The two people were so indifferent, each eating their own bowl of rice.
The grains of rice, originally so fragrant, were now so hard to swallow.
Sotis the man seems so understanding, but...
Qin Mu quietly looked up at him, then helplessly lowered her eyes, continuing to eat the dinner Mu prepared with the feeling of chewing wax.
Knowing how rare such an opportunity had beco, she should have been in the mood to feast, but facing his indifferent face, this al was destined to sit heavy in her stomach.
After dinner, Qin Mu didn’t attempt to leave, seeing Mu Yichen also had no intention of returning, she simply stayed.
Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao took the children ho, but didn’t make many calls to disturb them.
Now, the elders were hoping for the two to have so alone ti.
This way, their chances of reconciling would be greater.
In the eyes of the elders, husband and wife sleeping together usually resolved everything.
It had seed that way in the past every ti.
But this ti...
Sleeping together every night, yet their hearts still feel uncomfortable.
"Hire a maternity matron for her! Hire as many as you want! But there’s no need for you to take care of soone unrelated."
Mu Yichen suddenly couldn’t eat anymore, when she was just about to force herself to finish the al, he suddenly put down his bowl and chopsticks, and said these words to her with a dull coldness.
"Unrelated? Didn’t you say she’s my master’s woman!"
"Just because she’s your master’s woman, she’s related? You must not leave Rongcheng!"
Mu Yichen remained as indifferent, finished speaking and got up to walk outside.
Qin Mu hadn’t yet put down her bowl and chopsticks, unable to make any other moves, just sat there woodenly, lowered her eyes, looking at the untouched dishes on the table.
So after dinner, she cleared the table, then turned around to leave, seeing him still sitting on the sofa, seemingly focused on watching the TV news, Qin Mu glanced at the TV, then picked up the coat she had draped there.
"Parents have gone ho, I’m leaving too! Don’t go out yourself!"
Qin Mu weakly instructed him, then put on her clothes and took her phone to walk out.
Mu Yichen didn’t open his mouth to stop her, just sat coldly on the sofa watching the TV, as though his gaze could make the TV explode.
——
Qin Mu drove back ho, the elders were sitting on the sofa drinking tea and chatting.
Qin Mu stood at the door for several seconds to compose herself, then walked in with a smile.
"I’m back!"
Greeting as usual, she didn’t sit down, the children weren’t there, surely they went upstairs to rest.
"Why did you co back? Where’s Yichen?"
Feng Fanghua looked at her, then concernedly glanced behind her.
"Didn’t settle anything!"
Qin Mu smiled, politely said the four words, lingered briefly by the sofa but didn’t sit.
Even Mu Zihao looked at her with so doubt, but didn’t ask much, these four words, easy to understand.
The old man’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, also a bit disappointed.
"I’ll go check on the siblings!"
Qin Mu softly said again, waited for the old man to nod before she turned and left.
Feng Fanghua watched her walk away, couldn’t help but sigh.
"What is this?"
Feng Fanghua’s eyes drooped, her internal frustration masked.
"Forget it! Seeing Mumu’s mindset seems fine, shouldn’t be a big problem!"
Mu Zihao suddenly spoke, softly, but let the two nearby relax a bit.
"Qin Mu is so capable of pretending! But seeing Yichen not even returning ho, can it be that simple?"
Feng Fanghua thought for a mont, then mumbled.
"What can we do? Their couple’s life, we can’t help them live, can we?"
Mu Zihao asked helplessly.
"Zihao is right, let the young people work it out, once they tire themselves out it’ll be fine, last ti it went on for half a year, didn’t they reconcile?"
The old man brought up the previous incident.
Feng Fanghua thought, of course knowing they would reconcile, just when would they make up?
"I’m going to sleep, you two think slowly!"
The old man saw Feng Fanghua couldn’t let go, stood up and lazily said, then walked away.
Feng Fanghua waited until after the old man left, her face completely fell, muttering: "I’ll call Yichen."
"Don’t call! He’s probably angry by himself now!"
Mu Zihao saw her taking the phone, reached out to stop her, gently reminded.
"But..."
"Don’t you know your son’s temper? Whatever you say he won’t hear now, Qin Mu can even pretend, and he, who can’t even pretend, will tell you nothing?"
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