Although he returned late, he woke up very early and lay on his side next to the woman, watching her until she woke up.
Qin Mu habitually reached out for him in the morning, wanting to cuddle in his arms a bit longer. Mu Yichen let her wiggle around in his embrace until he couldn’t help but laugh when she tickled him.
Realizing he was awake, Qin Mu squinted and lifted her head to look at him, "You’re awake? What ti did you get back last night?"
Her voice was still groggy as she spoke then lowered her head again, finding a warm spot on his chest to snuggle closer to.
Feeling his heartbeat, she suddenly thought of the phrase ’strong and powerful,’ which was indeed very apt.
"I ca back at midnight, isn’t Mrs. Mu planning to wake up?"
"I am awake, just squinting for a little while longer."
Qin Mu’s sleepy voice admitted then continued to hug him, unwilling to get up.
"Then, shall we talk about the location for your end-of-year fashion show?"
He gazed down at the woman in his arms, his voice very gentle yet undeniable.
Qin Mu instinctively opened her bright eyes, realizing he might know sothing, fluttered her long eyelashes twice before lifting her head to ask, "What do you want to say?"
"Why not hold it at AM?"
His dark eyes stared straight at her, piercing deep into her soul.
"Did you et with Jian Yan last night—?"
So far, only Jian Yan knew about this.
"Yes!"
He didn’t deny it, admitting it frankly.
Qin Mu’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened at his admission, then after managing to calm down, she opened her mouth and took a while before she rembered that matter, "Don’t you think the studio is a good place?"
"Is the studio as reputable as AM?"
Mu Yichen asked her in a serious, deep voice.
It was as if they were discussing business and not rely a squabble over a location.
Qin Mu gradually let go of him, faced with his persistent gaze and her own stubbornness, she could only smile helplessly, "I can’t always have my shows at AM. I want my own place, sothing that lets all the guests know about our studio."
"For the next two years, at least for the next two years, do it at AM!"
Mu Yichen told her seriously.
"And the reason?" Qin Mu asked curiously.
The two lay face to face on the bed, a small distance between them, one above the other, each holding on to their own reasoning.
"The reason is that your current reputation isn’t enough. If I don’t help you create a buzz, you can only imagine who would attend your show, even though you have Jian Yan."
The last few words hit Qin Mu hard.
But what he said made sense. When she made that decision, it was for fear of being unable to untangle her relationship with him, but now they were getting along again.
And they were planning to have a second child, so...
"Alright, I agree!"
Qin Mu said seriously but then threw herself back into his embrace after speaking.
"How co you’re so easy to talk to this ti?"
Mu Yichen wrapped an arm around her, suspiciously asking her, his eyes half-narrowed.
"We’re like this already, why would I be afraid to rely on you more?" She mumbled, then hugged him even tighter.
Mu Yichen laughed involuntarily, his hand stroking her head: "You’ve finally seen the light!"
Qin Mu didn’t bother with him, just wanting to hug him tightly when suddenly she was flipped over and pinned down: "Mm, it’s hard to control oneself in the morning."
"Don’t even start!"
Qin Mu’s ears heated up, and she cast a sultry glance at him before looking away.
Mu Yichen laughed, covering her lips with his, kissing her deeply for a long while before reluctantly letting go and continued to kiss her in various ways.
Qin Mu subconsciously squinted up at him, her smile barely restrained yet as if she had fallen into a pot of honey.
"Mu Yichen!"
"Hmm?"
"Do you prefer a boy or a girl?"
She wrapped her arms around his sturdy waist and asked, then unconsciously licked her own lips.
"Hmm? As long as it’s yours."
President Mu was actually a bit confused at first, but then he laughed too when he thought it through.
"But you already have a daughter, don’t you want a son more?"
"As long as they’re like you, I’ll love them."
He whispered softly, kissing her eyelashes, her lips, his hands gently caressing her soft, warm skin.
"Mm!"
She responded softly and then couldn’t help but take the initiative to kiss him again.
She believed his words, just like his love for Huanhuan, simply because that was their child.
Knowing he wasn’t predisposed to favor sons over daughters, she actually breathed a sigh of relief—who can guarantee their second child would be a boy?
As for Feng Fanghua and the rest, she could only say she would try her best.
User Comments
0 comments from readers