu family.
could it be that something really happened at the presidential palace?
mu weiwei was a little confused. she was hesitating whether she should ask him about it when she suddenly felt someone tugging at her sleeve.
mu weiwei lowered her head and met xiao tuanzi's big, bright eyes.
"tang tang, what's the matter? do you want me to play games with you?" mu weiwei stroked her little head.