Qin Mu couldn’t help standing behind them, and as she watched, she couldn’t help but laugh. "Mu Chenghuan? Mu Chengyang? Aren’t you two cold sitting there?" Qin Mu walked over and sat down beside them. Both of them tilted their chins and glanced at their mom, then slowly shook their heads in the same direction to indicate they weren’t cold. They say snow is not cold, melting snow is cold, and she agreed with their assessment. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel(ꜰ)ire.net But since when did the siblings have such a good relationship? Sitting together all cozied up . Qin Mu felt a bit uneasy about it but still sat there like them, holding her cheeks as they stared out together. At twenty years old, Qin Mu never thought she would marry a wealthy man, have such a big house, or dare to wish for family who loved her, or two little ones like these. At twenty, she thought Mu Yichen would be the one most tangled with and emotionally involved in her life. Yet, a few years later... Qin Mu gazed outside, her eyes unconsciously filled with sadness. Mu Yichen walked over, watching their backs from a distance, and sighed lightly. The ground was so cold, someone had just sent the aunties away. While Mu Qingxin, behind Mu Yichen, couldn’t help but take out her phone to snap a picture of them at that moment, then lowered her head to start messaging people. The only one daring to sneakily take pictures of Mu and sell them for money was the Mu Family’s second young lady. After taking a few pictures, she held her phone as she returned to the couch, contacting her friend working at the TV station: "How much would you pay for a photo of Mu Yichen with Qin Mu and their two kids together?" Zhao: "A photo of the four of them together?" Zhao: "That depends on whether it’s the front side or the side view." Mu Qingxin: "Backside!" Mu Qingxin: "Darn it! I’m not selling it anymore!" Zhao: "Wait, wait, wait, my dear lady, don’t rush, I didn’t say I wouldn’t buy it!" Mu Qingxin: "I want the same price as the front view, and the best price possible." Zhao: "Lady, do you think this is up to me? Besides, the front view is actually not as valuable as the side view." Zhao: "So... how about sending it to me first for a look?" Mu Qingxin: "Dream on!" Zhao: "... how about we grab dinner together tonight?" Mu Qingxin thinks: "Sounds good! AM, in the best private room, I’ll be waiting for you!" Zhao: "Miss Mu, you’re so generous!" Mu Qingxin: "Generous my foot, you’re paying!" Zhao: "Then let’s opt for the main hall!" Mu Qingxin didn’t care where, as long as it made money. This was Mu Qingxin’s recent discovery of a money-making path, since staying idle at home, she would sell photos of her brother and sister-in-law, mostly casual shots, so the price was good. "Mom, I won’t be home for dinner tonight, it’s a class reunion!" Mu Qingxin finished chatting, put away her phone, and went upstairs to change. Feng Fanghua stood at the stairway watching her dressed appropriately to go out, and frowned unconsciously: "They notified you so late for a class reunion, are you sure you want to go?" Mu Qingxin paused on the steps, the corners of her mouth twitching. "Don’t blame me for not warning you, they’re surely using you as a number; if it’s at your brother’s hotel again, then it’s not about numbers but saving money." Feng Fanghua said again, then turned to go into the kitchen. Mu Qingxin’s eyes and mouth twitched simultaneously, thinking: "This lady will make sure he repays in double, anyone making money off me hasn’t been born yet." Mu Zihao and Mu Yichen accompanied the old man on the couch drinking tea, watched her leave then the old man’s brows knitted: "What’s this girl doing out so late?" "Didn’t she say it’s a class reunion!" Mu Zihao trusted his daughter very much. Though it was his trust years ago that led Mu Qingxin to meet Jiang Yan outside and returned a single mother. "What class reunion? Doesn’t look like it to me!" The old man’s eyes were sharp. Mu Yi also glanced outside, felt something odd too, but as long as she’s safe, he didn’t mind how she had fun. Qin Mu, along with Huanhuan, Zifeng, and Chengcheng, came out from the bathroom, curious to ask upon knowing Mu Qingxin went out. As they finished eating, Feng Fanghua still mumbled: "This girl stayed at home just two days and already has to go out to meet friends, and who knows what kind of friends these are." "Haven’t we been together for several days? Let the young people go have fun if they want!"