Fly back and slap him! But, saying this to an elder doesn’t seem right. So Qin Mu could only foolishly reply with this sentence. "How could you not know? The man you love is with another woman, you and the kids are living alone, from now on your husband belongs to someone else." "Well, if he’s with another woman, then I don’t want him anymore." But it’s true, if he cheated, what more would she want? They both disliked having the opposite sex around them, just that she was a bit more rational, whereas Mu was a bit... That’s Rongcheng’s number one jealous man. "If I were you, I’d fly back and make peace with him!" Feng Fanghua told her, the pink sunhat was still quite fashionable, although very youthful, she wore it with a touch of luxury. "But didn’t you say he’s with that woman? If my dad cheated, would you still want him?" "Dare he? I would turn the world upside down for him!" Feng Fanghua immediately became stern, that aggressive air, as if claiming supremacy over the whole world. "I’m talking about you and Yichen, why bring it to me? Seriously answer me, would you stop him from being with another woman?" Feng Fanghua looked at her sharply, feeling uncomfortable just seeing those sunglasses, so she raised her hand to remove them. Qin Mu’s already injured eye corner was accidentally touched again, with the sunlight shining, she reflexively turned over and lay down immediately. "Mom! The sun is too strong! My skin is going to get sunburned!" "Anyway, there’s no man anymore, let it sunburn if it wants to!" "But if his heart is not with me anymore, how could I go back to him?" Qin Mu lay there covering her eyes, complaining a bit powerlessly. Feng Fanghua looked at her and really wanted to hit her a bit, so she gave her a hard slap on the butt: "I’m just saying if he would change his heart, I’d have to go to the temple to pray. I’ve been praying every year since he was a teenager for him to change his heart towards you." Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel-fire.ɴet Returning home in the evening, who could tell her she saw on her mother-in-law’s social circle, full of her photos, with a line saying: "A woman who can get her eye injured just by chatting, good thing my photoshop skills are great!" Qin Mu wanted to complain but didn’t dare. Why share it out, for sure Mu Yichen would see it! Qin Mu’s heart tightened, tightly enough to almost make her hiccup. "Ask her yourself, she’s right next to me, I’ll give her the phone." Feng Fanghua was on the phone with her son, then handed the phone over to Qin Mu who was constantly swiping the screen. Qin Mu looked up, not understanding what was happening. "Your husband is looking for you!" "Answer it! What are you standing there for?" Feng Fanghua was anxious for her. Qin Mu dare not not answer, she just took the phone slowly and placed it to her ear, but the other side had already hung up. "No sound! It’s hung up!" Qin Mu saw Feng Fanghua staring at her, so she had to mumble back, then looked at the phone again and explained to Feng Fanghua. The knot in these two people’s hearts can never be untied. "Why didn’t you answer quickly?" She finally got her son and daughter-in-law to make a phone call, connecting them was really too hard, Feng Fanghua never felt so tired before. However, it still didn’t end well. Seeing Feng Fanghua getting upset, Qin Mu dared not argue back, she wanted to talk about the social circle issue. Mu Yichen was drinking at a hotel late at night with Jiang Zhiyuan, now that Qiao Yi had to take care of a pregnant woman, Jing Feng was at home with Helian Hao, and Zhao Huai was always sticking with Xiaomei all day, only the two of them could drink together late into the night. Jiang Zhiyuan was not in the mood seeing him, and mumbled: "Why do women have so many issues these days? Always coming and going, treating feelings so lightly." "Are you sure An Nan has feelings for you?" Mu Yichen asked blandly. Jiang Zhiyuan glared at him unwillingly, then snorted a laugh: "You and Xiaomu have deep feelings, but didn’t she leave you for Paris, take your son, your daughter, your parents, your grandfather all to Paris, only leaving you here..." After Jiang Zhiyuan finished speaking, he turned to glance at him, Mu Yichen was leaning there looking pitiful. "Poor Yichen brother!" Mu Yichen replied indifferently, then got up to pick up a bottle of wine again, handing another bottle to Jiang Zhiyuan: "Finish this bottle and go home to sleep!"