Actually, Qin Mu didn’t want to make a big fuss; it just seemed that she didn’t have much say in the matter. By Christmas, they should be a family of four. Thinking about it, they might as well just go along with what everyone else wanted.
Mu Yichen quietly watched her, the tenderness sparkling in her eyes. He gently took her hand and held it firmly.
"But Christmas—what’s Mumu’s due date?"
Feng Fanghua suddenly became puzzled again.
Qin Mu remembered, and said!
"If there’s a chance something could..."
Feng Fanghua looked worriedly at her husband, then spoke up, but she was cut off before she could finish.
"There’ll be no ’just in case’; it’ll be on Christmas!"
Mu Yichen didn’t think his son was in such a rush to meet them, but as for their wedding, he wanted it scheduled on Christmas.
Qin Mu let him have his way, because she felt his decision was just right and exactly what she hoped for.
"Oh my! Seriously, brother, how can you be so... tsk tsk tsk!"
Mu Qingxin couldn’t stand to see her brother being so rigid and serious about the things between him and Qin Mu.
Mu Yichen glanced at her, "Make sure you keep your schedule clear for me then!"
"Of course, I would! Otherwise, I’d have already put down roots at my parents’ house with my son!"
Mu Qingxin said with a laugh.
"I meant your husband!"
"You two siblings, really a pair of treasures!"
The old master couldn’t help but point at them and laugh heartily.
"Grandpa! My brother always bullies me, he has ever since we were kids!"
Mu Qingxin immediately went over to grandpa to act spoiled and tattle.
"In the future, your brother will be a father of two. He won’t have time to bully you anymore!"
Old master still sided with his grandson.
"Hmph! Grandpa’s biased towards my brother!"
Mu Qingxin huffed, pretending to be unhappy.
"All right, all right, Yichen, you are not to bully your sister anymore, okay!"
The old master immediately sought justice for his granddaughter.
Mu Yichen, looking at Mu Qingxin who loved to act spoiled, felt helpless. He turned his head and glanced at his wife, then reminded, "Couldn’t you learn to be a bit more mature like your sister-in-law?"
"My sister-in-law? Qin Mu? Mature?"
Mu Qingxin thought, does he even understand the meaning of steady and mature?
Qin Mu blushed with surprise when suddenly praised by her husband.
Feng Fanghua, seeing them so playful, felt a bit of a headache and quickly changed the subject.
"I heard that the Wang Family moved from Rongcheng to the capital, and Qin Mingzhu went with them; has your dad mentioned this to you?"
After hearing this, Qin Mu lifted her eyes and thought for a moment, "No! We haven’t been in touch recently!"
Feng Fanghua didn’t say anything more.
"It’s good that girl left; at this crucial time, she really can’t be here anymore, and it puts our minds at ease."
"That’s true! With that girl around, my heart never settles down."
Feng Fanghua really worried that Qin Mingzhu would suddenly show up to make trouble for Qin Mu. If anything happened to Qin Mu, the Mu Family really couldn’t bear it.
"Now even if she wanted to stay in Rongcheng, she couldn’t. Wang Huanyu cares a lot about her. Now that she’s pregnant with the Wang Family’s child, the Wang Family wouldn’t let her stay in Rongcheng by herself, especially since she has always been reluctant to have this child."
Qin Mu rarely spoke up so much.
"That girl really hasn’t settled down. She probably doesn’t want the child at this time, but that young man from the Wang Family isn’t getting any younger, and there hasn’t been any news of them getting married."
Feng Fanghua muttered to herself, as if pondering over the matter.
"Mom! Since when have you been so interested in other people’s business? The Wang Family marrying her? I doubt it. It’s probably just the Wang eldest’s unrequited feelings. If the Wang Family knew about Qin Mingzhu’s reputation in Rongcheng, they’d likely have kicked her out by now, if not simply for the sake of the child in her womb."
Mu Qingxin also shared her opinion.
"I was just making conversation! Are you the only one who can talk?"
Feng Fanghua looked at her daughter and asked.
"Huanhuan is sleepy; let’s go back!"
Mu Yichen, looking at the little girl on his lap about to fall asleep, interrupted the women’s trivial domestic chatter.
"Just stay here! It’s so late; why go back? What if you catch a cold from the wind on the way back, then what?" Feng Fanghua said.
"Yeah, since you’re already here, just stay. Tomorrow, we have to take Huanhuan to her early education class, and we promised to take her to exercise," Mu Zihao also said.
Mu Yichen then looked at Qin Mu, and Qin Mu happily stood up, "I’ll take her to bathe!"
"If she’s too sleepy, she can bathe tomorrow morning. Don’t carry her yourself; let Yichen carry her!"
In fact, Qin Mu’s pregnancy wasn’t very noticeable yet, but now that she was wearing lighter clothes, and with Feng Fanghua’s eagerness as a grandmother-to-be, she always felt that Qin Mu’s belly was different than before. She hurriedly prevented her from carrying the child upstairs.