The mother and daughter instinctively turned their eyes and looked in unison towards the tall man leaning against the door, then fell silent abruptly.
Only the sound of the hairdryer blowing could be heard.
Huanhuan focused on lowering her head but couldn’t help sneaking a glance at the mirror, at the door where her dear dad, not so happy, was leaning against.
Qin Mu played it cool, thinking about how best to avoid making Mu Yichen spend the whole day stuck in his jealousy.
Later, worried that her dad might be upset, Huanhuan obediently climbed into bed to sleep on her own. Mu Yichen hugged Qin Mu as they walked out, asking as they went: "What exactly did she just say?"
"Mommy! Don’t tell Dad!"
Before covering herself with the blanket, Huanhuan urgently reminded Qin Mu.
Qin Mu turned back to glance at her, smiled in agreent, then closed the door for her. The couple headed back to their room, when in the hallway, Mu Yichen suddenly caught Qin Mu’s wrist: "Hmm?"
"I promised Mu Chenghuan not to tell you!"
"Is that girl being pursued by another brat?"
Mu Yichen thought to himself, their school’s atmosphere is really bad, and those boys had a keen eye for girls. His daughter, Mu Yichen’s daughter, couldn’t just be wooed by any Tom, Dick, or Harry, could she?
They were all toads lusting for swan at!
Qin Mu gazed into his dark eyes and sighed softly: "If you already know, why ask?"
Though her voice was gentle, Mu Yichen still looked at her unhappily, snorting: "I can’t even ask? You mother and daughter want to have secrets?"
"Ha! Mr. Mu, so you’re saying that us mother and daughter can’t have secrets? It’s one thing for you to invade my privacy, but you also want to invade your daughter’s privacy?"
Qin Mu widened her eyes, leaving Mu Yichen a bit red-faced. In the next mont, he pinched her chin: "Such a sharp tongue, you’re asking for it?"
"You..."
Qin Mu tried to push him away with both hands, but he held them firmly.
"What are you two doing?"
Just coming up from downstairs, Feng Fanghua, leading the way to rest, looked up to see them in the hallway and imdiately called out.
Qin Mu instantly froze, her hands held above her head, feeling highly uncomfortable, inviting all sorts of imaginations.
Mu Yichen was also startled, and after a mont mixed with slight annoyance, turned his head slowly: "Mom, didn’t Dad ever teach you that in such situations, you should pretend to be invisible and quietly walk past?"
Feng Fanghua stared, utterly confused by what her son was saying.
"Let’s just pretend to be invisible!"
Mu Zihao put an arm around Feng Fanghua’s shoulder: "Co on, invisible!"
"You’re the invisible one!"
Feng Fanghua couldn’t help murmuring, unwilling to act invisible, but seeing Qin Mu in such an awkward position, dared not speak further, so she reluctantly left.
For so reason, Mu Yichen couldn’t help but laugh suddenly, finding his wife’s helplessness amusing.
Back in the room, Mu Yichen imdiately wore a playful smile: "Wasn’t quite enjoyable for Mrs. Mu just now, was it? Your husband shall continue!"
"You wouldn’t dare!"
Qin Mu instinctively stepped back, giving him a very serious look.
Yet the more she acted that way, the more Mu Yichen found her adorable and wanted to tease her further.
Mu Yichen took a step forward, slowly, his eyes carrying a hint of mischief.
Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Mu Yichen’s dark eagle eyes looked up slowly, gazing in that direction.
Mu Yichen browsed online for a while, then promptly selected so items.
When Qin Mu ca out of the bathroom, she wondered why he was behaving so well today. He hadn’t barged in, which was unlike him at all.
And Mu Yichen, leaning against the headboard, watched her with a gaze full of unspoken suggestions.
"What are you thinking?"
"You’ll know soon enough!"
Mu Yichen drove to the door, and the delivery guy, seeing him get out of the car, was so startled he nearly ran, except he felt as if his legs were nailed to their doorstep.
Mu Yichen hadn’t bothered to wear a jacket, coming out in just his dress pants and shirt, his face cold as he walked over.
"Your order..."
"Thanks!"
Mu Yichen casually thanked him, then turned and walked back.
The delivery guy stood there dumbfounded, watching the car quickly turn around and head back. Then he glanced at the large house, wondering just how big it was. It was his first ti delivering to such a big house; naturally, he didn’t get a look inside, which left him a bit regretful.
Worried Qin Mu might sleep too deeply, Mu Yichen practically sprinted into the house after getting out of the car. When he reached upstairs, Qin Mu was still lying there the sa way, motionless, and Mu Yichen’s heart sank. Was she asleep?
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