"Mu Yichen, you’re shaless!"
Jing Feng couldn’t help but make fun of him!
——
Jing Feng knew that once Qin Mu saw the video and that look from Mu Yichen, no matter how peaceful her heart had been, it would be utterly turned upside down by that glance.
Qin Mu had been busy for almost two hours, and only when her back ached unbearably did she have a mont to sit down. She picked up her phone and saw a short video sent by Helian Hao.
It lasted no more than three seconds, the man in a white shirt cooking in Helian Hao’s kitchen—
Qin Mu instantly recognized that it wasn’t Jing Feng. As she realized her heartbeat was too forceful, causing her pain, she couldn’t help but clutch the phone tightly to her chest.
She didn’t have the courage to open it, even though there wasn’t a single other person around.
He was testing her by not contacting her or coming to Paris to see her, thinking that as long as they didn’t see each other or communicate, they could hold out. In that case, how could she possibly be willing to watch a video about him now?
In front of her parents, she could put on an act; however, being alone in this apartnt, she couldn’t deceive herself, so she chose not to open that short video.
Therefore, Jing Feng’s guess was left unverified for the mont.
Qin Mu set the phone aside, then lay down on the sofa, resting her legs gently on the armrest and placing a cushion under her head, beginning to relax.
Qin Haiming called her to ask about Mr. Mu’s condition. She replied briefly, and Qin Haiming asked, "Haven’t Mingzhu’s issues been resolved yet?"
"How is she?"
Qin Mu asked.
"She’s doing okay, Mumu, sotis things should just be left in the past."
"Mm!"
Qin Mu agreed with him, and after hanging up, she placed the phone on her chest, breathing slowly, trying to go with the flow.
She could never forget the look on Qin Mingzhu’s face that morning when she saw her, could never forget the slap Qin Mingzhu landed on her face, could never forget the words Qin Mingzhu said.
"Why do you treat this way? And last ti, did you get my classmates to humiliate ? Just because of what I did to you, you insist on making pay, right? Why is your need for revenge so strong? My mother died, and I’ve left Rongcheng, isn’t that enough?"
Her relationship with Qin Mingzhu seed to have reverted to the past, to the worst tis.
No! Perhaps it was even worse now!
Back then, they could freely hate each other!
As for Mu Yichen, forget it!
Sotis she could hardly rember the reason they argued, or what they were like back then.
Yet, deep down, she stubbornly refused to continue.
Being separated like this was quite nice!
Why be together?
Having to cooperate with him daily, having to endure his moods, bear his temper.
Qin Mu suddenly felt she must have been a masochist to think life with two would be better than one.
Living like this, though a bit tiring, was peaceful!
She could do whatever she wanted, date whover she chose, really quite nice.
When Qin Mu got ho in the afternoon, Huanhuan was running towards her with a phone, saying, "Mommy, look here, smile!"
Qin Mu reflexively smiled, then closed the door and walked inside, as Huanhuan kept backing away, later feeling a bit uncomfortable and followed her closely.
"Dad, did you see my mom? She says she misses you a lot!"
Qin Mu instinctively turned her head, not having gone upstairs yet, she heard her daughter fabricating lies.
"Mu Chenghuan, are you video chatting with your dad?"
Qin Mu unhappily glared at her, a bit stern.
"Hehe! Daddy says he misses a lot, and misses you too!"
Seeing Qin Mu’s stern face, she quickly added another sentence.
Qin Mu was livid, "Who asked you to miss him?"
She turned around and walked off.
Huanhuan, holding the phone, widened her eyes, then said sullenly, "Dad, Mom has been in a really bad mood lately, not fun at all."
Mu Yichen, still overwheld by a single glance, could hardly catch his breath; upon hearing his daughter say she’s always losing her temper, he didn’t know what to say, "Then keep so distance from her. Didn’t your grandparents go there? Let them take you out to play."
"Mm!"
Huanhuan nodded, looking very sensible.
"I’ll hang up now! Daddy has so other things to do later."
"Okay! See you tomorrow then!"
Huanhuan waved goodbye with the phone held up again.
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