"Auntie made ginger syrup water for you and Dad to drink."
Qin Mu walked over and handed the steaming cup of ginger syrup water to him.
Mu Yichen took the cup, his eyes lowered as he looked at her: "Mrs. Mu, you’ve truly made see you in a whole new light today."
Qin Mu...
"By the way, let’s not tell Dad or Mu Qingxin about the incident at Huanhuan’s school this afternoon, okay?"
Qin Mu quietly requested as she watched him drink the ginger syrup water slowly.
He let out a snort of laughter, then glanced at her: "If you perform well, maybe."
Qin Mu...
It was too easy to perform well.
Qin Mu imdiately nodded with a cheerful smile, looking at him flatteringly: "No problem! Whatever Mu’s orders are, I promise to fulfill them to your satisfaction."
"Go take a bath first. Wear the outfit we bought a couple of days ago."
Mu Yichen kindly reminded her as he carried the water cup and walked towards the window.
Qin Mu...
The rain, which had fallen in the afternoon, started again all of a sudden.
Mu Yichen’s tall, upright figure stood quietly by the window, watching the rain pour down. He felt this ti it would rain for a long while.
His phone began ringing lazily on the bed. His jet-black eagle eyes shifted from the window to the ringing phone on the bed, his gaze was deep as the ocean.
Afterward, he picked up the phone, placed the ginger syrup water on the coffee table, and returned to the window to answer the call.
"Speak!"
"He dared to cause trouble right under my nose? Make sure he can’t survive in China. Also, prepare a copy of the parent information for Mu Chenghuan’s class and bring it to my office tomorrow."
Mu Yichen hung up after finishing, not bothering to explain further in response to the doubts on the other end.
It was just that he had heard so things, so it was essential to know both yourself and your enemy.
——
The next morning.
Nobody knew when the rain stopped, but by the ti everyone in the house started waking up one after another, beautiful sunshine had already spilled into the house.
Mu Qingxin was holding Ziyu’s hand, teaching him to walk. The maids were busy cleaning, and Feng Fanghua, as the mistress of the house, was the first one to wake up.
After getting out of bed, she saw the little one taking two steps on his own before running swiftly into Mu Qingxin’s arms. She couldn’t help but feel excited.
"You should stand a little farther away from him. What’s the use of being so close?"
Feng Fanghua felt a surge of excitent inside but masked it with her usual cold deanor, fitting her consistent style of having a sharp tongue but soft heart.
"What if he falls? I only have one son—wait, Mom, when my brother and I were kids, you wouldn’t have treated us the sa way, right?"
"Then why didn’t either of you end up disabled?"
Feng Fanghua retorted with annoyance.
Mu Qingxin hugged her son in her arms, sitting on the floor, and gently wiped away the drool he had left behind in excitent from walking just now. Then, she sweetly said to him: "We won’t listen to Grandma, okay? Mommy would never let our Ziyu fall."
Feng Fanghua...
"Madam, Miss Huanhuan is awake too."
"I’ll be right up!"
Feng Fanghua imdiately turned around to head upstairs after hearing from the maid.
"Oh co on, Mom, just let the maids help Huanhuan get up. Why do you need to personally go?"
"She’s my precious granddaughter."
Feng Fanghua left these words behind.
Mu Qingxin...
"Ziyu, don’t be sad, okay? If Grandma doesn’t dote on you, Grandpa will. If Grandpa doesn’t, Daddy will. Anyway, our Ziyu has plenty of people who love him."
Ziyu had absolutely no idea what she was saying and reached out to tug at the corner of her mouth. Mu Qingxin...
anwhile, the room belonging to Qin Mu and Mu Yichen was still very quiet.
Perhaps it was because the morning outside was so cold while the bed was so warm, making it extra hard not to linger in the cozy sheets.
"Brother? I was just wondering—what do you two plan to have for breakfast today? Chinese or Western? Congee or milk?"
Mu Yichen completely ignored her, while Qin Mu couldn’t help but excitedly kick her legs, almost jumping up, which perfectly suited the man in the bed’s intentions.
Ever since Mu Qingxin returned, Mu Yichen had a strong premonition that every morning he would get disturbed, so he made it a habit to lock the door every night before sleep.
Thus, Mu Qingxin went downstairs disappointedly.
anwhile, the two were continuing inside their room.
Qin Mu couldn’t help but laugh: "What is it with you two siblings?"
"She’s always been like this since she was a child."
Mu Yichen answered.
"Really?"
Qin Mu genuinely didn’t know.
But as Mu Yichen said, that girl had always been mischievous and a troublemaker, constantly leaving him to clean up her sses.
Even after she grew up and secretly got together with Jiang Yan, he was still quietly looking after this darling little sister.
Mu Yichen later reflected that Mu Qingxin’s reckless personality might have been the result of his indulgence, along with their beloved parents.
However, he had no interest in dwelling on this now, as he was busy serving his dear wife.
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