Don’t leave the house even when we argue, then...
Suddenly, a certain night flashed through her mind when they had agreed after an argunt that no matter what, they would never turn their backs on each other.
Suddenly, she rembered, after he quietly returned to their room last night.
He didn’t sleep on his son’s side but went to sleep behind her instead.
She was already sleeping on the edge, so, just barely, there was a little space enough for him to lie on his side.
He still held her in his arms.
Why didn’t he tell her about Zhuo Wen’s matter?
Was he afraid she’d get angry?
But did he ever consider that not telling her would make her even angrier?
Latter she called Feng Fanghua, and after finding out where they were, she went to look for them.
They were in the pharmaceutical factory’s office, and when Qin Mu drove there, the employees of the factory were a bit stunned.
Because they saw Mu Yichen’s car, but the person who got out was soone else.
An employee ca out and nodded at her, Qin Mu nodded back, "Hello! Could you tell where the boss’s office is?"
"Who are you?"
The employee asked her, puzzled.
"Oh, I’m Qin Mu, the Mu Family’s daughter-in-law!"
Qin Mu suddenly thought that nobody knew Qin Mu, but they should know the Mu Family’s daughter-in-law.
"Oh, hello! I’m the factory manager, Gao Zengya. The boss and his wife are up there in that building, on the top floor," he said.
Qin Mu was also surprised; the factory manager was still wearing his work clothes.
"Thank you!"
She nodded in thanks to the man and then left.
The factory manager was about to leave but couldn’t help shaking his head, feeling sowhat unreal.
Qin Mu went to the office building and discovered that there were actually such nice rooms here.
She knocked on the door, and Feng Fanghua opened it, startled to see her: "You ca quite quickly, please co in!"
"Yes! Dad!"
Qin Mu walked in with her, greeting Mu Zihao first before taking in her surroundings.
She noticed the room was filled with old furniture but sohow felt very cozy.
"Mommy!"
Huanhuan, who was playing with toys, happily dashed over when she saw her.
"Good girl!"
Qin Mu instinctively wrapped her arms around her, then picked her up.
"Has Chengcheng had his formula yet?" Qin Mu asked.
"Not yet! I was about to feed him when you said you were coming over, so I didn’t," Feng Fanghua explained.
"Then you two talk for a bit, I’ll go take a look at the workshop," Mu Zihao said as he stood up from the sofa, not forgetting to wipe his grandson’s mouth.
"Okay!"
After Mu Zihao left, Qin Mu put down Huanhuan to feed her son, and Huanhuan stuck out her tongue at the side: Brother is shy.
Qin Mu glanced at her and scolded: Do you think you weren’t like this when you were little?
Huanhuan made a face and went back to her toys.
Feng Fanghua sat down on the sofa next to Qin Mu.
The sofas here were all of the old kind, huge and made from dark blue soft leather, with a layer of warm material spread on top.
After sitting down, Feng Fanghua looked at Qin Mu and asked in a low voice, "Why the cold war recently?"
Qin Mu was startled, then chuckled: "I thought you’d gotten used to us being like this."
"Used to it or not, there’s always a reason, right? Zhuo Wen has already left, our family should be harmonious, shouldn’t we? Does he have another woman by his side? Or did he do sothing to make you angry? Is it because of Chengcheng?"
Feng Fanghua guessed, considering that after Chengcheng was born, Mu Yichen seed sowhat repulsed on the surface.
"No, that’s not it!"
Qin Mu held back her tears, suddenly at a loss for how to explain to an elder.
"There must be a reason. A cold war can’t happen without cause, right?"
"Mom! It’s really nothing!"
Qin Mu found it a bit difficult to be questioned this way.
Feng Fanghua looked at her earnestly, becoming more anxious the more she watched, because Qin Mu just wouldn’t give a clear answer.
"Why can’t you talk to about it? I can scold him on your behalf if you tell . Haven’t I said before, to treat like your own mother from now on? That ans you should consider yourself as my own daughter, not Qingxin, not Mu Yichen’s wife, but my daughter."
Qin Mu’s heart surged with emotion, but she could only lower her eyes and say softly, "Zhuo Wen didn’t leave."
"What?"
Feng Fanghua thought for a long ti but hadn’t anticipated this twist.
"Zhuo Wen is still in the city, staying at AM," Qin Mu said softly.
Feng Fanghua...
Even though Qin Mu’s voice was soft, her ears weren’t failing; Zhuo Wen had told them she was going back to Australia, yet...
She hadn’t left.
"Then! What is she doing in Rongcheng? Have you seen her?" Feng Fanghua asked.
"Sort of. But I never officially greeted her. Her fiancé ca too!"
Feng Fanghua’s eyes moved, confused.
"What’s going on here?"
Feng Fanghua blinked, her mind racing.
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