Outside, the music was relentless. Qin Mu could only suppress the sounds she wanted to scream, quietly reminding him, "Can we continue later tonight?" Mu Yichen didn’t say a word, just moved faster. When Mu Yichen finally finished, Qin Mu hurriedly got dressed and tidied up before gathering her hair and going to open the door. Huanhuan pouted with a sad face, "Mom, I’ve called you till my voice is almost hoarse!" As Huanhuan spoke, she pinched her own throat, pretending it hurt as she coughed. Qin Mu glanced back slightly, seeing that Mu Yichen still seemed to want to lie down, she gently closed the door and carried her downstairs. "Mommy’s really sorry, just fell asleep!" "Were you sleeping with Daddy?" Held by her, Huanhuan felt a bit happier, wrapped her arms around her neck, and asked. "Were you kissing? Daddy said if you didn’t come back, he’d have to catch you back, and even said he’d deal with you." "I secretly overheard him saying it himself." Huanhuan placed her hand on Qin Mu’s ear as if telling a secret, softly. "Mom, would Dad really hit you? Is that why you stayed in Paris for so long? Are you with JY? Huanhuan likes JY too!" Huanhuan mumbled, as if she had a lot to explain to Qin Mu. "What’s our little treasure saying?" Feng Fanghua happened to come from the sofa, planning to check the kitchen supplies for tonight, and was startled by her granddaughter’s words. "She’s just playing around, doesn’t understand anything." Qin Mu softly explained to Feng Fanghua. "Mom! I understand everything!" Huanhuan felt a bit wronged when called naive and immediately raised her voice to explain to her mom. "Okay, okay, you know everything, you’re just you, ’everyone...’" Qin Mu wondered, hoping her daughter wouldn’t become too spoiled so soon. "Everyone... Now I want to play with my brother, let me down!" Huanhuan, feeling her mom didn’t like her, decided not to like her mom either, and since mom wanted to compete for JY, she wanted to find her brother instead, not wanting to play with mom anymore. Indeed, the love between mother and daughter can be fleeting. Qin Mu put her down and watched her go to find Chengcheng, heaving a sigh. At that moment, Chengcheng still demanded a long hug before getting off her. "This girl, I don’t know what’s up, always claiming she likes JY." After she left, Feng Fanghua started talking to Qin Mu. "JY’s personality is mild, and he likes doting on her, maybe that’s why she likes him so much!" "Hmm! Luckily you’re back, otherwise I would have really worried, she was about to get closer to an outsider than with her own dad." "Talking about this, JY is my mentor, Huanhuan’s elder." Qin Mu thought their liking him was perfectly fine. "Yes, but I’m just afraid... Haven’t you seen men failing to court women and marrying their daughters instead many years later? Haven’t you watched ’Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber’? There’s someone like that in there..., sigh!" Feng Fanghua couldn’t continue, thinking she might be overthinking it. Qin Mu was startled by Feng Fanghua’s words and, once composed, put an arm around her shoulder and asked, "Mom, where are you headed? I’ll go with you?" "Where to? I was just heading to the kitchen, but you two interrupted. But even though I may be a bit off, you still have to pay attention!" "Don’t worry! Huanhuan also likes Fanfan, just a little boy from their school. Surely liking someone doesn’t mean marrying them, right? They’re different kinds of feelings, you have to trust me on this." Qin Mu, arm around her as they headed to the kitchen, gently reassured her. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel[f]ire.net "Fine, fine, I trust you, I trust you! Where’s your husband, why hasn’t he come out yet?" Feng Fanghua asked, thinking he canceled all his work today just to welcome her. Earlier, he wouldn’t let go of her hand for even a second, why wasn’t he appearing now? "He said he’s a bit tired, probably wants to sleep a while." Qin Mu explained vaguely, she couldn’t exactly say he was resting from the activity earlier. Mu always had a temper, getting interrupted by the daughter actually upset him, but he couldn’t be cross with her—she bore grudges and couldn’t talk carelessly.