"Mom! You’re still up?" "I can’t sleep without talking to you!" Feng Fanghua directly pushed her in, then closed the door herself, and went to sit by her bed. Qin Mu couldn’t help but chuckle wryly, "If it’s about Mu Yichen and me, then please, don’t." "Why shouldn’t I? Do you both have to be so stubborn? Can’t you consider us, the elders, a bit? Being separated , does it really put your mind at ease? Even if you’re at ease, I’m certainly not; my heart aches for my son." Qin Mu pursed her lips, standing by with her head down like a child with no retort, leaning against the wall quietly listening to her continue. "Don’t you feel any remorse for Yichen? You know he can’t live without you." "Mom! He can live without me!" Qin Mu finally lifted her head and said something. "If he could live without you, why did he stay with you here for more than ten years?" Feng Fanghua couldn’t help but glance at her. "Mom! The current Mu Yichen might not be the same as the former Mu Yichen, at least when it comes to things with me, he might be different." Qin Mu lowered her head, afraid Feng Fanghua would start scolding her again for not understanding Mu Yichen. "It’d be great if he really changed, if he can truly let you go—given his circumstances, what kind of divine beauty couldn’t he find?" Qin Mu felt a bit aggrieved, Feng Fanghua always thought there were many fairy-like women waiting to marry Mu Yichen. "You always say you want me to treat you like a real mom, but now you’re siding with Mu Yichen? Am I not good-looking? It’s not like no one wants me!" Qin Mu suddenly felt a bit wronged, stubbornly retorting more than Mu Qingxin ever did. "You..., then just rely on someone wanting you and don’t go back!" Feng Fanghua shouted angrily, then got up and left. "Both of you, just because you’re attractive, think you can start a fight anytime, have you considered the feelings of the elders? Considered the feelings of the children? It’s been more than a month, those two little ones haven’t even seen their dad’s face." Feng Fanghua stopped at the door, turned her head and reminded her a bit more. Qin Mu felt indignant, but stood by the bed leaning against the wall, not daring to speak again, afraid of upsetting Feng Fanghua any further. But no one could deny that actually those two little ones often video chatted with Mu Yichen, almost every day. When they were home, they weren’t that close with Mu Yichen either. Qin Mu got a headache thinking of these things. After calming down a bit, she threw herself onto the bed, then reached for the phone beside the pillow, brought it to her face and turned it on, then opened WeChat. GoodDoctor: "Darling, your husband went to play tennis with that female reporter again today, and had coffee together, are you going to say anything?" "Wish him luck!" ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel•fire.net Qin Mu angrily fired back, placing one hand on her warm forehead, while the other continued scrolling. When she saw a video that hadn’t been downloaded yet, she instinctively clicked on it. It was Mu Yichen cooking in Helian Hao’s kitchen, suddenly turning to look at the phone. Startled by his glance, Qin Mu’s phone slipped from her hand and almost hit her eye. In pain, she immediately turned over and curled up, pressing down hard on her eye corner, barely daring to breathe. Mu Yichen really was her nemesis, otherwise, how could she get hurt just by looking at him? Qin Mu curled up on the bed, feeling miserable for a long time, tears streaming from her one eye. She didn’t dare to watch that video again, threw the phone aside, and lay there pressing the corner of her eye, her mind blank, falling asleep unknowingly. When she woke up in the morning, she found her eye corner had turned black. Staring at the woman in the mirror, Qin Mu could only laugh and cry, what should she call this? Huanhuan stood in her bathroom watching her gently wipe her face and couldn’t help asking, "Mom, what happened to your eye?" "What happened to your eye?" Huanhuan looked up at her mother’s eye corner, finding it well-behaved today, so ugly. "It got hit by a phone! Does it look bad?" Qin Mu lowered her head, blinking at her daughter. Huanhuan nodded cooperatively, her expression indescribable. Qin Mu thought, not just ugly, it hurts! She felt now that even a slight movement of her eyelashes hurt, but what could she do? With such great sunshine outside today, how could she not go out just because of this little mishap?