The old man furrowed his brows and spoke to her very seriously. Upon hearing this, Qin Mu instinctively looked up at the old man, feeling somewhat tense. Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao exchanged glances, indicating their confusion. However, no one actually raised any objections. Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao left immediately after the old man’s second check-up of the month, that is, half a month later, eager to leave early in the morning. Before leaving, Feng Fanghua carefully instructed Qin Mu on the times to remind the old man to take his medication, detailed his tastes, and the schedule of his day, which Qin Mu memorized thoroughly. Still worried, she boarded the plane with the children before the departure time. Huanhuan was even more reluctant when leaving. She asked Qin Mu when she would return. Qin Mu, looking into Huanhuan’s eyes, didn’t have the heart to disappoint her, so she said, "very soon." That night, when Mu Yichen returned home, something felt amiss. It had been a long time since so many lights were turned on; this big house had long been uninhabited. He came back on impulse only to encounter this. He even hallucinated that she had returned. He hurriedly stopped the car, but dared not get out, dared not enter the house, just quietly watched from the car. He seemed to see Huanhuan jumping around in the living room, and saw Chengcheng sitting on the carpet playing with blocks. How could he see clearly? It must be an illusion! Not long after, he watched from the large glass wall as Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao walked to the sofa and sat down, seeming to argue about something, Feng Fanghua’s expression not very good. "What’s up with that boy? He’s home and yet he doesn’t come in!" Feng Fanghua glanced outside, unable to resist teasing her son a bit. "Surely, he thinks Qin Mu has come back too, and hasn’t yet decided what to say when they meet." Huanhuan could hardly contain herself, jumping at the window and waving energetically towards the car, seeing that he didn’t seem to hear, she ran around the sofa and rushed outside. Seeing Huanhuan apparently coming out to find him and with mosquitoes outside, Mu Yichen got out of the car and walked inside. "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy, I’m back!" Huanhuan waved excitedly, stepping her tiny legs as she ran up to him. Mu Yichen couldn’t help but smile, she was just too adorable. "Daddy! Huanhuan missed you so much! So much, so much!" Mu Yichen bent down to pick up his daughter, who raced up to him, just in time to hear a wave of declarations. "Of course it’s true! Mommy said she missed you too!" Huanhuan, feeling excited, believed her dad would want to hear the latter. "Mommy? Your mommy also returned?" Mu Yichen’s eyes filled with emotion, the excitement almost overflowing. "Mommy hasn’t come back! But she told me she really misses Daddy!" Huanhuan hugged her father’s neck and told him, then went on to kiss his forehead. Mu Yichen lowered his gaze, quietly feeling his daughter’s kiss, pondering whether her words were true. Yet he would rather believe it true! After all, in front of the child, if Huanhuan asked Qin Mu, it would be hard for Qin Mu to say she didn’t miss him. "Mommy is with great-grandfather in Paris for his treatment. Once great-grandfather recovers, they’ll come back together!" Huanhuan sensibly explained. Mu Yichen responded briefly, then carried her inside. That woman, how could she come back? Considering how he was just excitedly entertaining so many thoughts. Mu Yichen carried Huanhuan inside. Feng Fanghua saw them and smiled, lowering her head to hold back laughter for fear her son might feel embarrassed. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel★fire.net "Why did you come back? And bring the two of them?" Mu Yichen asked, putting Huanhuan down only once they reached the sofa. "Your grandfather was worried about you being all alone here, so he asked me and your dad to come back to watch over you. I can’t leave the little ones behind, naturally I had to bring them back." Feng Fanghua understood his concerns, fearing the little ones returned, while the older one spent too much time there, in case she met other men, drank, talked all night, it would be troublesome. But she just wanted to see her son’s anxious appearance. "Did Qin Mu oppose it?" Mu Yichen asked, frowning, his voice low. "Why would Mumu object? She said Huanhuan told her she missed you, so she asked us to bring her back. And lately, she’s planning to return to work, so she doesn’t have much time to take care of the two of them." Mu Yichen’s heart gave a jolt, yet he had no words. Mu Yichen thought that woman certainly wanted the kids back; this way, she could roam freely over there, as she was years ago, simply receiving proposals from other men. If she’s not careful, she might really be whisked away by someone. That woman’s carefree spirit, if one day she loses her head and really gets proposed to by another man—and agrees—then... Mu Yichen became even more restless, lowering his head, raising his hand to rub his forehead. Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao watched him, enduring for a long time until Mu Zihao spoke: "Why so dull? Here you are, managing thousands of people, yet you’re like some lost young boy." "Be assured! Your grandfather is there to watch over it, no running off!" Feng Fanghua also refrained from teasing him further. Mu Yichen really couldn’t lift his head; the old couple was clearly playing him. But he had actually taken it seriously earlier, actually... "Mrs. Feng, has anyone ever told you that you’re really boring?" Mu Yichen had to bring up the issue. "You brat, don’t be ungrateful. We elder folks at our age are always running around for you two, yet you don’t appreciate it, do you?" This prompted Mu Yichen to stop being angry immediately and involuntarily laugh. "What time did you arrive home? Why didn’t you call me?" Mu Yichen had to change the subject. "Two or three hours ago, your mom wanted to see when you’d come home without knowing we were back, so she didn’t let me call you." At crucial moments, all the blame shifted to his wife. But Feng Fanghua wasn’t angry. Upon returning home, she felt quite comfortable and started moving around the living room, searching for this and that. "Your grandfather asked you to head over there! It’s up to you, go if you want!" Feng Fanghua mentioned this while returning after a round inside. "Why would he ask me to go?" "Humph! You say why he asked you? Haven’t tried being alone yet? Is single life really that good?" Mu Zihao shifted slightly, sitting on a single sofa, gravely questioning his son. What’s so good about single life? No matter how single a life, he wasn’t a single person. "I have an event there next week. If there’s nothing urgent, I’ll visit him next week." Mu Yichen thought for a moment before speaking. Mu Zihao, along with Feng Fanghua, who had come back to sit, both looked curiously at their son, suddenly feeling like even if they hadn’t returned to mention this, Mu Yichen had long planned to visit Paris soon.