"Hmm! As long as you’re happy!"
Mu Yichen had no choice but to let her go, muttering dispiritedly.
Qin Mu watched from the side, pretending to be calm, but she was secretly laughing inside; it wasn’t the first ti Mr. Mu had been humbled by his daughter.
Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao couldn’t tease their son who was already in a bad mood, so Mu Zihao just said: Let’s go!
"Goodbye, Dad! Goodbye, Mom! Goodbye, Great-Grandpa!"
"Goodbye, everyone!"
After Huanhuan said her farewells, Chengcheng found it troubleso and sumd it up in four words.
"Grandpa! I’m heading out too. Is there anything you want to bring back for you?"
"Bring back a couple of roasted sweet potatoes!"
The old man thought for a mont, missing that taste a bit.
Hearing the words "roasted sweet potatoes," Qin Mu’s eyes moved slightly, but she calmly agreed with a smile: "Okay! I’m off then!"
After the old man nodded, Qin Mu turned, slung her bag over her shoulder, and left without a hint of reluctance.
Mu Yichen continued to feign aloofness, sitting there with eyes filled with helplessness, having no place to look but the coffee table.
The old man, seeing his grandson’s disappointed eyes after his granddaughter-in-law left, couldn’t help but chuckle: "Why don’t I accompany you to the pharmaceutical factory?"
Mu Yichen looked at the old man, sighed lightly in resignation, and finally, the two drove to the pharmaceutical factory together.
"Back then, your father refused to join the army because of this factory, hmph! And now he’s let go of the factory too, hasn’t he? How could it ever compare to joining the army? That’s a lifeti honor!"
The old man grumbled to Mu Yichen on the way.
"Running a factory to heal and save people doesn’t contradict joining the army; I believe running a factory saves more lives."
"Hmph! That sounds nice; joining the army is all about selfless dedication, whereas running a factory is about profit!"
The old man’s eyes widened; he always had argunts for this topic.
And on such matters, Mu Yichen naturally couldn’t argue with the old man.
"Soday Chengcheng wants to join the army—I’d like to see who dares to stop him; even if I’m six feet under, I’ll co find you all."
The old man muttered again, ending with a heavy sigh.
He wouldn’t find peace if no one in the family served in the army.
Mu Yichen chuckled lightly, thinking, let Mu Chengyang grow up and join the army; that way, he won’t be overly pampered at ho and turn out soft.
——
Qin Mu and Qin Mingzhu went to a café together; Qin Mingzhu heard that Mu Yichen had bought the café and given it to Qin Mu. She couldn’t help but take a closer look.
"Ah! I always felt a connection with this café; I never imagined it would beco ours soday!"
Qin Mu had no judgnt on her sister’s tendency to flatter herself, rely offering a helpless chuckle.
"Hey hey! Have you noticed when you smile, your mouth looks like mine! Like Dad’s!"
Qin Mingzhu was taken aback by Qin Mu’s sudden smile, laughing naturally while pinching her own mouth corner.
Qin Mu suddenly beca serious. Why bring up this matter now?
"Why do you always frown whenever I ntion your relationship with Dad? Didn’t you already acknowledge him?"
Qin Mingzhu asked again.
"You can’t ask about this anymore."
Qin Mu softly instructed, then picked up her coffee to drink.
"Why? Are you planning to wait till after Dad’s gone to call him ’Dad’ at his grave, settling past grievances, and truly reconciling?"
Qin Mingzhu asked Qin Mu again.
Qin Mu looked at Qin Mingzhu in surprise, eyes filled with disbelief.
The Qin Mingzhu she knew was so naive, yet she spoke such philosophical words.
Though many had said the sa to her, Qin Mu was long immune to it.
Moreover, so issues aren’t simply changed by words; maintaining her current relationship with Qin Haiming was her biggest effort.
Calling him ’Dad’ like when she was younger? Qin Mu wasn’t sure if Qin Haiming would be frightened to death, and she couldn’t overco this emotional hurdle herself.
"Qin Mu, I think you should truly reconcile with Dad, not just this pretense; although you visit him, you always act like he owes you."
Qin Mingzhu pressed closer with her coffee, reminding her once more.
"Drink your coffee!"
Qin Mu responded indifferently.
Qin Mu absolutely didn’t agree with Qin Mingzhu. Firstly, she wasn’t acting high and mighty; she just wasn’t sure if her late mother had forgiven Qin Haiming, but she felt so matters weren’t easily explained to Qin Mingzhu, so she didn’t.
"How boring! Always treating like unworldly youth yet speaking volus about you and brother-in-law. How’s he bullying you? Should I ask Mingyu to pursue you and give brother-in-law a sense of crisis?"
Qin Mingzhu complained and couldn’t help wanting to assist Qin Mu.
"If you dare do that, see if I still et with you!"
Qin Mu issued a serious warning, her voice light, yet the sharpness in her eyes proved her stance.
"Why so serious? I just can’t stand Mu Yichen always taking advantage of you, making you look like a fool!"
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