Mu Yichen awkwardly yet politely smiled at her: "Sorry, a natural reaction!"

Qin Mu chuckled, a natural reaction?

At this moment, he still has this kind of natural reaction?

"Is Xi Meng about six months along?"

Qin Mu suddenly thought for a moment and asked.

"Probably!"

Regarding another woman’s pregnancy, he couldn’t remember clearly, but Yang Qin had indeed been upstairs for a few months.

Qin Mu didn’t say anything more, but Mu Yichen’s natural reaction never stopped, in fact, it was getting more intense.

Qin Mu subconsciously glanced at him again, very serious, yet a bit nonchalant.

"Is it okay?"

Mu Yichen suddenly softly asked her, Qin Mu saw his Adam’s apple move, knowing he was enduring with difficulty.

But the more he was like that, the more she wanted to hold back on him, so she didn’t say anything, just looked at Mu Yichen.

"Let’s set Yang Qin’s issue aside, we shouldn’t let an outsider affect the feelings between us as a couple. Hmm?"

Mu Yichen gently placed his hands on her waist, soothing, coaxing.

"Hmm!"

Qin Mu agreed, her voice a bit hoarse from not speaking for a long time.

"Good girl!"

As soon as Mu Yichen heard her agree, he immediately pushed her onto the bed, sliding her nightgown up bit by bit above her thighs.

In the middle of the night, rain started again, but by that time they were already fast asleep as a couple.

There were also those, still awake.

Heartbroken, or in love, or excited, or in pain.

——

Nine o’clock the next morning.

Zhao Huai and Mu Yichen arrived at the office building one after the other, then walked in together. Zhao Huai casually mentioned seeing Yang Qin crying yesterday.

Mu Yichen, wearing clothes designed by Qin Mu herself, strode through the office building, wherever he went, silence followed.

It seemed that the air around froze because of him; Zhao Huai, following just a step behind, felt a bit uneasy as well.

Upon reaching the top floor, as soon as the elevator opened, Mu Yichen stretched his long legs and walked out briskly.

Having not seen him all day yesterday, upon hearing the elevator ding, Yang Qin reflexively glanced up at him, reflexively greeting: "Good morning, boss!"

Mu Yichen didn’t say anything, just headed straight for his office.

Yang Qin was used to his manner, and quickly lowered her head to organize the things in front of her.

Her heart was beating a bit fast; she involuntarily told herself not to be nervous, not to be excited, not to overthink, to focus on work, and not to lose focus.

But the more she warned herself, the harder it seemed to concentrate.

Yang Qin understood that she was struggling to restrain herself, but she must maintain control.

Because she was just a small secretary, without any family background or connections, and importantly, he was a married man, with such an outstanding wife, how could she overstep boundaries?

Thinking of Qin Mu’s high-and-mighty, dismissive gaze, along with the strong ’do not approach’ aura she exuded, Yang Qin unconsciously reined in any improper thoughts.

The last time meeting Qin Mu at the bottom of the office building, she stood there staring at Qin Mu out of curiosity, wondering what prowess Qin Mu had to make Mu Yichen fall at her feet. Until later, when she saw that forbidding look in Qin Mu’s eyes, she realized how firm and arrogant Qin Mu felt; no woman could triumph over Qin Mu, for Qin Mu’s confidence stemmed from Mu Yichen’s indulgence, it was innate.

Before she had settled her emotions, the phone on her desk suddenly rang. Seeing it was Mu Yichen’s number, she immediately picked it up: "Boss!"

"Come in!"

Mu Yichen’s voice was calm.

"Yes!"

Even before she finished saying yes, Mu Yichen had already hung up.

She heard her heart beating wildly again, so abruptly. She tried her best to calm down, then grabbed a stack of documents and got up from behind her desk to head to his office.