Feng Fanghua’s voice was not loud, but it was full of heartfelt concern.
The large living room was actually very quiet, with just the two of them conversing softly.
"But in the end, they’re just trying. If others don’t understand, can’t we, as family, understand her?"
Mu Zihao’s voice was even lower, and his eyes were filled with indulgence and generosity towards his wife.
"But—I still feel it’s not appropriate."
Feng Fanghua was so anxious she felt a stomachache coming on.
"If we, as her family, can’t understand and support her, then she will truly be alone. She has finally found a little sense of belonging in this family, and if you stir up trouble over this..."
Mu Zihao didn’t continue, but his point was made.
"I’m now seriously doubting it’s because she wasn’t taught properly when she was young that she can’t distinguish what’s important now. If her mother were still here, would she let her go and attend to another man after marrying Yichen?"
Feng Fanghua couldn’t help but ask another question.
"If her mother was still here, would she have been left all alone abroad?"
Mu Zihao continued speaking.
"She’s all alone? I’m the one who’s all alone, okay? Didn’t my son follow her right after?"
"Fanghua!"
Mu Zihao could only hold her shoulders with both hands to calm her down.
"I know what I’m saying is unpleasant. I don’t have many pleasant words to say. You know I’ve been outspoken since I was young, and anyway, I don’t agree with Qin Mu going to Paris."
Feng Fanghua was held by her shoulders and didn’t move, but her attitude was very clear, with her gaze and aura entirely in protest.
"We couldn’t stop this even if we tried. As long as our son doesn’t say anything, why should we interfere? Huanhuan isn’t ho these days; it’s a good opportunity for to take you hiking, how about that?"
Feng Fanghua was moved by what he said, but at that mont, she really didn’t feel like going hiking at all.
"I have to call Mu Yichen, that kid. I don’t believe he won’t be jealous."
From Feng Fanghua’s understanding of Mu Yichen, that kid was probably already stewing in jealousy.
Mu Zihao still wanted to stop her, but seeing that she had already dialed the number, he could only helplessly stand down and let her go ahead and hit the wall.
They were both believers in love, even though they were older.
But they were also aware of the various kinds of accidents and even so very irresponsible behaviors that might occur between a man and a woman left alone.
Yes, at this mont Feng Fanghua was overthinking, but she couldn’t stop herself from this line of thought.
Feng Fanghua was calling Mu Yi when Qin Mu was about to hold Huanhuan on her way back to her and Mu Yichen’s room. Qin Mu heard a couple of sentences, but she didn’t stop walking. She was afraid that Huanhuan would be woken up and didn’t want to let so words disturb her.
This trip to Paris was non-negotiable.
She understood Feng Fanghua’s concerns. Feng Fanghua’s heart was entirely devoted to this family; she didn’t want any mbers to be involved in scandals or to tarnish the Mu Family’s reputation.
Qin Mu had also reflected lately, wondering if staying here was right or wrong. She feared she might bring controversy to the Mu Family, but she, Huanhuan, and Mu Yichen were now a unit; she couldn’t walk away as easily as she used to.
Moreover, once she ca to terms with the various issues facing a household living together, she had prepared for them all. So now, she could face these issues calmly, particularly with Mu Zihao willing to speak rationally on her behalf.
Later, after she had taken a bath and laid down, just having covered Huanhuan with a blanket, she heard her phone ring. She imdiately turned to look and saw a video call request from President Mu on her phone. Not wanting to wake Huanhuan, she quickly answered it, but didn’t aim the phone at her face. Instead, she placed it on her legs and pinched her cheeks hard a couple of tis to feel more at ease, before finally bringing the phone up to her face.
During his last visit, they had parted on bad terms, but now she just wanted to take a good look at him.
Yes!
And indeed, she saw him very clearly. He seed to be using the projector mode to chat with her, lying on the bed, wearing the dark pajamas provided by the hotel that looked like the expensive, specially prepared kind.
She even spotted his toes moving. His chest rose and fell slowly, as if in contemplation?
Upon seeing his face and his deep eyes that seed to draw her in, Qin Mu instinctively wanted to look away.
"Going to Paris tomorrow?"
He was straight to the point, his dark, proud eyes fixed on Qin Mu through the cara.
"Yes!"
His voice was cold and distant, his gaze sharp. Qin Mu, feeling uneasy inside, quietly agreed.
Just then, she had involuntarily inspected him from head to toe and even thought about the feel of his solid chest. Qin Mu was surprised she had allowed her thoughts to wander so far, and after snapping back to reality, felt a little annoyed and turned away to look at her daughter to steady her emotions.
"I probably can’t stop you, but take off your pajamas and show as compensation, can I?"
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