Mu Yichen didn’t care at all, had no respect for them, not even a nodding acquaintance. He went directly into the conference room.
The mayor of Qin City had been sitting inside waiting for everyone, appearing to be without any airs.
Seeing Mu Yichen enter, he unconsciously watched his face for a while, then responded with nods here and there as people came in and greeted him. When everyone arrived, they were set to spend the afternoon in the conference room.
After the meeting, people left one after another. Qin Haiming said to Mu Yichen before he left, "You stay for a moment."
Since they were the closest to each other, the voice wasn’t very loud, and Mu Yichen, having heard, sat waiting for everyone to leave.
The door of the conference room was closed again by a subordinate from the outside, and then the two of them were alone inside.
Mayor Qin picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then looked up at the man sitting diagonally across from him, "How are things going with Mumu?"
That kind of irresponsible remark was something only Qin Mu would say, but faced with Qin Haiming he could only say as much. After this remark, he somewhat understood Qin Mu’s state of mind when saying such things.
To someone who is powerless, what else could be said?
"But a while ago your parents told me you two had already registered your marriage. Why did you split up so suddenly?"
Qin Haiming frowned slightly as he spoke.
"For what reason? She didn’t feel secure,—and I guess I wasn’t doing enough,"
He thought about it and suddenly felt that he couldn’t entirely blame her.
After she came to Rongcheng, because of her relationship with him, the Jing Family kept causing her trouble. Being someone who had always been hesitant about matters of the heart, plus...
He felt that his parents might have really said something they shouldn’t have to her. If not, she wouldn’t have left so abruptly.
Qin Mingzhu, however, blamed herself, "I know I have to shoulder the majority of the responsibility."
"And your wife and daughter, couldn’t you at least stop them from bothering Qin Mu?"
Qin Haiming looked up at him when he heard this, "What have you heard?"
"Recently, Mrs. Yang has been causing trouble for her at her studio. I hear Mrs. Yang has been getting quite close to your wife."
Qin Haiming unconsciously threw his head back a little, "That’s not very likely, right? The two women are probably just playing mahjong or something."
"You believe that? Have you forgotten about the incident last time when Qin Mingzhu took advantage of your wife’s presence in the mall to make a young salesgirl trouble Qin Mu?"
That’s when Qin Haiming suddenly remembered, but he had severely criticized that mother and daughter at home, and Zhang Rujia had also apologized to him, assuring him that such incidents wouldn’t happen again.
He actually trusted his wife, but Mu Yichen’s reminder suddenly sparked his anger, "If it really is Zhang Rujia conspiring with Mrs. Yang to harm Qin Mu, I definitely won’t let her off."
"How will you not let her off? Are you just going to scold her again?"
Latter, Qin Haiming learned that Mrs. Yang had been to Qin Mu’s studio to commission a qipao, but she kept checking on her while she was drawing and found many faults.
These were things Qin Mu wouldn’t even tell Mu Yichen, why on earth should she tell her father who had long ago abandoned her?
Mu Yichen also heard it from her subordinates when he went to see her, and knowing that Qin Mu didn’t want to bring the studio’s issues in front of him, he didn’t press further.
He knew she could handle those matters, but upon learning of them, he still wanted to share some of her burden.
So, Mrs. Yang had been much quieter these past few days, and Qin Mu had begun to catch up on other designs, some orders having been delayed for days.
After Mu Yichen left, Qin Haiming immediately called his secretary, "Find someone to see where the missus is at the moment, follow her discreetly, and don’t let her find out."
His secretary immediately complied, while he himself paced restlessly in the office.
He wanted to see Qin Mu, but knowing she didn’t want to see him, he suppressed the urge and waited in the office.
But when he found out that Zhang Rujia had indeed made contact with Mrs. Yang, and it was said that Qin Mingzhu and Jing Qing were also present, the four of them chatting happily in a café, his anger finally erupted.
In the evening, when Zhang Rujia and Qin Mingzhu came home, they found him sitting on the couch, brooding with furrowed brows, incessantly smoking.
Zhang Rujia gave Qin Mingzhu a look and approached with a smile, "What’s wrong? Did something upsetting happen at work?"
Qin Haiming didn’t look at her, just bowed his head to stub out the cigarette in the ashtray and leaned back in the couch.
Zhang Rujia lowered her gaze, pondered for a moment, but still kept her appeasing smile, "Have you had dinner? I’ll immediately have someone prepare it."