She wasn’t the cowardly type.
"Haiming, maybe it really is retribution, I’ve been diagnosed with cancer,"
Her hand grasped Qin Haiming’s as she lowered her head, tears covering her face.
Qin Haiming remained silent, thinking of Qin Mu and Mingzhu’s arrival.
"Haiming, I might not survive! I ca over tonight just to see you, you are the man I’ve loved the most in my life, and I only wish to be buried beside you."
She cried, raising her tear-filled eyes to look at him.
"But Rujia, after I die, I need to go to Mumu’s mom, to atone for my sins."
Qin Haiming lowered his head to look at her pitiful state, even if he was heartless, he couldn’t give this woman anything more, because there was another woman he owed a lifeti to, waiting for him to atone.
Zhang Rujia was stunned, looking at him with such a pitiable gaze, her tears falling one by one, even able to heartrendingly shake a person’s heart.
"The doctor said that even if I underwent surgery, I might not survive the operation table, it’s already in the late stage."
Her voice suddenly hoarse, she stopped looking at him, lowering her head just to let her tears fall.
Qin Haiming’s eyebrows instantly furrowed: Late stage?
"Yes, uterine cancer, late stage!"
She wiped her tears, nodding with a kind of reckless courage in her words.
Qin Haiming’s eyes flickered with a myriad of thoughts.
Qin Mu had said Zhang Rujia wasn’t in the late stage, but Zhang Rujia herself said she was in the late stage. So, was she or was she not in the late stage?
Qin Haiming lowered his head to look at her, unable to say a word.
Just the sound of Zhang Rujia’s sobbing made the entire house filled with sorrow.
Even the auntie who hadn’t slept was startled. Although she was a bad person, when she heard the news, she still felt a pang of pain, after all, as a woman, she knew how painful it could be when the disease got serious.
——
After Qin Mu returned ho, Huanhuan had just finished bathing and ca out wearing pajamas printed with Princess Sophia, Feng Fanghua ca out to see her return and said, "It’s perfect timing, my back is a bit sore tonight, you accompany Huanhuan to sleep."
"Are you okay? Do you want to give you a massage later on?"
"You go and coax the child to sleep first."
Feng Fanghua thought to herself, she didn’t even know what ti Huanhuan would fall asleep.
Qin Mu nodded, but she wasn’t really willing to coax Huanhuan to sleep. If they were still living in Paris, Huanhuan would probably have gotten used to sleeping alone by now.
But once they returned to Rongcheng, this little princess who should have been independent suddenly got different treatnt, needing soone to accompany her to sleep, and to hear stories.
"Mu Chenghuan, get into bed yourself."
As soon as Feng Fanghua left, Qin Mu pointed her chin towards the bed and ordered.
Huanhuan imdiately responded with a "Yes!"
She even imitated the saluting style of officers to their superiors on TV, standing up straight with an earnest deanor.
Indeed, she resembled her sowhat, Qin Mu couldn’t help but feel proud, but of course, she wouldn’t say it out loud; then she got into bed to hug her: "Mommy won’t tell a bedti story tonight, is that okay? Schoolchildren should sleep by themselves."
When Huanhuan heard Qin Mu’s words, she looked up at her with those calm, large eyes clearly filled with grievance.
"How about this, let’s make a deal. Tomorrow, after you go to school, ask the kids in your class, if there are more than five kids who sleep on their own, then you’ll sleep on your own. If not, we’ll still accompany you to sleep, how’s that?"
There were only fifteen kids in her class, but Huanhuan had never counted carefully, so she didn’t know exactly how many. Since she wasn’t good at math yet, she nodded vigorously, thinking that tomorrow she would still have you sleep with , hehe.
Qin Mu later wanted to visit Feng Fanghua’s room, but as soon as she left Huanhuan’s room, she was kidnapped by Mu Yichen.
Mu Yichen was reviewing docunts in his study and had thought she hadn’t returned. When he went out and saw her coming out of her daughter’s room, of course he imdiately kidnapped her.
He dragged her into the room, and as soon as the door was closed, he hugged her from behind and asked: "What ti did you co back?"
"Before ten o’clock, why?"
Qin Mu asked back, feeling a bit uncomfortable being held this way. He deliberately lowered his height with his legs apart, his chin resting in the nape of her neck, causing her so pain.
"Did you put Huanhuan to sleep?"
"Yeah! Right! I’ve decided to help Huanhuan kick the habit of needing soone to sleep with her; you and Mom and Dad must support ."
Qin Mu said and glanced at him.
"Sure! No problem with cooperating—"
"Don’t set conditions!"
Qin Mu knew what he was going to say next, so she interrupted him bluntly, regardless of politeness.
Unable to argue, Mu Yichen turned his head and bit her neck: "Fine, no conditions, what did your dad want with you today?"
He asked another question and simply bent down to scoop her up into a bridal carry.
"It’s about Qin Mingzhu’s wedding. They want to go, but how can I go?"
Qin Mu said and sighed.
"That’s tough for your dad!"
Mu Yichen laughed, and after throwing her onto the bed and climbing on top, he started pulling at her clothes while saying: "Do you want to know how many tis your dad ca looking for during those years you were abroad?"
After hearing this, Qin Mu’s ears buzzed, and she thought she was hallucinating.
But how could such a hallucination occur?
"I don’t believe it!"
Qin Mu denied in a low voice, her face instantly falling.
She didn’t want to listen, not a single word.
At this mont, her heart suddenly felt panicked.
Mu Yichen propped himself up on both sides of her, seeing her turn her head to refuse to talk about it again, he sighed and then used one hand to pinch her face to make her look at him, looking at her seriously: "Ask when you want to know."
He suddenly said that, then leaned down and sealed her soft mouth with his.
Mu Yichen’s move was completely unexpected to her; she thought he would insist on telling her everything.
Those years, those things she didn’t know about, what had Qin Haiming done to her?
Mu Yichen did not want her to overthink, and so he suddenly beca a bit more forceful, making it impossible for her to continue to overthink.
When his slender fingers caressed her cheek, and he felt her tears between his fingers, he knew he had to make her forget what he had just said.
Even temporary forgetting is still forgetting.
Later that night, she slept in his arms, without the ti to get angry, without the ti to think.
Mu Yichen’s fingers gently ran through her waterfall-like hair, smoothing it softly.
The night was peaceful, he listened to her steady breathing, and gently kissed her warm forehead.
So things, it was ti for her to know!
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