Turning around, he saw him closing the door and coming over, so he asked, "Why aren’t you staying with Miss Zhuo?"
"What’s there to accompany her for?"
Mu Yichen said, then walked past her to the bed and lay down directly on it.
Qin Mu felt that Director Mu was in quite a good mood today.
"Honestly, Mu Yichen, you’re happy that Zhuo Wen is at the house, aren’t you?"
She had never seen him smile like that at any other woman.
Mu Yichen propped himself up on the bed with his arms, lifted his upper body to look at her, "They say pregnant won are particularly prone to fanciful thoughts, and I believe it!"
Qin Mu...
He lay down again, "Co and lie down!"
"I can’t lie down as easily as you can, I’d better sit!"
After saying this, Qin Mu walked over to the couch and sat down, then lowered her head to fiddle with her fingers.
Honestly, she really didn’t like this guest at the house.
But everyone seed so happy.
Mu Yichen sat up again, and when he saw she was genuinely upset, he stood up, went over, sat beside her, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and asked her seriously in a low voice, "Don’t you like her being at ho?"
"Hmm!"
Qin Mu responded.
"Then I’ll ask her to leave!"
Mu Yichen said.
Qin Mu turned to look at him upon hearing his straightforward statent.
Mu Yichen didn’t move but kept looking at her.
The air suddenly beca awkward.
Qin Mu knew he would not do such a thing, but he indeed let her down.
"How about we move back to the apartnt in a couple of days?" he pondered, realizing she truly disliked the situation and thus made a decision.
"Hmm!"
She responded blandly again, but unintentionally chuckled, then looked out the window, "What’s with the weather today? Did you feel the ground was dirty on your way back? Rain mixed with snow?"
She supported her waist with her hands, carrying her large belly and slowly walked towards the window.
Mu Yichen still sat there, one hand resting on the back of the couch, his sexy fingers tapping lightly a couple of tis before imdiately turning his head to look at Qin Mu’s figure.
She had always been very sensitive.
In the few years since she ca back, he had been working hard to prevent her from feeling uncomfortable.
So...
He absolutely couldn’t let his efforts go to waste.
That’s why he didn’t talk to Zhuo Wen during dinner like he did in the afternoon.
Zhuo Wen, being perceptive, naturally noticed the change and refrained from speaking much.
The old master didn’t think too much of it but Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao sensed sothing subtly off.
"I hear your master is JY! That master is as elusive as a dragon, it’s impressive that you could beco his apprentice,"
Zhuo Wen began speaking to Qin Mu.
"Hmm! Actually, I’m not that impressive, it’s more that Director Mu is impressive."
Qin Mu spoke, then turned to look at Mu Yichen.
Mu Yichen just smiled faintly: Do you really think Jian Yan can be bribed with money? I am just part of your additional conditions.
"Additional, but the only one."
Mu Yichen looked at Qin Mu, Qin Mu also looked at him, and then turned to Zhuo Wen.
"Oh my! That’s just too sweet! Too bad my fiancé isn’t here, otherwise, I’d make you two taste the flavor of being tornted,"
Zhuo Wen couldn’t help but laugh while saying this to them.
"Xiaowen, when did you get engaged?"
"Not engaged yet, Auntie!"
Zhuo Wen answered Feng Fanghua’s question.
"Oh? But you already have a fiancé, don’t you?"
Feng Fanghua asked curiously, suddenly feeling a little worried.
"We plan to get engaged once I return, and by the way, I’m already wearing my engagent ring!"
Zhuo Wen said, lifting her hand to show off her diamond ring.
Feng Fanghua then seed relieved.
"Even though mutual affection between two people is more important than anything else, without marriage, how can you form a family? Isn’t that like saying it could end at any mont? You must get married."
The old master, as part of the older generation, also seed sowhat traditional in his thinking.
"Yes! You’re right! My grandfather said the sa, so we’re planning to get engaged by the end of the year, and maybe we’ll get married before May Day after the new year!"
Zhuo Wen agreed, not contradicting the elder at all.
Her arrival had suddenly made the house lively.
Huanhuan, eating her al, glanced at the pretty aunt, feeling like she seed radiant when she smiled.
So she deliberately knocked over her little bowl.
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