"Okay!"
Qin Mu agreed, then closed the door.
Looking at the bag in her hand, which wasn’t particularly heavy but was quite bulky, she couldn’t help but marvel at how impressive the delivery service was these days.
Tonight she could enjoy eating chips and watching cartoons with Huanhuan. Hmm, Boss Mu could have so too.
As she thought this, she unintentionally lifted her eyes and saw Mu Yichen standing at the dining room entrance, looking at her with a helpless expression.
"It’s snacks, we’ll eat them while watching TV after dinner!"
Mu Yichen didn’t say much more; no matter how much he scolded her, his heart was still utterly indulgent towards her. After giving her another glance, he turned around and went back.
anwhile, Huanhuan, who had been watching TV, couldn’t help but get excited and almost jumped up, reaching for the bag as soon as she saw her mother carrying a big bag of snacks.
"Nope, you can only have them after dinner."
Qin Mu showed off the snacks right in front of her then bent down seriously and responsibly to explain to her.
Huanhuan imdiately pouted her pretty pink lips in disappointnt.
However, during dinner, she forgot all about the snacks; children at this age seed especially prone to forgetting things that just happened.
That was probably for the best; Qin Mu felt that if a person had to rember everything that happened to them, it would indeed be tiring. They might even be worn out by it.
Mu Yichen watched his daughter eating with such gusto and felt reassured, then looked at his wife: "You should eat more, too."
"I might have eaten too much at lunch!"
She said with a laugh, feeling a bit weak.
Mu Yichen’s reproachful gaze fell on her, but it made her feel a warm fuzziness inside.
It seed that his look wasn’t so much reproach as deep affection.
"Was Mom happier when you picked up Huanhuan tonight?"
As Qin Mu ate, she couldn’t help but ask. She was worried Feng Fanghua was still unhappy; after all, it’s not good for an elderly person to be upset all the ti. She certainly didn’t want to see Feng Fanghua burdened with health issues, even if she wasn’t exactly a model daughter-in-law.
"It was okay!"
Mu Yichen pondered for a mont and, recalling the resentful look in Feng Fanghua’s eyes as he left, spoke dispassionately.
Qin Mu unintentionally licked her lips, feeling that his response was appeasing.
She then turned to look at her daughter, who was eating and had no interest in their conversation.
Qin Mu had no choice but to change the subject: "How about I sign up for a cooking class?"
"Do you even have ti for that?"
He asked quietly.
Qin Mu...
Suddenly rembered her show, it was already the end of the year, but then she thought about the day and looked at the man across with a plaintive gaze: "You even know I’m free, huh?"
Mu Yichen...
After dinner, mother and daughter snuggled on the couch to start watching cartoons, and after Mu Yichen had cleaned up the kitchen, he ca out too, standing behind the two of them with arms crossed, watching the TV screen.
He didn’t find it interesting in the slightest; he never watched this type of cartoon when he was young. Of course, he rembered how Jiang Zhiyuan was very fond of them. Back then, he and Jing Feng, along with several boys their age, would worry that he might turn out... different, but fortunately, he hadn’t.
However, looking down at his wife and daughter, who were having such a good ti, he suddenly found aning in these childish films.
Though he sat on the couch, continuing to check his emails on his phone the entire ti.
He was in a single seat, while Qin Mu and Huanhuan were on the larger couch in the center but closer to his side. Seeing him focused on his phone, she imdiately extended the bag of chips toward him.
Mu Yichen reflexively looked up at her, then, sowhat reluctantly, reached his hand into the bag, expecting to grab a chip, but...
Qin Mu laughed mischievously: "Haha, just kidding."
Mu Yichen’s gaze chilled even further.
After understanding his look, Qin Mu cleared her throat lightly and then continued to pretend to be engrossed in the movie.
Mu Yichen lowered his head again, but after only two seconds, he looked up again at her blushing face.
Huanhuan was still intently watching the movie, so he put down his phone and moved to join his wife and daughter, squeezing in next to Qin Mu.
Just as Qin Mu opened another bag of chips, he quickly reached in before her and snatched a chip to eat. Qin Mu was taken aback for a mont, then turned to see him squeezing in beside her.
"Go back to your phone!"
Qin Mu said, worried she might distract him from his work, her tone half-joking.
"No!"
He replied blandly, then leaned back against the sofa, his arm resting behind her.
Just quietly accompanying her and their daughter as they continued to watch the movie, of course, mainly watching her.
Eventually, Huanhuan lay on Qin Mu’s legs and fell asleep. Qin Mu gently stroked her daughter’s shoulder and turned off the movie after a while.
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