Yang Qianxi subconsciously replied that way, but after giving it a second thought, they really hadn’t said much.
"Hmph, just passing on a greeting? She doesn’t want you anymore, yet you’re still protecting her."
Jing Qing stared down at her hands as she spoke, noting that her fingers were sowhat rough today and frowned in annoyance.
"I’m not protecting her, there’s not that deep a friendship between us!"
Yang Qianxi turned her head and argued softly with her, she really didn’t like Jing Qing’s condescending attitude.
"Is that so? Then have I misunderstood?"
Jing Qing turned her gaze on her, seemingly gentle but with a look that could kill.
Yang Qianxi naturally couldn’t compare with her in various aspects, including depth of thought.
Yang Qianxi couldn’t help but feel a discomfort in her throat as she swallowed, then she bowed her head and continued to hang clothes that weren’t properly placed.
Jing Qing just kept staring at her, and eventually, irate, she picked up her bag to leave, but before she did, she said to her, "When you have ti, help dig up so dirt on Young Master Mu. Let know imdiately if you find anything useful."
Yang Qianxi’s eyes flickered when she heard the words "Young Master Mu," and then she humd in response.
After Jing Qing left, she glanced at the door, hung the clothes properly, and then also left the company.
Young Master Mu! In reality, she only ever went to two places, one was his office building, the other was the AM parking lot.
Of course, she wouldn’t tell Jing Qing every ti she saw Mu Yichen; that feeling of being thrilled after seeing a loved one was sothing she wanted to secretly cherish alone.
Today was no different; she went to wait quietly beneath his office building, secretly anticipating his departure from work.
Mu Yichen ca out with Qiao Yi, and she watched stealthily from a corner, her heart pounding like a little deer. She felt her heart might leap out of her chest.
After leaving Qin Mu’s place, she thought it would be difficult to see him again, but she didn’t expect that Jing Qing asking her to keep an eye on Mu Yichen would turn into what she felt was the best job in the world.
Just before getting into the car, Qiao Yi suddenly looked back: "Why do I always feel like soone’s watching us?"
Mu Yichen glanced at him, thinking he was just being paranoid, and got into the car first to leave.
Right, he was eager to pick up his wife and get ho to make babies.
Qin Mu hadn’t gotten pregnant yet, and the surprising extres in his moods from extre disappointnt to feeling an inexhaustible vigor were significant.
Qin Mu didn’t return to the studio; a call from Feng Fanghua took her to the Mu family’s ho for dinner. The old master was delighted to see her: "I heard you’re going to open your own boutique here?"
"Yes! It’s currently being renovated. Once it’s ready, I’d like Grandpa to be our first custor."
"Oh? Do you have clothes that this old man can wear?"
"As long as Grandpa graces us with his presence, I can design whatever Grandpa wishes."
"Can you design sothing with more style than the old man from the Jing Family, but comfortable? I can’t wear clothes that are too stiff."
"Of course!"
Qin Mu imdiately agreed, as it wasn’t a difficult task.
"Really?" The old master was thrilled upon hearing this; he wasn’t soone with a taste for finery and always felt exhausted seeing the stately appearance of the old master from the Jing Family.
"Of course, it’s true, your granddaughter-in-law happens to do just that."
Mu Zihao chid in from the side; he held Qin Mu’s design skills in high regard and always felt that his daughter-in-law would surely beco a powerful force in the design world soday.
Feng Fanghua glanced at him from beside and just smiled without saying a word. She didn’t deny Qin Mu’s abilities, but for Qin Mu to reach Jian Yan’s level, it would naturally take so years, even though she was already known as a reputed up-and-coming designer in the country.
"Humph, that’s nice, saves from that old man’s constant complaints about my dowdy attire."
"For your Grandpa’s upcoming birthday, you really could help him design a proper suit."
"Good! I’ll get started on that in the next couple of days."
Actually, why wait for a special occasion to design clothes? Qin Mu suddenly felt that she had been really thoughtless; she should have designed sothing for the old master long ago.
"Focus on your important work first; there’s no rush for mine."
The old master shook his head, and stroked the little girl who was playing with toys near Qin Mu, his eyes growing soft and fond as he looked at Huanhuan.
Huanhuan also looked up at him and instinctively smiled at him.
The old master was happy: "Huanhuan, this little girl, is really getting more and more adorable!"
"Yes, she’s very much like her father when he was young."
Feng Fanghua, super happy to hear that, quickly added on.
"What do you an, ’like Yichen when he was young’? I think she was pretty good when Mumu was young too!"
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