"But I should be in Paris on Saturday."
Upon hearing this, Feng Fanghua couldn’t help but frown: On a business trip?
"No, my master needs someone to take care of him for a few days, and I was just about to discuss this with you. After he leaves tomorrow, I’ll also follow Huanhuan the day after tomorrow."
Qin Mu knew Feng Fanghua might be unhappy, but it had come to this.
"Although he is your master, he isn’t your father after all. Are you sure you want to take care of him? Have you considered how inconvenient this will be, and how it might sound to others?"
Feng Fanghua reminded her.
"Mom, not everything can be perfect, and the one thing I do know is, he nurtured me over these years. He helped me when I was most confused. No matter what others say, I hope you and Dad can understand me."
Qin Mu patiently explained in a gentle voice.
"Absolutely not. Don’t you know how famous you are recently? Especially since your master isn’t that old. It wouldn’t be too bad if he were seventy or eighty, but he’s just over forty and much more outstanding than other men. What will people think if they know you’re taking care of him personally? The media nowadays dares to report anything; you can’t go,"
Feng Fanghua shook her head repeatedly, her expression turning stern as she spoke.
"Mom, I understand your concerns. You think now, as the Mu family’s daughter-in-law, I should stay out of trouble, right? I promise you, I won’t care for him personally, but I must be there. I’m the only family he has. Huanhuan has also grown up under his watch. How sad would he be if neither of us were there?"
Knowing Feng Fanghua’s temperament, that she would take a soft approach rather than a hard one, Qin Mu continued to explain amiably.
However, Feng Fanghua shook her head again and again, her eyes reddening: If you want to go, go by yourself, but my granddaughter cannot go.
"If you really can’t agree, then I’ll have to defy you this once."
Qin Mu said this and was about to take Huanhuan upstairs, but was immediately stopped.
Qin Mu turned around to see Feng Fanghua looking at her coldly: "Defy me this time? How often have you not defied me? Since you were determined to be with Yichen, you should consider him in everything. Don’t you know what people are saying about you and your master, that it’s not proper?"
Huanhuan, thinking her grandmother and mother were fighting, instinctively snuggled closer into Qin Mu’s arms.
Qin Mu looked down, gently stroking her daughter’s hair, then looked up again: We’ll discuss this after Huanhuan falls asleep.
"I don’t think there’s any need to talk further. Jian Yan suddenly coming to live in the city, I didn’t even ask you why, did I? Do I say anything about you two being together in the studio every day? I think I’ve been tolerant enough. He collapses in Rongcheng, and you go to take care of him early in the morning, even bringing breakfast from home. Did I ever say a bad word about it? You can give money, you can pull strings, you can bring him breakfast, Qin Mu, have you really not realized that you care for this man more than you do for Yichen?"
Feng Fanghua asked after her rant, looking puzzled.
Qin Mu glanced up at Feng Fanghua’s bewildered expression, a light smile involuntarily crossed her face. She could humble herself to the dust without rebuttal, but no one could stop this decision of hers.
"I’ll go change my clothes first."
Qin Mu lightly kissed her daughter: "Want to go upstairs with mommy to change clothes?"
Huanhuan nodded, and Qin Mu picked her up to go upstairs together.
Feng Fanghua still sat there, watching them go upstairs, headache intensifying from irritation: "Simply doesn’t know what’s important."
It was just the three of them at home for dinner. Afterward, Qin Mu routinely took her medicine, and Feng Fanghua felt slightly better seeing her obediently doing so.
Once Huanhuan was asleep, Feng Fanghua finally resumed the conversation with her in the living room on the ground floor.
"Qin Mu, I think I’ve been tolerant enough with you. As long as you make Yichen happy, I can almost endure anything. But for this matter, even if Yichen agrees, I won’t. Besides, has Yichen agreed?"
Feng Fanghua laughed: You can call him and check before you answer me.
"He’s currently on a flight back to Australia and can’t answer the phone."
Just as Qin Mu finished her reply, Feng Fanghua looked at her in shock, then stood up and headed back to her bedroom in frustration.
Qin Mu thought, Feng Fanghua must be upset because Mu Yichen cared for her too much, so she couldn’t soothe Feng Fanghua’s heart right now.
After all, friction is inevitable in a family.