Qin Haiming trusted that mother and daughter too much. No matter the reason he had shared with them, she would not forgive him. He caused the death of her mother, and now he wanted to prevent her from having children. For her whole life, this grudge was firmly rooted and deep-seeded.
"I don’t think this has anything to do with Qin Haiming, Mumu. Your dad wouldn’t wish to harm you to the point you can’t have children."
After Mu Yichen returned to the room and saw her standing at the window, hugging herself in solitude, he walked up behind her and gently grasped her shoulders to remind her.
"He’s not my dad! No matter the reason, as long as it was him who told Zhang Rujia, I will not forgive him."
Qin Mu stubbornly spoke, her voice unintentionally trembling towards the end.
"Fine! Let’s not think about it too much, okay?"
Qin Mu didn’t care to think about him, but her hatred towards that mother and daughter grew increasingly intense, especially since they even refused to let her have children.
The next day, Qin Mu went to the Qin Family’s house again, and she threw the photos that Mu Yichen’s people had taken of the mother and daughter duo out together, tightly-knit, on his desk.
The study, which had been deathly silent, was stirred by the sound.
Qin Haiming frowned as he looked at the photos on the desk. He knew Zhang Rujia would quietly help Qin Mingzhu, but he didn’t expect Qin Mu to have them tracked.
"Is this the relationship cutoff you promised ?"
Qin Mu looked at him with a questioning gaze.
"Mumu..."
"There’s one more thing I want you to clarify for , very clearly."
Qin Mu didn’t wait for him to finish; she didn’t want to listen to his bureaucratic talk.
"You say it."
Qin Haiming was eager to push the matter aside and couldn’t wait to hear the next thing from Qin Mu.
"Did you tell Zhang Rujia and Qin Mingzhu about my taking Chinese dicine?"
When Qin Mu asked him, her eyes were devoid of warmth, filled only with loathing.
"What do you an by that?"
"Just answer !"
Qin Mu didn’t want to waste words with him. She just wanted to hear his answer — a yes or no!
She discovered how pitiful her own heart was, still hoping there was that slight bit of privacy between her and this man.
She wished his love for her was genuine, harboring such an unrealistic thought.
"I said it!"
Qin Haiming admitted frankly.
Qin Mu gasped, her eyes filling with tears and sarcasm afterwards.
She laughed, but it was a laugh of ridicule.
Ridiculing her own naivety, ridiculing her own stupidity.
"Your beloved wife and your dearest treasure, they went to the hospital’s herbal pharmacy to find soone to tamper with my Chinese dicine, mixing in birth control drugs that will prevent from having more children."
Qin Mu couldn’t help but tremble as she took out that set of docunts from her bag. After throwing them onto the table, she looked at him in despair, "I truly wish I were not your biological daughter. Perhaps if my mother had loved another man, I wouldn’t hate you so much right now, hate every drop of blood in my veins."
Having said that, she turned around and walked out; she didn’t want to take another look at this man.
After she left, the study was once again plunged into complete silence.
Qin Haiming picked up the docunts and opened them. Although the photo was blurry, it was indeed his wife and daughter, a woman wearing a white coat, and the blood test report for Qin Mu. Coincidentally, he recognized both the words and the nas on it.
How could Qin Haiming have dared to imagine that his own wife would do such a cruel thing?
Since Qin Mu’s return, Zhang Rujia had been acting a bit abnormal, and her actions sowhat unreliable. But lately, Zhang Rujia had improved a lot, seemingly returning to the understanding and good wife and mother of the past. But today...
His eyes struggled to focus on the words before him, and he didn’t understand. Was the woman he had taken back against his conscience really such a cruel person?
He refused to believe it.
anwhile, Zhang Rujia was still checking the accounts in the store. The accounts from the past few days were in complete disarray; it truly was a deficit.
And then there was the counter of JY.
Zhang Rujia suddenly felt the initials JY seed familiar. After thinking carefully, she imdiately grabbed her bag and left the mall.
When she got ho, sure enough, Qin Haiming was still there, still in the study as he had been when she left that morning.
"Husband, I know who owns the counter that has been competing with . It’s Qin Mu, your precious daughter," she burst into the room excitedly, closed the door behind her, and ca to his side. But no matter what she said or how agitated she was, the man sitting at the desk did not respond with even a single word.
"Husband, did you hear what I said?" she asked again, then cast her eyes down to the table...
Qin Haiming’s lips moved slightly as if he wanted to speak, but in the end, he said nothing.
Precious daughter?
Honestly, for the peace of this family, he had not hesitated to send Qin Mu to Paris.
How many years had it been since he last treasured Qin Mu? He was very clear about it in his heart.
"Husband, where did all these co from?"
Zhang Rujia picked up the photos on the desk, looking at one after the other: the pictures of her giving money to Qin Mingzhu, taking her to the outside mansion, and the two of them shopping. She suddenly stuttered.
"I can let bygones be bygones with all this!"
Qin Haiming’s deep voice said a few words.
Zhang Rujia looked up at him excitedly, on the verge of laughter, but seeing his expression, she ultimately didn’t dare to let it out. Instead, she circled to his side, knelt at his knees, and grasped his hands with force, "Husband, she is our only daughter after all. We can just put on a show for outsiders, let her suffer a bit outside and then let her co back, okay?"
Qin Haiming looked down at her seemingly reasonable deanor and imdiately withdrew his hand from her grasp, frowning at her, "Her co back? You might as well move out and live with her."
Qin Haiming’s voice was tired and rciless.
Zhang Rujia suddenly opened her mouth but couldn’t speak, just looking at him in astonishnt, suddenly not understanding.
"Or perhaps you’d like to take a look at another set of docunts!"
Qin Haiming asked in a low voice. Then he took out the docunts he had just placed in the drawer again; he had thought to discuss them with her in the evening, but she had returned so quickly.
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