"You’re always saying things like that. If you hadn’t been so lenient with her, would she have run away and been kidnapped by Jiang Yan?" Feng Fanghua wasn’t pleased hearing Mu Zihao talk so casually and immediately criticized him. The dining room suddenly fell silent, although Feng Fanghua was just casually discussing it with him, not shouting loudly. Qin Mu curiously looked up and noticed Mu Zihao awkwardly keeping his mouth shut. In truth, Mu Zihao had regretted it before, but he could never change his desire to give the children the maximum degree of freedom. Chapters first released on novelꜰire.net "That wasn’t kidnapping; they liked each other! Besides, wasn’t Yichen always secretly taking care of her?" Mu Zihao thought for a moment and defended himself. Mu Yichen kept his head down as if he were transparent, but unexpectedly, he still couldn’t avoid being caught in the trouble. Huanhuan, Chengcheng, and Zifeng didn’t know what they were talking about, but when they heard the word Yichen, the three little ones all turned to look at the man across the table. Mu Yichen only glanced up to see those three faces, not even ten years old combined, especially when he saw their innocent eyes, he couldn’t help but frown. Chengcheng and Zifeng were still sitting in high chairs using children’s spoons to eat, while Huanhuan was already using chopsticks like the adults, not forgetting to eat while watching her dear dad. Zifeng didn’t realize the person his grandparents were talking about was his mom; he knew very little about his own mother’s affairs. However, if he stayed at his grandparents’ house for a while, he should learn a lot about his parents’ relationship in a few years and find out his father ’kidnapped’ his mother, haha. After all, in the years to come, Mu Qingxin’s marriage would always be the reason Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao bickered. Meanwhile, in the quietest corner of AM’s Chinese restaurant, Mu Qingxin was sitting with her friend bargaining over photos on the phone, her fingers twisting back and forth, almost about to break Zhao’s fingers. "Miss, I also need to eat; there’s no profit in these to start with." Zhao was actually quite handsome, but if Mu continued to squeeze him, he might become a little unattractive. "Stop trying to fool me. Don’t you know what my sister-in-law does? I’ve already asked her about the profits in your line of work. Anyway, this is unique, so if you want it, you’ll give me these; if you don’t, I’ll sell them to someone else. I think there should be many who want to buy such photos, especially of my brother. You need to know, others need his consent before reporting on him, but with me..." "Then, you must promise not to give that photo to anyone else." "Of course! Once I sell it to you, it’s yours. Besides, among our classmates, not many write as beautifully as you do." "Didn’t you contact Yuanyuan before?" Zhao looked at her, expressing dissatisfaction. "Oh god, don’t bring up that woman again. I absolutely hate her." Mu Qingxin couldn’t help but curse; she really regretted dealing with that woman, causing Qin Mu such misery. "Hopefully, we can have a long-term collaboration." Zhao suggested somewhat seriously after understanding her. "Of course, we’ll have a long-term collaboration, but you can only write about their good relationship, understand? If you write something you shouldn’t, then I probably can’t protect you." "Rest assured, I wouldn’t joke about my livelihood." Mu Qingxin understood him somewhat, so she felt at ease and handed him the photos. When she got back in the evening, it was snowing, and as she parked the car casually in the yard, she looked up and saw the dim lights on in the couple’s room upstairs. Mu Qingxin muttered without thinking, "They must be doing something shameful!" However, they didn’t have the time to do shameless things because Qin Mu was sitting at the door with the kids for a while in the evening, and now she had a stomachache. Mu Yichen had someone make brown sugar water for her, which had just been brought up. Qin Mu was sitting on the bed covered with blankets, couldn’t help but flash a charming smile when handed the cup of brown sugar water from Mu Yichen, "Thank you, President Mu!" "As long as you’re aware!" Mu Yichen glanced at her lightly, his voice wasn’t loud but made her feel very tense. Qin Mu drank her brown sugar water, kept her head down, not daring to look up again, her black and curled eyelashes fluttering, making the man standing beside her feel mesmerized. It seems when you love someone, even a mole on her body, can be enchanting to you. Mu Yichen saw Qin Mu and he was like that; wherever he looked, it looked good! As they both quietly harbored their thoughts, no one speaking, when the room was silent, the door was knocked playfully from the outside. Qin Mu instinctively looked up at the door, startled. Mu Yichen sighed helplessly, then reluctantly went to open the door. Mu Qingxin playfully leaned against the door, "Brother! What are you doing?" After asking, Mu Qingxin glanced down, noticing Mu Yichen was still fully dressed, unconsciously felt a bit displeased, her eyebrows slightly furrowing. She thought they would be a bit less dressed by this time. "What were you doing now?" Mu Yichen questioned her, not answering her. "What could I have done, didn’t I say it was a class gathering!" Mu Qingxin dropped her gaze, her mouth still being a bit willful. "Really? A male classmate, in media work." Mu Yichen inserted one hand into his pants pocket, having a good grasp of his precious little sister. Mu Qingxin was so alarmed she looked up at him, her mouth agape, her jaw almost dislocating, "You, you, you..." "Jiang Zhiyuan happened to be there eating, didn’t you notice him?" Mu Yichen informed her. At that time, she only cared about her money and really didn’t pay attention to who was around. "So focused, wanting to cheat?" "Don’t say such things! I’m just..." Mu Qingxin quickly covered her mouth before speaking: "I’m going to sleep, don’t spread nonsense with our Ayan!" Mu Yichen still stood there, listened to Mu Qingxin’s footsteps gradually fading and sighed helplessly; what else could he discuss with Jiang Yan? Mu Yichen slowly closed the door and went back, Qin Mu had already finished her brown sugar water, placed the cup on the cabinet beside her, then took a book to read. She had already showered early and was enjoying herself; Mu Yichen glanced down at his still properly dressed trousers, and then walked inside while unbuckling his belt. Qin Mu heard the sound, looked up from her book, and felt slightly tense. President Mu hadn’t eaten meat for several days, and Qin Mu began to worry about her petite frame. However, after he came out of the shower, what she worried about didn’t happen. He only let her face away from him and then embraced her from behind. His hand habitually rested on her chest, but down at her abdomen, there was no movement. She clearly felt his change, yet he just held her, kissed her faintly fragrant shoulder, and made no further advances. Qin Mu almost suspected she was hallucinating, or if something was wrong with President Mu. On the quiet, soft bed, she couldn’t help but make a sound.