From birth until now, the only person who has truly treated well is Mu Qingqiu.
The second person is Old Master Qin.
Mu Wan initially thought this house was grand and magnificent, like a castle. But now... upon looking at the decor again, a sudden feeling of ho began to take root.
Old Master Qin, he understands .
Qin Mu had been speaking in a plain, unremarkable tone, but when he noticed the moisture in Mu Wan’s beautiful eyes, he realized her emotions had shifted slightly. His dark eyes furrowed.
Just monts ago, when he ntioned transferring this villa to Mu Wan’s na, she barely displayed any emotion—just shock, but no joy.
And now... she was moved.
Qin Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing at the woman in front of him. His thin lips pressed together. It was getting late, and he had no intention of wasting his ti.
"Mu Wan, let’s talk."
"Alright."
Mu Wan faced the man’s sharply defined features, pressed her lips together, forcing the moisture away from the corners of her eyes, and followed Qin Mu to sit on the sofa.
Qin Mu raised a hand, tugging at the tie around his neck, his gaze casually sweeping over the woman sitting prim and proper before him. His dark eyes betrayed no additional emotion, looking at Mu Wan as though she were a stranger.
"Mu Wan, I believe I made myself clear when I spoke to you outside the school’s art studio before our marriage. Hmm... you’ve seen it for yourself—Grandfather wants to have a great-grandchild. Yet, I’m not planning on being physically involved with you. Apologies, I’m not prepared for that... Therefore, it will have to be arranged through in vitro fertilization."
Mu Wan: "..."
Though she’d heard him say this before, now listening to his cold and emotionless words again felt like a gust of icy wind sweeping rapidly past her ears.
Mu Wan pressed her lips together, looking at Qin Mu in front of her, and murmured softly, "Can I ask you so questions?"
"Of course... That is your right. Hmm, after all, you are the mother of the child."
Qin Mu’s long, narrow eyes swept across the woman sitting before him. Back when he proposed a marriage of freedom, he told Mu Wan she would be free to manage her own life without interference—they only needed to maintain the facade of love in front of the Qin Family and outsiders.
Hmm, to put it bluntly... it wasn’t him who needed a wife, but the Qin Family that needed a grandson’s mother.
Since Grandfather had chosen Mu Wan, then... it could only be Mu Wan.
Tonight, Mu Wan’s exceptional performance had surprised him as well. It proved that to be the Qin Family’s young madam, one couldn’t lack capability.
Mu Wan clenched her small hand tightly, gazing at the man before her. Taking a deep breath, she spoke earnestly, "I want to know—if I truly beco pregnant, how will you view this child? How will you explain to the child how they ca into this world? I don’t want the child growing up in an environnt devoid of affection."
Mu Wan spoke with utmost seriousness. Qin Mu, upon hearing the woman’s sincere words, lifted his gaze and swept his eyes toward the woman speaking so intently before him.
Mu Wan rarely spoke, but every word she uttered was earnest.
Qin Mu narrowed his dark eyes, casually undoing the buttons at his neck. His thin lips pressed together.
"Mu Wan, I can promise you... this child will be my only child, Qin Mu’s sole heir... In front of the Qin Family, before the child... we will appear to be the most loving couple, the most affectionate parents."
Mu Wan: "..."
Mu Wan’s expression wavered slightly. Listening to Qin Mu’s ntion of an "only child," her lips pressed together tightly.
That’s true... Without Jian Ran, it no longer mattered to Qin Mu who he chose.
When a man speaks such words, it often signifies that he has lost the ability to love—or perhaps, he has decided never to love anyone again.
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