"Hopefully, you can coax him!"
Qin Mu said to him, then continued lathering her entire body with foam.
Mu Yichen couldn’t help but squint his eyes as he watched the woman in the bathroom. How is his self-control so good now? He had been watching her take a bath for several minutes without rushing in.
——
Mu Yichen was really afraid that the old man would get so angry he’d end up in the hospital at midnight, so after dinner, while Qin Mu accompanied Chengcheng and Huanhuan reading storybooks, he went to the old man’s room.
Usually, after dinner, the old man would sit in the living room and watch the news for a while, but today he went back to his room right after eating.
The old man didn’t even lift his head when he heard soone push the door open, knowing it was his precious grandson, he just let out a cold snort.
After Mu Yichen ca in, he gently closed the door, then walked over with a light smile and sat down by the bed: "Do you care where Jing Qing gets married?"
"What does that have to do with ?"
The old man frowned, twisting his neck to speak to Mu Yichen.
Mu Yichen put both hands in his pockets, his long legs naturally bending vertically downwards, and his dark eyes looking at the old man, very asured: "If that’s the case, why get so angry over soone who doesn’t matter? I’ll talk to Grandpa Jing myself, I’ll take on the villain role."
Only after hearing this did the old man’s expression show so change, he turned to look at Mu Yichen, though his eyes were still sowhat disdainful: "You’ll do it? How will you do it?"
"Don’t worry about that, it’s just that since this old man ca to our house, both you and Qin Mu hold grudges against , I really need to talk to him."
Mu Yichen said in a slow and steady manner.
"You’re just being reckless, do you want to anger him into fainting like before?"
The old man was aware of how his grandson had previously angered the Jing family’s old man into going to the hospital, so he hurriedly cautioned.
"Even if it ans he ends up in the hospital, I can’t let my own grandfather be troubled!"
Mu Yichen spoke with reason and emotion, his dark eyes and sincere attitude inexplicably softened the old man’s heart.
"Grandpa, in the future, please don’t involve Qin Mu in such matters, she listens to everything you say, but you shouldn’t use that to your advantage. You might not know how many tis Jing Qing stabbed her in the back in the past. After Jing Qing faked her death, I promised myself that I’d never let her ddle in Jing Qing’s affairs again. I can’t keep reopening her wounds just because she loves ."
Mu Yichen’s brow furrowed slightly, his tone was humble, but every word he said was earnest and cautious.
He was very angry inside, angry that his grandfather forced Qin Mu to say such things to him, but he couldn’t let that affect how he treated his grandfather. This was the elder he respected the most, and he could only talk to him in this heart-to-heart way.
The old man’s brows unconsciously knitted together as well, his gaze lowered, breathing laboriously as if tired.
"If it’s impossible, you shouldn’t go to that old man, your eight characters don’t match now, I’d better go myself."
The old man said.
"You’d better not ddle in this matter, the Jing family can’t do anything to , but they have ways to deal with you."
Mu Yichen couldn’t help but chuckle softly as he spoke.
"Rascal, you really think you’re sothing!"
The old man’s gaze sharpened, rebuking him unhappily.
"In any case, don’t concern yourself with this matter, I’ll try my best not to hurt our relationship."
Although, it’s impossible not to hurt the relationship.
But everyone has their own limits.
"Qin Mu is afraid you’re angry, so she’s still not willing to talk to . I’ll first calm you down, then go back to coax your granddaughter-in-law, don’t overthink it, get so rest early."
After Mu Yichen finished speaking, he also let out a long sigh, then stood up.
"What’s the rush to sleep so early? There’s a news broadcast at ten, I’ll watch it before going to bed, stop making sound like a child, hmph."
The old man muttered, and before Mu Yichen could leave, he was already heading out with his reading glasses in hand, head lowered.
Mu Yichen couldn’t help but chuckle softly, suddenly glancing at the window in his grandfather’s room, seeing the pitch-black sky from outside, in the stillness of the night.
When Mu Yichen went to his daughter’s room, he saw the two little ones, one sitting on the carpet with their mother, and the other already asleep in her mother’s arms. Qin Mu was still softly telling stories to Huanhuan, who was listening intently, and Qin Mu, noticing her earnestness, felt too shy to stop.
Only when Mu Yichen walked over did he interrupt Huanhuan, who looked up, a bit lazily tilting her head to gaze at her father: "Daddy!"
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