Qin Mingzhu and Mu Qingxin exchanged glances under the table, both biting their lips, not daring to make any sound. It wasn’t until they heard Qin Mu’s high heels walking away that the two of them finally managed to crawl out, both exhaling heavily.

"Frog at the bottom of the well?"

Qin Mu suddenly appeared from behind the bookshelf, uttering the four words with obvious displeasure.

Mu Qingxin shivered, slowly turned her head, and then grinned awkwardly: "Haha! My dear, when did you get here?"

"Haha! When did I get here? You don’t know? Frog at the bottom of the well?"

Qin Mu chuckled too, but in a very pointed way.

Mu Qingxin deeply regretted it to the point of feeling bitter inside, but it was too late for regrets. Words, once spoken, are like water that’s been spilled—it can’t be taken back. Boo hoo.

Seeing things were not going well, Mu Qingxin knew Qin Mu doted on Qin Mingzhu, so she looked to Qin Mingzhu, hoping for her help.

But Qin Mingzhu suddenly stood up: "Oh! I just remembered I haven’t settled an account yet, I’ll go do that!"

"Hmph!"

Qin Mu watched their timid expressions and turned to walk ahead.

Mu Yichen had already gone outside, and Qin Mu went out to join him.

After the two left, Mu Qingxin and Qin Mingzhu began to squabble inside, with Mu Qingxin blaming Qin Mingzhu for not helping out, while Qin Mingzhu awkwardly defended herself.

——

At the Mu Family, during the after-dinner chat time.

"I heard today that your female secretary and the previous secretary assistant went to the police station?"

Feng Fanghua asked her son sitting diagonally across from her after she settled into the sofa.

Mu Yichen slightly raised his eyes. At this moment, apart from the children who had gone upstairs, the rest of the family was present, especially Mu Qingxin, who was eagerly listening for more information.

Mu Yichen still held Qin Mu’s hand in his, hearing Feng Fanghua’s question, he slightly furrowed his brows, then lifted his other hand to gently rub his brow: "Is that so?"

It was a question!

Qin Mu looked at Mu Yichen, then suddenly seemed to understand something, but chose not to confront him about it in front of everyone.

"Really? You didn’t know?"

Feng Fanghua was even more puzzled. She had run into Yang Bo’s mother this afternoon, who encountered the incident while delivering lunch to Yang Bo and informed her about it.

"How would my brother know? He’s been with Qin Mu all day today."

Mu Qingxin, thinking about her slip-up at noon, was determined not to mess up again tonight and quickly spoke up for her brother.

Indeed, as soon as she finished speaking, Mu Yichen gave her a glance. Though that glance was calm, she knew it was her brother’s way of praising her.

"I see, but how did your female secretary get tangled up with Zhang Hongyun?"

Feng Fanghua disliked these women getting mixed together, feeling it was a mess and worrying they’d be a bad influence on her son.

"My brother definitely wouldn’t know about that. He’s always focused on Qin Mu, Qin Mu, and nothing else!"

Mu Qingxin continued to speak on behalf of her brother.

Mu Yichen remained silent, only keeping his gaze on his sister.

Even Qin Mu couldn’t help but look at Mu Yichen, thinking, aren’t you just trying to say your brother is like a frog at the bottom of the well?

"Haha! Am I right, brother?"

Mu Qingxin, seeing no one responding to her, quickly turned to Mu Yichen with a flattering smile.

Mu Yichen chuckled lightly: "Yeah!"

Qin Mu lowered her gaze, noting how well-coordinated the siblings were at crucial times, but she definitely couldn’t let the ’frog at the bottom of the well’ matter go.

However...

Yang Qin and Zhang Hongyun went to the police station?

What was the reason?

The reason could be speculated on later, but Qin Mu couldn’t help but examine Mu Yichen with an investigative gaze, even wondering, did Mu Yichen really know nothing about it?

Would Yang Qin not inform Mu Yichen if she was going out?

Or...

Did he actually know everything but just didn’t want to tell?

"Women getting themselves into a police station isn’t a trivial matter. Is your new secretary reliable or not? If not, just fire her quickly!"

Feng Fanghua pondered for a moment, then remarked with some irritation.

Qin Mu’s eyes flickered, instinctively looking at Mu Yichen once more.

Mu Yichen’s deep, dark eyes also met hers, their gazes locking, but their thoughts unclear.