"Then you guys just stay here."
After listening to Jiang Yan’s explanation, Mu Yichen took another drag of his cigarette, crushed it out on the ground, and turned to walk towards the other side.
Soon, another black sedan pulled up, unassuming yet conspicuous. Anyone in the know would immediately recognize it as the vehicle of someone important.
Qin Haiming, dressed in a suit that, while perhaps years old, was still immaculate, stepped out of the car. He looked at the various cars parked outside and then walked inside.
As he looked up at the resplendent night sky, a faint smile curved his lips involuntarily. Once inside, he stood in a corner, watching the runway with interest.
While others were commenting on the models, what he saw were his daughter’s creations, one after another, being presented before his eyes.
He believed that Qin Mu had paid a high price, perhaps a heavy one, for this moment.
"You actually found time to come!"
Mu Yichen greeted him after seeing him.
Qin Haiming glanced at him and smiled faintly, "If Mumu doesn’t call me ’Dad,’ you probably won’t call me ’father-in-law,’ right?"
Mu Yichen didn’t respond, just slightly moved the corners of his mouth.
Indeed, Mu Yichen had no choice; after all, this man had made Qin Mu suffer too much.
Qin Haiming sighed helplessly, "She has truly grown up. If anyone dares to tell me again that she relies on Jian Yan, I will honestly be angry. During this time, Jian Yan hasn’t set foot in Rongcheng. We’ve all seen her working herself to exhaustion in the studio, haven’t we?"
Mu Yichen couldn’t help but look towards the runway, his typically sharp and aloof gaze softening with emotion.
"She has lost a lot of weight recently, don’t forget what you promised me, that you would take good care of her."
"That’s my negligence; I’ll fatten her up as soon as possible."
Mu Yichen couldn’t help but laugh at the thought. With so many beauties on the stage, all he could think about was how to nourish his wife, especially since his father-in-law had mentioned it.
"Is Mingzhu here as well? I thought I saw her car outside just now."
"Yes, she’s with Jing Qing."
Mu Yichen looked in that direction but also remembered the words Jiang Yan had just reminded him of, which suddenly brought a coldness to his eyes.
Qin Haiming sighed when he saw his daughter with Jing Qing, not sure what was going through the girl’s mind. She had called Jing Qing ungrateful just the other day, yet now she seemed to have forgotten her pain as soon as her wounds had healed.
Mu Yichen, however, didn’t see it that way; he felt that Qin Mingzhu must have her own plans unless she was truly naive.
Qin Mu came out and greeted a few guests that she hadn’t seen during the day, then headed over to Feng Fanghua’s side, squatting down to play with Huanhuan.
Huanhuan giggled and pressed the blue balloon she had been holding against Qin Mu’s forehead. Qin Mu played along with her.
Feng Fanghua let out an exasperated sigh, "So many people are watching!"
Qin Mu had no choice but to take the balloon off her head and stood up, "Then I’ll go backstage to get ready. There are a few more guests I need to attend to!"
Feng Fanghua was actually quite fond of this show; it might have seemed average from the outside, but the uniqueness of the clothing truly stood out on the inside.
Mu Yichen watched Qin Mu coaxing Feng Fanghua and then standing to the side to chat with Fu Huan and the others. He thought she would probably be exhausted to the point of physical collapse tonight.
Well, no need to work tomorrow; she could sleep until daylight.
Later, Mu Yichen escorted Qin Haiming as he left, noticing that the car was still parked there, with Jiang Yan standing by the rear seat talking to the woman in the window. He seemed nervous seeing Mu Yichen come out.
As soon as Qin Haiming’s car had left, Mu Yichen thought for a moment, then walked over and instructed, "First, go to that studio over there."
Jiang Yan, relieved at being granted permission, thought that as long as he had gotten past his big cousin, everything else would be easier to handle.
Mu Yichen sat in the passenger seat, glancing back slightly. In the dimness behind him, the woman appeared more nervous, her head lowered, not daring to look at him.
As Jiang Yan drove, following Mu Yichen’s indicated path, Mu Yichen watched the nervous woman in the rearview mirror. Her hands constantly resting on her belly... and that belly...
Mu Yichen had actually been keeping up with the news on Mu Qingxin, but Jiang Yan had been very secretive about her protection. Recently, he hadn’t received any specific updates on his sister’s situation and had thought that some major upheaval had occurred in the Jiang Family which led Jiang Yan to hide his sister away. It turned out that the answer was her stomach.