The family didn’t want their money; they just felt it was a pity but understood it held special meaning for them, so they agreed. Mu Yichen still sent their child some gifts, some study books. Qin Mu was already quite happy when she returned, happily leaning on Mu Yichen’s shoulder: "I didn’t expect they looked rather fierce, but they are so nice!" "That’s because your husband is handsome!" Qin Mu looked at him incredulously, wanting to scold him, but upon thinking, indeed, he was quite handsome, so she let it go. She couldn’t help but sigh: "I spent five months in Paris, and you came for just a few days and coaxed me. Am I that easy to coax?" "You’re easy to coax? Then why did you leave me alone for five months?" Mu Yichen disagreed with her statement. Qin Mu couldn’t help but blush and then looked out the window. On the way driving back to the villa, Mu Yichen suddenly changed his mind: "Shall we go to your apartment?" "There should be my clothes in your apartment!" "But they haven’t been washed or sun-dried for a long time!" This text is hosted at novel⟡fire.net What’s there to say? Resistance is futile. Since Mr. Mu wants to go to the apartment, it’s just as simple as that! So the two went to the apartment. The car stopped at the apartment entrance. As Qin Mu just opened the door to get out, Mu Yichen was already by her side. Qin Mu couldn’t help but look up at him; he was so tall and so close. "What are you doing?" Mu Yichen said nothing, just picked her up, shocking her heart into a frenzy. Mu Yichen just glanced at her, that one look being both untamed and carefree. Qin Mu didn’t know why but always felt that this Mr. Mu was the real charmer. The door was opened by her, and as Mu Yichen carried her inside, he gently nudged the door closed with his foot. "The water’s boiling!" Qin Mu heard the sound coming from the kitchen and kindly reminded him. So, he had planned to wait until the water boiled before coming over. Mu Yichen helplessly sighed: "Now you see how good it is to have me by your side? You don’t have to do anything yourself." Mu Yichen went back to pour her some water. He was surprisingly familiar with where things were in her kitchen, just like before. As he poured water for her, he couldn’t help but feel a bit smug. However, hearing from Huanhuan that Jian Yan often came to help cook for them for a while made Mu Yichen feel a bit uncomfortable, but seeing that she hadn’t even been to the studio recently, Mu Yichen composed himself, not asking her about anything. Some things do not need to be asked; as her closest person, he could guess, at least with a good degree of accuracy. Later, Mu Yichen sat beside her, with Qin Mu leaning in his arms, holding a cup and sipping water. It was already midnight by this time. "In the morning, if Grandpa wakes up and finds we’re not home, will he worry?" Qin Mu asked, looking down at the cup in her hand. It had been a long time since plain water tasted this sweet. "He won’t! As long as you are with me, it doesn’t matter how long we don’t go back!" Mu Yichen lightly played with her hair, speaking softly, his little smug attitude involuntarily showing. Qin Mu also couldn’t help but smile, then looked up at him: "Why are you so conceited?" "It’s confidence, your man is neither proud nor restless." Qin Mu shook her head, unable to hide her smile. "But I made a fatal mistake, letting myself stay on a bed without you for five months. Do you know how I got through those five months?" He couldn’t help but complain to her again. He hated lying alone on a cold bed the most. If it had been a usual business trip, it would have been fine, but under these circumstances of having arguments and not receiving her love, he really felt it was worse than death. "But we got through it! Aren’t we back together now?" Qin Mu raised her head, her hand gently cradling his face, looking at him with her uniquely radiant eyes, so warmly gazing at him. "But I’m still very lost, Qin Mu, why did we part for so long? Why did we sulk for so long? Everyone said I was too harsh, even personally sending you to Paris! Tell me, was I wrong?" Mu Yichen also lowered his head, pressing his forehead against hers, asking softly. Qin Mu shamelessly said, then couldn’t help but laugh, slowly growing into laughter. She raised her head, still holding his face with her hand: "If admitting you were wrong makes you feel better, then it was your fault! It was all your fault for saying those things in front of the elders to provoke me, pushing me onto a plane early in the morning. Otherwise, the elders wouldn’t have let me go." This was what Feng Fanghua later told her. Fanghua was determined not to let Qin Mu leave no matter what. But at that time, Mr. Mu feared the elders wouldn’t let her take the two children away, so he sent her off early in the morning. Actually, at that time, everyone in their family had their own thoughts. The elders had one thought, Qin Mu had another, and Mu Yichen had yet another. "So it was still my fault!" When he pressed his forehead against hers again, Qin Mu had to hold back tears as she told him, wrapping her arms around his neck, gently caressing, and then looking at him with affectionate eyes: "Mu Yichen, I admit I’m really not a good girl!" When it comes to feelings, she has never been calm and composed. She knew she was very selfish. She knew she was very pretentious. She knew in relationships; she was someone who didn’t understand retreat, always wanting to do as she pleased, but often, she made the wrong choices, took the wrong steps. The road of love is not a game of chess; it’s not like a game where, after finishing, you can play a second or third game with the same person... The next day, Mu Yichen returned to China!