"Humph, I just got back yesterday, and today I’m already annoyed!"

Feng Fanghua sighed, then continued, "As soon as she comes back, she’s always clinging to me. What was she doing before?"

Of course, Feng Fanghua was only boasting to outsiders about her daughter coming home to keep her company, but Mu Qingxin listened and was so shocked her eyes nearly popped out. Her mom, her mom, her mom actually disliked her so much in front of others?

"She hasn’t seen you for so long, of course she’d want to stick around you! It’s just like when she was still in school, spending time with you. Unlike our kids, they don’t even come near me."

A wealthy woman saw through Feng Fanghua’s mind and followed up with her words, making Feng Fanghua feel quite comfortable.

Mu Qingxin had some little thoughts in her mind, but she didn’t dare say much. Ever since she was young, she hated listening to adults gossip, and it was still the same now. But she was used to it, and suppressing her feelings had almost become an instinct. Thinking it over, not coming back often, spending time with her mom was probably the only thing she could do, so she felt much better all of a sudden. She leaned softly on her mom’s shoulder until they reached their private beauty room where she accompanied her mom for a beauty treatment.

And just after twelve noon, Mu Qingxin was having lunch with the group of people she disliked the most, while at the Mu Family house, it was quiet with only two people at the table.

Until Mu Yichen’s phone rang, it was a call from Yang Qin, and in the quiet dining room, those ambiguous little things quietly faded away.

"What did Old Qiao say?"

Mu Yichen’s face wasn’t looking too good.

"Qiao Yi went to K City today, did you forget?"

Yang Qin furrowed her eyebrows, surprised that Mu Yichen had forgotten Qiao Yi wasn’t in town today.

Mu Yichen’s brows furrowed. "I forgot, let’s get Zhao Huai then. I’ll personally call Zhao Huai, you don’t have to worry about this."

Mu Yichen pinched his brows, initially planning to go out for business after the rain stopped, but at breakfast, he heard that the wife planned to work from home, so he forgot.

"Okay!"

Yang Qin agreed and hung up the phone. After hanging up, for some reason, her eyes felt heavy. When she raised her hand, she found something wet at the corner of her eyes.

Astonished! A silent bitter smile! She continued working earnestly!

After hanging up, Mu Yichen immediately called Zhao Huai. Before answering, Zhao Huai reminded Qin Mu, "Just start eating first."

Qin Mu wasn’t particularly hungry, but after hearing him, she casually ate some sugarcane.

"Head to the east district. There’s been a lot of rain lately, remind everyone to be careful. If there’s any trouble, try to calm things down!"

"Understood. I just went upstairs to communicate with Yang Qin, I’ll head over immediately."

Zhao Huai, serious about work, hung up after saying so. When the elevator opened, he went to find Yang Qin.

He happened to run into Yang Qin, who was quietly wiping away tears. Although Yang Qin’s movements were light, he was still startled.

After putting down the phone, Mu Yichen continued having lunch with Qin Mu, who softly asked him, "Didn’t you say you had nothing on today?"

"Occasionally, even I can get things mixed up!"

Mu Yichen gave a helpless smile, yet his tone to her was infinitely forgiving.

Qin Mu didn’t ask him further. She couldn’t help with his work anyway, but since he made time to spend with her, she couldn’t let him down.

Thinking this way relaxed Qin Mu. She continued having lunch with him, serving him rice.

Because Qin Mu served him soup, Mu Yichen had an extra bowl today!

After lunch, the two of them lounged on the couch watching TV, letting themselves indulge.

Mu Yichen’s long fingers played with Qin Mu’s hair as she lay on his lap watching TV.

"Recently, have you been designing clothes for our daughter and son?"

"Yeah! I’ll finish up this afternoon. By the latest, next weekend, they can wear the clothes I designed."

Qin Mu replied casually, chatting with him.

"What made you suddenly think of designing clothes for them?"

Mu Yichen asked her softly, looking into her eyes with patience and tenderness.

"Because I don’t want to look back and realize I designed for so many celebrities and dignitaries, but neglected to design for my own family."

Qin Mu still spoke lightly, pouring out her thoughts. Mu Yichen gazed at her for a while without speaking.

Later, Qin Mu blinked, like she remembered something.