His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 2027 - 580: Mrs. Mu Has Been Led Astray (Part 3)
Mu Qingxin hadn’t even finished speaking when the call was suddenly hung up. Feeling disheartened, she puffed her cheeks and turned to glare at Qin Mu, who was eating greens on the sofa.
"You two are just heartless, I traveled all this way back and this is what you give me to eat?"
Mu Yichen said he was too busy to take care of her and told her to deal with it herself. Seeing the water dripping from the greens on Qin Mu’s table, she truly felt she was down on her luck.
"How about we go home?"
Seeing her so aggrieved, Qin Mu didn’t dare provoke her further and asked her quietly.
"I just came from home, planning to find you guys for a good meal, but... boohoo, one says he’s busy, and the other eats such disgusting takeout."
Mu Qingxin sat on the sofa, feeling wronged, but still picked up her chopsticks.
Luckily, the chopsticks were good. As for the food, she just had to make do; she was really hungry.
Qin Mingzhu sat on the other side, watching the tearful woman eat, thinking that Mu Qingxin still hadn’t changed after all these years, always throwing a fit.
"Zifeng..."
"Zifeng is with Mom!"
Mu Qingxin was not as angry as before, thinking she had only herself to blame for rushing over to find Qin Mu to play.
Qin Mu didn’t ask further, but when Qin Mingzhu shifted her attention while holding the baby in her arms, Mu Qingxin remembered that Qin Mingzhu had given birth.
"Wow! Your second baby, let me see!"
She suddenly put down her chopsticks, reaching out her hands.
"Aren’t you hungry? Eat something first!"
Qin Mingzhu said to her.
"How can I eat this? I’ll eat somewhere else later. Let me see the child; I’ve already prepared the red envelope, you must let me hold him."
Mu Qingxin even prepared a red envelope?
Qin Mu looked at the two women beside her, suddenly realizing they seemed to get along well.
After Mu Qingxin held the little one, he immediately started crying with a "wah," scaring Mu Qingxin so much that she quickly extended her arms, eyes wide open, complaining, "What the hell! This kid doesn’t like me!"
"Well, that’s your own fault; you’ve always been at odds with his mom!"
Qin Mingzhu couldn’t help but laugh, getting up to take the child back into her arms.
"But we didn’t fight anymore when he was in your belly!"
Mu Qingxin doubted if the child held a grudge against her, unconsciously angry and sulking, unconsciously finishing Qin Mu’s untouched bowl of food.
So, the plan to go out for a good meal was ruined.
In the afternoon, after the nanny took the little one away, the three women went shopping together. Feng Fanghua called twice urging Mu Qingxin to come home, and Mu Qingxin kept brushing her off with "I’ll be right back," but continued shopping until it was dark.
And so was Qin Mu.
So, at the Mu Family’s dinner time, several elders and little ones sat at the dining table, but the two women were absent.
The little ones were excited, eager to finish eating and go play, but Feng Fanghua was notably unhappy.
And Mu’s father (Mu Zihao); he should have been the most upset, his face clearly expressing his frustration.
The kids couldn’t understand why the adults were unhappy, but they were eager to play with their friends, so they rushed to finish eating and then ran off.
Zifeng had just arrived, and the three little ones quickly got acquainted and hit it off. As Huanhuan ran, she said to Zifeng, "After you left, the playground changed a lot, new ocean balls, lots of new toys. Come, come with me!"
"I already knew that. I went to play when you were at school!"
"You two run faster, I’m catching up!"
Chengcheng suddenly overtook them, running inside.
The children’s voices echoed in the living room, but the dining room remained cold and silent, and the mother and son had little appetite.
"This is ridiculous; they don’t eat at home on the day they return, leave and don’t know when to come back, and as for your wife, Qingxin is clueless, and she, as the elder sister-in-law, is no help either?"
Feng Fanghua couldn’t help but complain to her son about her daughter-in-law.
Mu Zihao also glanced up at his son, but he was only worried his son was unhappy.
The old man enjoyed his meal, as if their issues had nothing to do with him.
"I should blame your daughter, she dragged my wife everywhere as soon as she got back, knowing full well you always dump all the problems on my wife when it comes to them, totally irresponsible!"
Mu Yichen couldn’t eat, so he put down his chopsticks, leaned back in his chair, and grumbled to Feng Fanghua.
"What? You..."