Mu Yichen’s voice was a bit hoarse. "Aren’t you uncomfortable?" Qin Mu asked him softly. Mu Yichen sighed helplessly: "What do you think?" "Then why are you..." Qin Mu didn’t finish her question, vaguely sensing something. "Does your stomach not hurt anymore?" Mu Yichen asked her in a low, husky voice, clearly enduring some discomfort. "It doesn’t hurt anymore!" Qin Mu replied weakly, feeling a bit reluctant when she thought he might be holding back and feeling uncomfortable. In a flash, Mu Yichen suddenly lunged forward, looking at the woman beneath him: "Are you sure it’s okay?" "Mu Yichen, take it or leave it!" Qin Mu couldn’t help but cover her face with her hand. His serious demeanor made her feel like if she dared to express any uncertainty, he’d tear her apart. Of course, he wanted to take it! Seeing her embarrassed look, Mu Yichen couldn’t help but chuckle, even if only subtly. Afterward, Qin Mu felt a slight pain in her chest and instinctively moved her hand from her face to grab his hand. Mu Yichen didn’t notice her flushed face, and as soon as she removed her hand, he covered her lips with his to kiss her. That night was a night of entangled emotions. The next day, a thin layer of white covered some lower places outside. The old man was practicing Tai Chi outside, with three little ones running around him, yet they could never disturb his exercise. Qin Mu stood by the first-floor window watching, involuntarily admiring the old man’s composure. If she were in his place, she would have been annoyed long ago. The phone in her pocket buzzed, and she took it out to check. It was a WeChat message from Rui Sen, with an old photo that looked somewhat aged. Qin Mu studied the somewhat darkened photo intently, as memories seemed to quietly resurface. Back then, at age twenty, that night, he was smoking by the fountain on the square. No wonder he was so angry. She carefully looked at Rui Sen’s posture while proposing; Rui Sen even knelt down, and Mr. Mu... Hmm! At the time, because she hadn’t expected the relationship to last, she didn’t care much about anything. But now, she suddenly felt like she was missing something. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs n0velfire.net Even Jing Feng and Helian Hao, who had been together for over twenty years, had a sentimental proposal. "What are you looking at?" Mu Qingxin suddenly ran over to her side, hugging her tightly from one side, then looked down at the phone screen in Qin Mu’s hand, suddenly opening her mouth exaggeratedly. "What illicit thing have you done behind my brother’s back? I’ve caught you!" Mu Qingxin deliberately tried to scare Qin Mu that way. Qin Mu couldn’t help but laugh: "It’s nothing if you found out, after all, your brother has discovered it too!" After Qin Mu said this, Mu Qingxin looked a bit disappointed, then seriously looked at the picture, suddenly recalling something, and laughed: "Oh wow, how many years has it been, yet, no, this must be a photo someone gave to you, who sent it? Your old flame?" Qin Mu replied softly. Mu Qingxin glanced at her with disdain, then stopped teasing her and just asked: "Did you see today’s internet gossip?" Qin Mu looked at her, cluelessly shaking her head: "Is there some major news?" Qin Mu couldn’t recall what might have been gossiped about online, but she thought it must be something Mu Qingxin did again. "Yes! Remember to thank me. Before leaving, I didn’t forget to give you and your husband an opportunity to show off your love online." Qin Mu couldn’t help but furrow her brows, wanting to smile but unable to. Though she hadn’t yet looked at her phone, she turned on the TV to watch the morning news, only to see Feng Fanghua on the screen, at their home’s door. Mu Yichen’s back was shown, while Qin Mu and the kids were sitting at the door. This photo... The host on TV shamelessly spouted nonsense: "Back when everyone was busy with final attempts, Mu Family’s CEO Mu Yichen was enjoying happy moments at home. Look at this photo, isn’t Mr. Mu’s tall back as charming as ever? But I suspect those cold eyes, usually keeping people at a distance, must have been gazing affectionately at the three figures when the photo was taken, right? That should be Mrs. Mu with long hair, and those must be their daughter Mu Chenghuan and son Mu Chengyang. Hopefully, we’ll have a chance to bring you their front-facing photos next time, and wishing Mr. Mu’s family happiness!" The female host indeed knew how to talk, casting aside all doubts so that people had no time to remember, only seeing the family’s happiness, introducing them with envy and blessings. Mu Qingxin, still with her arms wrapped around Qin Mu, both of them bound together, tilted their heads to watch the TV screen, until the family photo was finally replaced by entertainment celebrities. Qin Mu slowly lowered her gaze, looking at the woman leaning on her shoulder: "Qingxin, how should I thank you?"