Zhai Yanjun was reassured after hearing this.
She had forgotten that this girl, quiet as she was, was still a military officer of China.
With such a prestigious position, how hard could it be to ask for leave for her younger brother?
After talking about this, Zhai Yanjun stayed for dinner.
At the dinner table, they didn't bring up the events of the afternoon.
Musheng didn't ask further.
Mu Lianmiao came back late again that evening; recently, he had been busy clearing his schedule to ensure they could have a perfect honeymoon trip for a whole month.
He had to not only stay busy but also somehow delegate his excess work to Mu Ming and his own father.
These two were also essential at critical times!
It was all for the sake of enjoying a carefree time next month.
He had developed a habit lately of always placing his hand on Musheng's belly, as if it was the only way he could feel at ease. And after that peace of mind came a long night's sleep.
