"Is Huanhuan asleep?"
He had just finished a phone call and ca over to take his daughter from Qin Mu’s arms.
"Mm!"
Qin Mu nodded, handing over her daughter; she seed sowhat reluctant to move forward.
"Open the door to the lounge for ."
Mu Yichen instructed.
Only then did Qin Mu lift her gaze before heading to the lounge.
After opening the door, she naturally went to the bed to help move the pillow aside and pull back the blanket.
Mu Yichen carefully placed his daughter on the bed, then tucked her in.
Qin Mu glanced up, "Weren’t you playing cards?"
"They’re still there, I just ca up for a bit because of sothing."
Mu Yichen said.
Qin Mu nodded but then suddenly rembered that waiter. It couldn’t be that he was looking for him, could it?
But she didn’t ask further, simply looking at her daughter who had already fallen asleep before planning to leave.
"Then, I..."
"About Zhuo Wen."
"Don’t talk to about her."
Qin Mu, upon hearing the na Zhuo Wen, showed a lack of interest. Honestly, after she hit Zhuo Wen, she really didn’t hold any grudges against her anymore.
It was him she was angry at; his carelessness, his disregard.
She heard that he had actually been investigating Zhuo Wen for a while, but hadn’t found anything, so he didn’t take any action. After thinking it over, Qin Mu decided to speak less and turned to leave.
Mu Yichen’s dark pupils watched her, following her out.
"My colleagues are gathering. I’ll go down first."
Qin Mu spoke softly and then left.
"I’ll take Huanhuan tonight."
"No need, I’ll take care of her after she wakes up."
Qin Mu refused.
Mu Yichen actually wanted to pounce on her, to hold her from behind and press her down on the couch and have his way.
But reason, surprisingly, prevailed over impulse.
Mu Yichen watched helplessly as she left, then went back to the lounge.
He had planned to use their daughter to stay at the Mu Mansion tonight.
It seems that’s not going to happen.
Mu Yichen lay beside his daughter, watching her sleep so soundly, gently touching her forehead, sweeping her bangs aside.
He thought to himself: Huanhuan, when can you ask your mother to invite daddy back to the Mu Family’s ho? I’ll grant you a wish, okay?
He figured his daughter must have a big wish waiting for his help to fulfill.
Suddenly, he thought of Qin Mu. If she got along well with Qin Haiming, would he now be getting a beating from his father-in-law?
Luckily she was a woman of few words, which probably saved him from that fate, right?
Outside, snowflakes had started to float down again, as if blown by the wind.
Now, the entire Rongcheng was covered in white.
Every gust of wind would whip up a layer of those chilly snowflakes.
Huanhuan cuddled closer to him, her beautiful, long eyelashes fluttered slightly against her rosy skin, creating a beautiful contrast.
Mu Yichen couldn’t help but reach out to touch her, the little one’s skin was truly amazing.
But his wife’s skin was also soft and tender. Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but sigh, "Why is your mom so stubborn?"
Huanhuan didn’t answer, but the door to the lounge suddenly opened.
"Have you seen my phone?"
Qin Mu realized she had lost her phone from her pocket on her way.
Mu Yichen, hearing the sound from behind, stiffened. When had she stood there? Did she hear his soliloquy?
Mu Yichen turned his head, then imdiately sat up, "Your phone? Did you lose it?"
Qin Mu, initially moved by seeing him accompany their daughter, now found his foolishness a bit disappointing, so she went in to search for herself, and then saw a pink phone on the blanket at the foot of the bed.
"You two keep sleeping."
Qin Mu said as she picked up her phone and left.
Mu Yichen: "Qin Mu, can you please look at properly?"
Qin Mu didn’t understand his sudden irritation, but did she even need to look at him? With her eyes closed, she could still imagine what he looked like.
"So now, not only do I have to leave ho, but you won’t even look at directly?"
"How do you know I didn’t look?"
Qin Mu asked and then walked away.
Mu Yichen...
He felt like he was going to fall apart, yeah, how did he know she hadn’t looked?
In an instant, he saw that the little girl lying on the bed had wide, black eyes open, looking at him, and that look seed to say: my poor daddy!
In the afternoon, Qin Mu took Huanhuan and Mu Qingxin back ho. As they drove past a park, the car slowed: "Shall we go in for a walk?"
Mu Qingxin looked at the thick layer of snow on the trees inside and then at the little girl beside her, "Huanhuan, do you want to play in the snow?"
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