But could Jing Qing still et Mu Yichen?
Mu Yichen simply wouldn’t see her; Mu Qingxin happened to bring her child ho to her parents that day, so when the Mu Family butler ca to the living room to say that Miss Jing from the Jing Family was outside asking to see him, no one agreed to let her in.
Qin Mu was right by Mu Yichen’s side. She turned her head to look at the man who was languidly leaning on the sofa, and Mu Yichen’s eyes were indifferent, "Don’t see her!"
After Qin Mu heard that, she didn’t say anything else, and it seed the elders also let out a sigh of relief. At this mont, no one was willing to see anyone from the Jing Family anymore.
Since their paths did not align, there was no need to maintain a superficial relationship.
So, a direct refusal was the most appropriate.
"Miss Jing says she must see the young master!"
The butler said another sentence, seeming sowhat troubled.
"Just because she wants to see, should she be seen? She’s the young lady of the Jing Family, not a princess highness; she really thinks too highly of herself, huh?"
Mu Qingxin couldn’t help but mutter.
Feng Fanghua glanced at her daughter, and Mu Qingxin went on, "Did I say sothing wrong? Hasn’t she caused enough trouble for my brother and Qin Mu? Hasn’t she troubled our family enough?"
Feng Fanghua sighed helplessly after listening, "There’s an old saying, ’Don’t judge a book by its cover,’ which ans not to look down on others! But now I think we shouldn’t overestimate others either. It’s enough to just be ourselves!"
Mu Qingxin was surprised by her mother’s sudden statent and couldn’t help but laugh, "Wow, my mom should beco a teacher!"
"Go on! Stop causing trouble!"
Feng Fanghua said again after looking at her daughter.
Mu Qingxin had no choice but to stop causing trouble, took her son out of the stroller, and then lovingly nestled him in her arms.
"Just say Yichen isn’t here! Tell her not to co again in the future!"
Mu Zihao said, looking down.
"Yes! If she doesn’t listen again, just ignore her. That girl is really stubborn!"
The old master was also looking down at his newspaper, adding a few more words after hearing his son’s remark.
"Yes!"
The butler imdiately nodded, then went to tell Jing Qing.
Qin Mu suddenly rembered her early days in Rongcheng. Back then, Jing Qing wasn’t so humble, nor particularly scheming.
She rembered how Jing Qing had tried to befriend her, even attempted to call her ’sister.’ But then...
Since she hadn’t agreed to be called ’sister,’ Jing Qing had categorised her as an enemy.
Actually, even if she had called Jing Qing ’sister,’ she believed that she would still have fallen out with Jing Qing eventually. The pattern of their altercation might have been different, and Jing Qing would have had more excuses to reprimand her for stealing Jing Qing’s man.
Hmm! That was clearly her, Qin Mu’s, man.
A man who had followed her to Paris since she was eight years old! Of course, he was her man!
"Mumu, call your dad and ask him to co ho for dinner tonight!"
Mu Zihao suddenly suggested.
"Oh! Okay!"
Qin Mu was a bit surprised, but after thinking it over, she nodded.
"You two have put that matter behind you, and your dad has been so worried about both of you. It’s only right to invite him over for a al."
Mu Zihao explained in a low voice.
Qin Mu couldn’t really say much about Qin Haiming’s matters, she just nodded again.
Mu Qingxin noticed that the relationship between father and daughter seed to have beco a bit tricky, but she didn’t ask further.
Later, Jiang Yan told her many things, which made her no longer ask others about things that could make them sad, as she might have in the past.
Mu Yichen lifted his hand to gently gather the hair in front of Qin Mu’s shoulder to the back, his gaze at her—
killing those who aren’t in the company of their husbands!
Qin Mu fiddled with her hair to the side and glanced at him, "Don’t ss with my hair!"
Mu Yichen, after hearing that, ssed with it again, her hair becoming disheveled.
Qin Mu looked at him a bit angrily, but he just smiled, his hands going to smooth her hair again.
"Sigh! There’s just no way to deal with you! And our daughter is watching right there!"
Feng Fanghua spoke and raised her eyes toward the window where the little girl was sitting on the carpet playing with Legos.
Huanhuan, upon hearing the word ’daughter,’ looked up, then started pulling Mu Qingxin, who was holding the child, to sit with her as if she wanted to play with her brother as well.
Everyone couldn’t help but start laughing.
Mu Qingxin sat down with crossed legs, playing with her, and asked, "Huanhuan! Do you really want to play with your auntie?"
Huanhuan looked up at her, using those particularly pitiful eyes of hers, then shook her head, her little hand pointing at the little guy in her arms.
Mu Qingxin...
"This girl seed quite opposed to having another child in the house at first, but now she seems quite fond of it!"
Feng Fanghua was the happiest, thinking that her lessons these past days hadn’t been in vain.
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