Before Huanhuan got into the car, Qin Mu had secretly moved from the front seat to the back. When Mu Yichen opened the car door, he looked up and saw Qin Mu sitting there.
Mu Yichen casually placed Huanhuan down, not too pleased with his wife, but seeing her gentle smile, he let it go, only asking Huanhuan to sit properly. Then he put the umbrella in the back and quickly went to the front to act as their driver.
The loneliness seed to be shattered the mont Huanhuan got into the car.
At this mont, the car was filled with warmth. Huanhuan was happily sharing the interesting things that happened before school dismissal with her parents, and she told Qin Mu, "Mom, I learned how to write your na today!"
"Really?"
Qin Mu expressed skepticism, involuntarily furrowing her brow.
"Yeah! I asked the teacher to teach . All the other kids can write their own nas, so I thought we should also be able to write our parents’ nas!"
Huanhuan looked up at Qin Mu, her big black, pure eyes looking at Qin Mu intently, expressing her thoughts with clear enunciation.
Qin Mu still furrowed her brow, but nodded, "Okay! Write it for to see when we get ho!"
"Haha, I’ve already got it!"
Huanhuan seed to have expected Qin Mu to say this, so she imdiately stretched out her legs in the car and took out a neatly folded small square from her overalls pocket.
"Here you go!"
Huanhuan handed it to Qin Mu.
Qin Mu looked down at the thin little square in Huanhuan’s hand and slowly opened it.
Inside, there were crooked characters, written very large. No, it should be said they were drawn. It was her na, Qin Mu.
Qin Mu still had her brows furrowed, thinking that when her parents nad her with so much love, they chose a na with so many strokes...
But she didn’t have ti to complain, rembering that when she and Mu Yichen nad their two children, there was no one to bla.
Mu Chenghuan, Mu Chengyang, those nas were also not simple, especially with that last na...
She couldn’t bla anyone, she dared not bla anyone, one couldn’t marry soone with a simple surna just for the ease of writing their nas, right?
Before sleeping at night, Qin Mu was still laughing foolishly, thinking about the silly question she had thought of in the afternoon.
After hearing her story, Mu Yichen also laughed a little, helplessly doting on her as he said, "You’re really going to be the death of with your silliness!"
"Yes! I’m going to be the death of you with my silliness, do you still love ?"
"I’ve loved you for so many years, it’s fate!"
Qin Mu hugged his smooth waist, teasingly acting coquettish with him, while Mu Yichen indulgently said with a deep voice.
Qin Mu pressed her face to his chest, "I’ve accepted my fate too! You’re my reliance for this lifeti!"
Mu Yichen suddenly lowered his gaze, gently wrapping his arm around Qin Mu’s back. Even though he couldn’t see her face, his heart was suddenly incredibly calm and warm.
Every ti she inadvertently confessed like this, to him, it was like a high-nutrient al that required ti to digest.
He also hoped to hear more sweet words.
But this ti, he just quietly held her, without pressing her to say those three words, or any sweet talk.
Between them, there was no need for words to prove their feelings.
He was very sure that in her heart, she loved him imnsely.
Her love was restrained, deeply buried in her heart, and he was fine with that!
He wanted to tone down so of his bad temper, like overthinking and getting angry with her out of insecurity.
Also, his desire to not let her soar higher, wishing she would just be Mrs. Mu.
How could she only be Mrs. Mu? She was also Jian Yan’s prized student, one of the top fashion designers in the country, and such an ambitious woman!
Mu Yichen held her in both arms, the room beca incredibly quiet. Qin Mu didn’t look up, not knowing what he was thinking, she just quietly rested in his arms and gradually fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, it started to rain again, a bit heavier this ti.
Outside, the grass was all soaked, and with a gust of wind, big raindrops fell from the trees onto the grass, quietly nourishing the roots.
In the darkness, everything was blurry. Almost all the lights in the yard were turned off, leaving only two ground lights on, casting a faint glow on the trees. The leaves so dense, appearing grand in the night, silently protecting sothing.
Just like the upstairs room, where the lights had dimd, Mu Yichen quietly cared for the woman he had been caring for over two decades.
From girl to woman, he witnessed all her growth.
Back when they were in Paris, Mu Yichen secretly flipped through her diary. She particularly liked writing diaries after entering middle school, almost shutting herself in her room every day to write sothing, which he later discovered.
He had to admit, he wasn’t a good guy back then. He secretly climbed into her room through the window, and the night she had a fever, while taking care of her, a beast in his heart urged him to open a drawer and take out her diary.
Her diary’s password was her birthday, without a doubt, he cracked it easily.
In her diary, she often complained about him, sotis even calling him a jerk, but she never wrote that she liked him. "Annoying" was a word frequently present.
That year, he took her first kiss, and he still rembers flipping through her diary repeatedly, trying to find her thoughts about that day.
But on that day, she didn’t write a diary.
She skipped that day.
He couldn’t guess the reason, find a rationale; she recorded almost every day, but why not that night?
Now, looking at the woman asleep in his arms, why Qin Mu didn’t write her diary after he stole her first kiss no longer mattered, because Qin Mu was already his.
However, she mustn’t find out that he read her diary!
He still rembered she wrote about a boy who gave her a love letter, and she criticized the boy’s love letter in her diary, thinking the boy’s writing was not smooth at all.
At that ti, Mu Yichen thought, this silly girl, just how silly must you be to think about the fluency of the words when being confessed to, instead of considering whether to accept or try it out?
But luckily, she was rather silly as a child, which is why he was able to win her over when she grew up.
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The next morning.
After the rain, the weather was exceptionally good. Qin Mu sat contentedly in the studio, sipping coffee while admiring the lake view. The scenery before her gave a vision of unity between lake and mountains.
Xiaoi hurried up from downstairs, out of breath.
"Qinqin, I just heard from a friend, that man has been released!"
Qin Mu looked at Xiaoi doubtfully, montarily at a loss.
"The man who caused your father’s accident years ago, he’s been released!"
Seeing Qin Mu’s confusion, Xiaoi’s anxious voice raspy, she continued to elaborate despite her throat hurting.
Qin Mu felt like a thunderbolt struck her, splitting her head in two.
"Who did you hear this from?"
Feeling nervous, Qin Mu imdiately thought of Qin Haiming, then looked up at Xiaoi to ask.
"A friend just posted on social dia, that man went abroad to find Bian Jingwen!"
Xiaoi swallowed hard, feeling so nervous she was about to pass out, her heart pounding fiercely.
Qin Mu suddenly felt a bit dazed, then lowered her gaze for a mont, imdiately taking out her phone!
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