Qiao Yi knocked on the door and said.
Mu Yichen didn’t speak, just smiled.
What could be the matter?
She had intended to use her body to repay him for his assistance.
It really was a mutual exploitation!
The agreement on the desk was slowly blown to the floor by a breeze from who knows where.
The office suddenly became as cold as winter.
After leaving his place, Qin Mu returned to the studio, where Helian Hao and Jing Feng were waiting for her.
The two had been sitting in the reception area for a while, chatting with Jian Yan, who stood up when she arrived: "I’ll go check an email upstairs."
But as he turned to leave, he saw Qin Mu returning with her eyes reddened from crying, and his heart pricked as if by a needle.
As Qin Mu sat down, she smiled: "What time did you two get here?"
She placed her bag to one side, smiling as she greeted her most sincere friends.
Helian Hao, having not been told where she’d been, couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache seeing her red-rimmed eyes: "Just got here a bit ago, are you okay?"
"I’m fine. Just tell me your ideas, and I’ll start designing for you later."
Helian Hao and her had originally planned to discuss wedding dresses, but moved by Qin Mu’s appearance, Helian felt a pang of sympathy.
Jing Feng had been quiet, sitting to the side, but when he saw the slight swelling around her eyes, he thought of Mu Yichen. He heard they argued every few days and wondered what enduring grudge they had that wouldn’t let them stop torturing each other over so many years.
"If you’re not feeling up to it today, we can postpone."
"No, I’m in a great mood! Just got some wind in my eyes outside."
Qin Mu replied, leaning over to grab a teacup and pour herself some water.
Talking with Mu Yichen had really left her thirsty.
"I heard that the Mu Family had dinner with the Mayor of Qin City at the hotel last night."
Jing Feng suddenly mentioned.
Qin Mu’s tea drinking paused, but then she just smiled faintly: "Oh? Is that so?"
Helian Hao also looked at Jing Feng in surprise, completely unaware.
Jing Feng didn’t say any more, and the reception area fell into a dead silence.
"Well, let’s talk about the wedding dress. I want one with a long and voluminous veil, elegant, magical, and grand. It has to be stunningly beautiful."
Helian Hao thought for a moment and cleverly changed the subject. As she spoke about the wedding dress, she clasped her hands together in front of her chest, her eyes looking up to the ceiling, filled with the beautiful image she had dreamed up.
Jing Feng couldn’t help but laugh at her demeanor.
Seeing the affectionate look in Jing Feng’s eyes as he watched Helian Hao, Qin Mu was suddenly reminded of that man.
If life lacked disappointment...
But in the end, who can hold onto whom?
That evening after everyone had left the office, she and Huanhuan, along with Jian Yan, ate takeout in the studio. Jian Yan couldn’t help but chuckle as she watched Huanhuan gobble down her rice: "Huanhuan sure has a good appetite."
Qin Mu turned her head to look at the girl beside her and couldn’t help but smile, as if Huanhuan’s good appetite had made her feel much better as well.
"Did you argue with Mu Yi again?"
Qin Mu asked subconsciously, her smile slightly bitter.
"Yeah! But he usually comes looking for you pretty quickly," Jian Yan said as he involuntarily glanced out the window.
This evening was a little out of the ordinary, so it was safe to assume their argument had been serious.
Glancing at her hand, the glaring ring was gone, with only faint marks where it had been, Jian Yan looked up at her again: "You could call him, you know."
"No need, when are we going back to Paris?"
Qin Mu shifted the subject after taking a bite.
"Next week. Have you mentioned it to Mu Yichen?"
If Qin Mu just left like that, it would undoubtedly add frost to the already frosty relationship between her and Mu Yichen.
"Why should I tell him?"
Qin Mu raised her eyes, so stubborn and willful.
Jian Yan didn’t respond.
After dinner, as Huanhuan lay on the sofa, patting her little belly and suddenly missing her dad and grandparents, Qin Mu saw her off and locked the door before seeing her cute state.
"Baby, let’s go upstairs!"
Qin Mu took her hand and headed upstairs, Huanhuan holding her mother’s hand.
"Mommy, where’s Daddy?"
"Yes, and Grandma and Grandpa too, Huanhuan misses them."
The two stood on the stairs, Qin Mu looking down at the earnest little girl looking up at her, so sincere and innocent.
She knew nothing yet, unaware that her mom and dad were actually...