"How would I know if you did sothing wrong? I didn’t install eyes on you. Don’t interrupt my work."
Xi ng said again.
Qiao Yi...
"You really have a problem with !"
Qiao Yi said, and just as he was about to console her, his phone rang. He glanced at it and then instinctively looked at Xi ng, subtly clearing his throat.
"It’s Jing Qing! She’s asking if it’s snowing recently in Rongcheng!"
Qiao Yi said.
Xi ng stared at the computer screen, forcefully typing on the keyboard, pretending not to hear.
When it cos to the na Jing Qing, she actually feels quite excited inside, but outwardly, she remains expressionless.
Qiao Yi quickly replied with a "Yes," then put the phone back into his pocket. Just when he was feeling a twinge of unease, his phone rang again inside his pocket, his brows furrowed spontaneously. Even though Xi ng showed no expression, he couldn’t help but keep watching her.
"Why are you looking at ? Do I have Jing Qing’s ssage content written on my face?"
Xi ng asked while typing.
Lately, Jing Qing no longer sends ssages to Mu Yichen, but she frequently texts Qiao Yi, asking trivial things like what Mu Yichen is up to, if it’s raining or snowing, or whether he’s happy.
Sotis he would tell Xi ng, particularly like now when she was in front of him.
But sotis he wouldn’t ntion it, because as a married man, he knows which things to discuss with his wife.
——
Mu Yichen received Qiao Yi’s call while on the way to pick up Qin Mu.
"Help!"
Qiao Yi was calling him from the bathroom.
"What’s going on?"
Mu Yichen asked, having turned on the speaker.
"Jing Qing keeps ssaging lately, what does she want? Xi ng’s upset!"
Qiao Yi asked Mu Yichen.
"You’re still in touch with Jing Qing?"
Mu Yichen just realized.
"Uh! She’s the one who keeps reaching out. Yichen, maybe she wants to co back for the New Year but doesn’t dare tell you, so she’s pestering daily. This way, my marriage is in jeopardy!"
Qiao Yi spoke with a strong sense of crisis, really needing Mu Yichen’s help.
"Handle this trivial matter on your own, don’t ask !"
Mu Yichen replied, hanging up the call as his car arrived outside the studio. He parked and got off.
Even though it wasn’t a trivial matter, Mu Yichen truly didn’t want any more ties with Jing Qing.
Mu Yichen looked up at the building, expecting Qin Mu to be standing by the window waiting for him, but she wasn’t there.
So he stepped inside with his long legs; everyone else had left work, but Mrs. Mu was still busy in the office.
Mu Yichen lightly stood at her office door, slightly leaning in to check, seeing her engrossed in drawing. Even from there, he could hear the pencil sketching powerfully on paper.
Uncertain whether to interrupt, he instinctively raised his hand, with one hand behind his back, gently knocking on the door.
Qin Mu took a mont to realize soone was knocking, turning to see Mu Yichen standing there. After a few seconds, she suddenly smiled at him: "So soon?"
"But you, still sketching this late?"
Mu Yichen walked in slowly, like a leader inspecting, hands behind his back.
"I’m designing clothes for soone, you know, for the New Year! Our whole family, I’m only personally designing for one person."
Mu Yichen’s eyebrow raised a bit, squinting as he looked at her, kind of daring not to think the design was for him. But from her expression, Mu Yichen half-smirked silently.
Qin Mu stood up, moving around the desk to his side, lightly hanging her hand on his arm: "What’s wrong? You don’t like it?"
"For ?"
Mu Yichen’s deep voice questioned.
"Yes! Who else? Mom and Dad and Grandpa are easygoing; the two little ones have no demands. Only you have requests like this from ."
Qin Mu nodded, explaining to him.
"When you say that, why does it sound more like a complaint than a complint?"
Mu Yichen frowned, eyes deep and staring at her, asking.
"You figured it out? That’s exactly what I ant!"
Qin Mu laughed more happily.
Mu Yichen took a long breath.
"Mrs. Mu’s thoughtful!"
"So, is Mr. Mu happy?"
"Yes! Very happy!"
He said slowly and only then lowered his head to look at her, kissing her cheek.
How could he not be happy?
His wife now thinks of designing clothes for him, not the first ti either.
"I thought that coat would be the last you’d design for in this life, planning to wear it every winter from now on!"
"If I design a few more outfits, are you going to throw that coat away?"
Qin Mu asked him.
Mu Yichen lowered his gaze at her, then hugged her tighter.
What she gives, even a piece of thread, he wouldn’t bear to discard.
"Qin Mu!"
"Hmm?"
"You’re becoming more and more of a homaker!"
Mu Yichen gazed warmly at the side of her face, softly reminding her.
Qin Mu turned slightly to look into his eyes, wondering, was that a complint?
"Isn’t it good?"
Qin Mu curiously asked him.
"It’s great! I love it!"
Mu Yichen took a few steps towards her desk, and Qin Mu instinctively braced herself against the edge.
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