Mu Yichen rolled off her body, cautious and careful.
But the excitement and anticipation in his dark eyes betrayed immature emotions that weren’t typically part of him.
Qin Mu, feeling his nervousness, also became tense.
"It’s not confirmed yet! I’ve just been feeling very tired lately, and today I felt a bit nauseous."
That night, Mu Yichen suffered from insomnia again, the news had come so suddenly and left him unprepared.
The next morning, Mu Yichen went to the pharmacy at breakneck speed, without any embarrassment, and bought various pregnancy tests to take home.
The weather was a bit overcast and chilly, and the two of them squatted in the bathroom, looking at two pregnancy tests.
But when the results weren’t what either of them had hoped for, Mu Yichen grabbed another one, and then another.
"Are these even accurate?"
Mu Yichen couldn’t help but frown and ask.
It had been a long time since any sound had shattered the silence in the bedroom, like a glass cup stealthily breaking after many years.
"The doctor said the morning is the most accurate time!"
Qin Mu’s voice was a little shaky.
Indeed, it wasn’t a pregnancy!
She thought to herself, how could it be so easy to get pregnant, especially when they had said there were contraceptives in her system during the last check-up.
Suddenly feeling powerless, Qin Mu sat down on the carpet, and though Mu Yichen meant to try another test, he raised his hand only to find that it was the last one. As he turned to look at Qin Mu sitting there against the sofa, he suddenly also felt limp and leaned over as well.
With one leg bent and his hand lightly resting on it, he cast his gaze downwards thinking deeply, before turning to look at Qin Mu again.
Qin Mu hadn’t quite understood when suddenly she saw him pounce at her.
The two of them tumbled together on the carpet beneath the sofa.
Qin Mu felt that Mu Yichen was actually a bit irritable, but he didn’t want to show it, did he?
His eager kisses, however, made her feel his mood, and Qin Mu instinctively pushed him away, asking softly, "Are you angry?"
"Angry about what? We’re so young!"
He said it lightly, and continued kissing her.
"I promise I’ll have another one for you, please don’t be sad, okay?"
Qin Mu couldn’t help but push him away again, comforting the man in front of her with his disappointed eyes, her hand slowly caressing his sharply defined features.
His eyes, which held a sharp edge, suddenly softened: "Mumu, say you love me!"
He wanted nothing else; he would rather they only had Huanhuan, he just needed her to love him.
"I love you, I always have!"
He murmured lowly, and then bit into her lips, with Qin Mu tilting her chin in response to his kiss, feeling the warmth of his palm on her waist.
After breakfast, Mu Yichen went to the company, and shortly after, Qiao Yi followed. Seeing him somewhat perturbed and searching for documents, he asked, "What are you looking for?"
"The Sheng Fei documents, bring them to me!"
Mu Yichen pressed the secretary’s line.
"The one under your eyes..."
"President, it’s on your desk!"
The voice that came through the handset coincided with Qiao Yi’s, and Qiao Yi looked at him finding the document after hanging up the phone, and frowned unconsciously as he moved forward to sit down, facing the man who seemed powerful on the other side: "Did you have an argument with Xiaomu?"
"Why do we have to argue?"
"You’re usually in a bad mood because of Xiaomu, and when you’re not arguing, you typically come in humming a tune, right? Besides, with your sharpness, how could you not see the files right under your own eyes unless you were blinded by anger?"
Qiao Yi sat opposite him, observing him and expressing his thoughts.
Mu Yichen opened the file and kept looking at it with furrowed brows, prompting Qiao Yi to sigh helplessly: "It seems I’ve hit the nail on the head, what has Xiaomu done to upset you this time? Did you find out that other boys are chasing her?"
Mu Yichen looked up at him: "Who’s chasing her?"
"Uh! Well, actually, I was just guessing. Recently, the young master of the Pu Yang family has been asking me about her relationship with you. By the look of him, it seems like he’s taken a fancy to her."
After hearing this, Mu Yichen frowned: "Tell him, she’s my wife!"
"Hahaha! Unless you go public, nobody’s going to believe that!"
Qiao Yi dared not crush his spirits entirely, only cautiously reminding him.
"Now, who in Rongcheng doesn’t know she’s my woman?"
"It’s true that many know, but without a marriage certificate, if you only claim someone as ’your woman,’ that could just mean a fling or a secret lover, which are a dime a dozen."
As Mu Yichen was looking at the file, his gaze finally paused but then fiercely snapped up to look at the man opposite him.