"Don't be so sensitive, I was just trying out the size, I didn't even complain, so that's pretty good."
Feng Lin laughed and took off his mask and hat.
Mu Xiaoyu puffed up her cheeks a bit and handed a large bag of Chinese herbs to Feng Lin, "Here!"
Feng Lin took it, glanced at it, and nodded slightly, "Not bad, if there's nothing else, let's go back."
"Okay, I'm off today, and I do want to relax a bit."
Mu Xiaoyu nodded and drove Feng Lin back.
"By the way, take me to Zhao Yiqiang's estate first."
Along the way, Feng Lin suddenly turned to Mu Xiaoyu.
"Sure!"
Mu Xiaoyu saw that there was still plenty of time today and planned to visit as well.
When they drove to the Zhao Family's estate, Mu Xiaoyu and Feng Lin went straight in without being stopped by security.
After arriving in the living room, Mu Xiaoyu discovered that Zhao Yiqiang had already come out of his bedroom and was sitting on the sofa watching the news.
"Mr. Zhao, why are you up?"