Qin Mu watched the changing expressions on An Lin’s face, gripping her wrist a bit tighter without realizing it.
He furrowed his brow tightly and said with a look of apology, "An Lin, I know, I’ve hurt you. You’re angry and bla , I have no objections to that."
"Ah Mu, even if you apologize a million tis, it can’t change the facts."
An Lin interrupted Qin Mu’s words, her eyes cold and indifferent, all her sadness hidden deep in her heart.
"The recording only proves one thing: you don’t trust . In your heart, maybe you’ve always wondered if I knew you were drugged that night and deliberately slept with you to make you take responsibility."
"An Lin."
Qin Mu’s handso face darkened slightly.
An Lin’s face showed a trace of self-mockery, "If you hadn’t said it that night, I wouldn’t have known that you think not asking you to take responsibility was a tactic to make you marry ."
"Forget those nonsense words."
Qin Mu’s voice turned heavy; he didn’t know what had co over him at the ti.
He had overheard An Lin and Gao Yuwen’s conversation, learning that it was all a trap An Lin had set to make Gao Yuwen jump and to end up marrying him.
At that ti, he was completely furious.
He was angry at An Lin’s manipulation of him, angry that her words about not holding him responsible were just deceit.
Even angrier at her telling Gao Yuwen she understood Qin Mu...
As a man, his anger was quite normal.
In his few sharp words like a knife, An Lin’s face paled drastically, and he still rembered her expression back then. Her eyes filled with anger, sorrow, mockery, and later, she admitted with a cold laugh, "Yes, I designed all of this. Bla only yourself and Gao Yuwen for being foolish. Now you know, but it’s too late."
It’s said that when people are angry, they cannot control their emotions and always say the most hurtful things.
An Lin, misunderstood by Qin Mu, returned all the pain she endured back to him.
That night, Qin Mu slept in the study.
An Lin lay alone on the spacious bed, turned inward, tears soaking the pillow.
The next day, Qin Mu left A City.
She was right; he was too foolish. He actually believed that recording, thinking An Lin was a scheming woman...
***
The conversation between An Lin and Qin Mu ended without resolution.
She could not easily forgive him, but Qin Mu realized that An Lin no longer insisted on divorce.
But he knew it was impossible for her to treat him the sa way she once did in a short ti.
A hurt heart always needs ti to gradually heal.
"An Lin, I will wait for the day when you’re willing to forgive . I promise you, this kind of thing will never happen a second ti."
His tone was firm, but no matter how much he apologized or begged for forgiveness, it could not warm An Lin’s cold heart.
Qin Mu still did not understand a woman’s heart.
What An Lin wanted was not his apology but his heart.
His lack of love for her was the true reason she wanted a divorce. If he loved her, she wouldn’t consider divorcing him just because of the recording incident.
Originally, Qin Mu was supposed to take Mom An to G City’s tourist attractions, but Mom An was not interested in tourist spots.
"Ah Mu, An Lin, instead of wasting ti with outside, why not use that ti to work hard and let have a grandchild soon. I’ve already called Ranran. She’ll send soone to pick up later so I can play with those little darlings at her house."
That’s what Mom An said at the breakfast table the next day when Qin Mu introduced the attractions to her.
An Lin frowned unhappily, "Mom, you can visit the little darlings at Ranran’s house another day, over the weekend when Ah Mu has ti, and we’ll go out with you."
"I don’t need you to accompany . You two are nowhere as fun as Momo and Ziyi."
An Lin had already started to dislike her daughter, and even her son-in-law wasn’t appealing anymore.
Qin Mu’s mouth twitched slightly, "Mom, have you already called? Today, Mo Xiuchen isn’t working either, so he should be with Ranran. You might not know, but Mo Xiuchen is quite stingy; he hates anyone taking Ranran away from him."
"I’m not taking Ranran away from him. I’m going to help them watch the kids so he and Ranran can enjoy so couple ti. By the way, you can go and play together, because I don’t want to."
Mom An had made up her mind.
No matter how beautiful the scenic spots or fun the place, it’s not as entertaining as those three little darlings.
She now adored Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran’s set of girl and boy twins; if she could have taken them back, she would have done it already.
"Then I’ll call Mo Xiuchen and tell him not to send soone to pick you up. We’ll go with you," Qin Mu said, pulling out his phone and dialing Mo Xiuchen’s number.
After breakfast, Qin Mu drove, with An Lin accompanying, to take Mom An to Mo Xiuchen’s house.
Then, Mom An beca the host and urged Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen to enjoy so couple’s ti. Mo Xiuchen expressed his deep gratitude for this.
Since Gu Kai had to work and Bai Yiyi didn’t want to be a third wheel, she stayed behind to help take care of the children.
Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, and Qin Mu and An Lin, the two couples, went out together.
"Ranran, I’ll go with you in one car."
Once they walked out of the living room, An Lin quickly tried to get Wen Ran, but before she could touch Wen Ran, Mo Xiuchen pulled Wen Ran from his right side to his left side.
Missing her chance, An Lin frowned imdiately and said unhappily, "Xiuchen, do you really have to be so stingy?"
"Yes. Go find Ah Mu, don’t try to take Ranran away from ," Mo Xiuchen said unabashedly of his possessiveness, "And don’t sit in our car; I hate being a third wheel."
"Xiuchen."
Wen Ran called softly, fearing he would anger An Lin, and she wouldn’t go later.
Mo Xiuchen raised an eyebrow and said to Qin Mu, "Ah Mu, control your woman. Ranran and I finally get so couple’s ti. You shouldn’t let down Auntie’s good intentions."
The last sentence he said was full of aning, and his smile was infuriating.
An Lin glared at him fiercely, but before she could speak, Qin Mu pulled her over.
"Let go of ."
An Lin’s expression changed, scolding in a low voice.
"Don’t provoke Xiuchen; he’s a big jar of jealousy, and you’ll drown," Qin Mu said nonchalantly to An Lin’s annoyance, knowingly holding her hand despite her reluctance.
"Where are we really going? Are we going to see flowers?"
Before getting in the car, Qin Mu turned and asked Mo Xiuchen.
"Why don’t we go hiking? The weather is nice today; hiking sounds great," Wen Ran thought for a mont, then smiled and suggested.
Mo Xiuchen’s lips curled into a smile, agreeing without hesitation, "Wherever Ranran wants to go is fine by . What about you?"
"An Lin, what do you think?"
He had no objections; Qin Mu did not dare to say he had no objections either.
Turning his head, he looked at An Lin, who appeared unnatural, with a gentle gaze, as he asked.
"Ranran, can you make it to the top of the mountain?" An Lin pretended not to hear Qin Mu’s words, smiling as she asked Wen Ran.
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