His Beloved Treasure Chapter 1913 - 549: I Told Her I Was Worried My Wife Would C

"Mrs. Mu? We have two Mrs. Mu in our family, not sure which one you an?"

The old man held the precious teapot Qin Mu bought him, about to take a sip of tea, and half-closed his eyes before asking.

"Qin Mu!"

Mu Yichen stood at the staircase with his hands in his pockets, looking around to make sure Qin Mu wasn’t there.

"Young Master, the young mistress has gone to the hospital to bring so food to her friend and told to inform you she might be back a bit late!"

The auntie carried fruits out and ntioned this as she saw Mu Yichen.

Only then did Mu Yichen head towards the sofa, looking quite unhappy.

"Hmph!"

The old man glanced at his grandson, reclining in his chair like an elderly patriarch overseeing his naive grandson.

"What are you ’hmphing’ for?"

Mu Yichen chuckled lightly, puzzled, and asked the old man.

"I’m amused at your foolishness! How my granddaughter-in-law managed to fall for soone as childish as you, I have no clue!"

The old man gave a sideways glance, clearly not impressed by his grandson.

Mu Yichen sighed helplessly, then leaned in to pour himself so tea: "You see your granddaughter-in-law tornting isn’t enough, and you have to twist the knife in my wounded heart? Grandpa, I am your own grandson!"

Mu Yichen reminded his dear grandpa before taking a sip of tea.

"My own grandson keeps making silly decisions, it’s hard to recognize him sotis. Look at Mumu, she’s so composed, definitely part of our family!"

The old man remarked again.

Mu Yichen felt as if two long knives pierced his heart simultaneously, it’s devastating.

"If it weren’t for , she wouldn’t be part of this family!"

Yet Mu Yichen managed to strike back quickly.

"That’s for sure! Without you, there wouldn’t be so much drama in the family!"

The old man nodded, appearing modestly agreeable, but then...

The two long knives in Mu Yichen’s heart hadn’t been pulled out yet, and now two more had been thrust in. He leaned against the sofa, holding a teacup and gazing at the ceiling, feeling utterly defeated.

"But, Yichen, maybe you two should take this ti to have another child. Once Mumu gets pregnant, maybe she’ll let go of unhappy things!"

The old man suddenly grew serious, leaned forward to set down the teapot, and suggested this to his grandson.

"Are you serious?"

Mu Yichen looked at the old man in disagreent, considering having Qin Mu bear more children?

He couldn’t understand why have more children, and moreover, how exhausting and dangerous is pregnancy? For a woman, giving birth is swapping a big life for a small one; he would absolutely not let his wife go through childbirth again, even if she harbored resentnt against him forever.

"Your parents also hope you two will have several more children, while you’re young, to further the family line, and it will improve your relationship. Why not?"

The old man continued, his eyes seasoned by experience, accurately piercing his grandson’s dark falcon-like eyes.

Mu Yichen firmly shook his head in disagreent.

"Grandpa! Qin Mu and I will not have any more children!"

His voice wasn’t loud, but his determined gaze was enough to prove his resolve.

"Hmph! Don’t speak too soon, what if it backfires?"

The old man raised his eyebrows, considering himself wiser than the younger ones.

Mu Yichen had one thought in mind, and that was: he would be careful, ensuring his wife wouldn’t suffer again.

Thinking of the scenes when Qin Mu gave birth twice, he felt deeply guilty.

Before long, the children returned from school. These past days, Huanhuan had adapted to first grade life; Chengcheng was joyfully picking up his sister at the primary school gate every day, eagerly embracing this new realm, feeling thrilled and entertained.

"Dad!"

"Dad! Did you miss ?"

"Hello, great-grandpa!"

The two little ones rushed to Mu Yichen, and seeing his sister jump into their dad’s arms, Chengcheng silently sat on the sofa, watching quietly.

His expression seed to say: Girls can be so childish!

Huanhuan clung affectionately to Mu Yichen’s neck, looking lovingly at his daughter: "Nope!"

Huanhuan...

"Great-grandpa, dad is bullying again!"

Huanhuan sat on Mu Yichen’s lap and looked at the old man in the main seat, easily feigning grievance.

"How about not giving your dad good food tonight?"

The old man quickly sided with his great-granddaughter.

"Yes yes! Give Huanhuan all the good food!"

Huanhuan imdiately beca happy, jumped off Mu Yichen, and went to grab her backpack from grandma: "I’m going upstairs to do my howork!"

"But mom hasn’t co back yet!"