"Mr. Mu, since you love her, why not love her wholeheartedly! She can put aside the person most important to her apart from you; shouldn’t you also be able to curb your bad temper for her?"
The last words Jian Yan said before hanging up.
Though Mu Yichen replied with a decisive "Of course," for so reason, he still felt suffocated inside.
The moon in the sky was so bright, yet his heart seed shrouded in a haze.
Does he really need others to remind him to cherish his woman?
Involuntarily, Mu Yichen glanced at the house entrance while smoking there. Qin Mu was leaning against the cabinet by the door, gently massaging her legs, having already taken off her favorite high heels.
She’s waiting for him!
After realizing this, Mu Yichen suddenly extinguished the cigarette between his fingers and walked in.
There was a trash can by the door, and he tossed the cigarette into it as he walked to Qin Mu’s side: "What are you doing?"
"My legs feel a bit sore. Finished your call?"
Qin Mu looked up at him but remained bent over.
"Mm!"
Mu Yichen responded briefly, then bent over to lift her up.
Qin Mu instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
With whom was he speaking?
Qin Mu felt that the call must have sothing to do with her.
"Who did you call?"
Qin Mu asked casually.
Mu Yichen didn’t answer, just carried her upstairs.
Qin Mu stared intently at his sharp, sowhat cold silhouette.
"Jian Yan!"
Mu Yichen eventually told her.
Qin Mu took a deep breath but didn’t ask further.
To her, their phone calls must be the sa few words; the two always clashed.
Yet seeing him quite annoyed, she worried about her master. Her master now had a stomach illness and couldn’t get agitated. However, she couldn’t let Mu Yichen know she was concerned about Jian Yan, so Qin Mu simply lowered her head while in his embrace.
Mu Yichen slightly lowered his gaze, seeing her so silent, he then asked: "Don’t you want to ask what I talked to your master about?"
"What could you two possibly say; surely it’s about the supplents you sent him, then you two can’t help but mock each other."
Qin Mu voiced softly, slightly sarcastic.
Mu Yichen...
His wife was truly his wife, knowing him like the back of her hand.
But didn’t her words also imply she knew her master just as well?
Mu Yichen frowned unconsciously but chose to suppress his temper.
It’s mainly his wife who ends up wronged whenever he loses his temper.
Mu Yichen carried her into the room, gently placing Qin Mu down, yet she didn’t release him.
Mu Yichen looked down at her, and Qin Mu softly asked: "Still overthinking?"
"Hm?"
Mu Yichen raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"Shouldn’t you be focusing only on now?"
——
In the morning, the rain was pouring softly, and the siblings were reluctant to get out of their warm bed.
Qin Mu quietly checked on them in their room but didn’t disturb them. Then she went downstairs to chat with the elders.
Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao were already seated on the sofa, having morning tea. The old master wasn’t downstairs.
"Good morning, Mom and Dad! Where’s Grandpa?"
Qin Mu greeted them as she ca downstairs, her clear eyes scanned the area.
"He went to the park to exercise early."
"In weather like this?"
Feng Fanghua raised her eyes, seeing her daughter-in-law coming downstairs in a blue long dress, realizing Qin Mu loved wearing blue clothes.
"There’s a pavilion in the park! A few of the old boys are practicing Tai Chi there!"
Mu Zihao explained.
Qin Mu nodded, pressing down her dress as she slowly sat down. Mu Zihao was looking at the newspaper the old master usually read, while Feng Fanghua was sipping her tea intermittently.
"Have you visited that kid from the Jiang Family?"
Feng Fanghua began chatting with her.
"Yes! We’ve seen him! He’s recovering quite well! An Nan has been taking good care of him!"
Qin Mu nodded as she answered.
"That boy is quite lucky, I’ve heard An Nan is a very talented girl, and she cos from a prestigious family?"
Feng Fanghua, speaking with interest, raised her eyes to look at Qin Mu.
"Yes!"
Qin Mu nodded affirmatively.
"Perhaps they’ll get married this year with the current situation! We’ll have to prepare red envelopes again!"
Mu Zihao’s eyes stayed on the newspaper, but he spoke with joy.
"This year, if the Jiang boy and the ones from the Lu and Yang Families get hitched, it would indeed be a year full of weddings."
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