Mu Zihao knew very well that it wasn’t ideal to have a girl living at their home, especially since they as a young couple were living there now, but it was all because of the old man.
No one really dared to directly refuse whatever the family’s old Taishan wanted to do.
After Qin Haiming left, Qin Mu wiped away her tears and stood by the window for a while, her mind full of contradictions that nearly exploded.
She didn’t know if her mother, if she were still alive, would forgive that man now.
She didn’t know what she should do.
In the past, she thought going with the flow was fine, but now, whenever she saw Qin Haiming’s restrained tenderness towards her, she would feel anxious. She could go with the flow, but what about Qin Haiming?
Could she merely assume everything Qin Hai was now deprived of was retribution for what he had done in the past?
As the younger generation! She seemed not as heartless as she had thought she was.
These past few days, people had been bringing gifts, and Mu Yichen had begun to reciprocate by treating guests.
By the time he returned home at night, it was nearly ten o’clock, but he wasn’t heavily intoxicated.
Before sleeping, Qin Mu, lying in his arms, asked him, "Did you ask Qiao Yi to help you avoid drinking too much?"
"Mhm! And Jiang Zhiyuan too!"
Mu Yichen laughed, those two were experts at intercepting drinks.
Without thinking, Qin Mu’s hand reached into his pajamas; Mu Yichen looked down, and in the dim room, asked her in a low voice, "Do you want me to take it all off?"
Qin Mu’s voice was a bit hoarse.
For some reason, she suddenly didn’t like the excess fabric on his body.
Mu Yichen immediately took off his clothes, even though he couldn’t see anything clearly.
But in this winter, when the two of them clung together, it was especially warm.
"Do you want to take yours off too?"
Mu Yichen pondered for a moment and then asked again.
"If I take it off, it will leak out!"
Qin Mu’s face turned red with shame.
Mu Yichen let out a helpless chuckle.
No one could clearly see each other’s faces, but they could kiss each other’s lips just right.
The feeling was very subtle, very good.
The biggest nuisance after having the baby was the issue of breast milk.
It didn’t seem like much when it was needed, but after the child fell asleep, it would increase.
Especially at night, Qin Mu would sometimes have trouble sleeping because of it.
In the darkness, Mu Yichen held her tightly to his chest and said in a teasing tone, "I think, I’m finally about to get through this, huh?"
Unable to help herself, Qin Mu laughed: "There’s still a month to go!"
In the darkness, Mu Yichen whispered: "This has been for months already, am I missing just one more month?"
A blushing Qin Mu just pressed closer to his chest and held him tighter without speaking further.
It felt somewhat like two newlyweds, diligently exercising restraint, waiting.
The anticipation was filled with joy.
After daylight, heavy snow covered the yard and the several cars parked outside.
Qin Mu looked out the window at the thick layer of snow covering everything and felt her mood brighten unconsciously.
Huanhuan was already playing in the snow with grandma, rolling up snowballs and throwing them at Feng Fanghua.
Feng Fanghua, not wanting to hit her hard, made small snowballs and threw them back at Huanhuan without much force.
After being hit, Huanhuan couldn’t stop laughing with joy. Seeing the people shoveling snow, she immediately called out to Feng Fanghua, pointing at the brooms.
Worried, Huanhuan shouted, afraid that all the snow would be swept away.
"Only clear out a small path."
Feng Fanghua immediately led Huanhuan to give the order.
Everyone seeing Huanhuan so astonished by the snow laughed along; the entire family cosseted her for her happiness, of course they wouldn’t clear all the snow away.
They only cleared the sidewalk and the path for the cars to drive out.
After Mu Yichen got up, he put on a robe and went to find Qin Mu, embracing her from behind and also looking out the window.
"Mu Chenghuan sure loves to play, doesn’t she!"
He commented, his chin on Qin Mu’s shoulder.
Qin Mu, however, smiled: "Isn’t it great? I loved playing with snow when I was young."
"Hmm! You especially loved to throw it at others."
Mu Yichen remembered when Qin Mu was Huanhuan’s age.
Qin Mu didn’t have many memories of that; her memories were mainly from her time in Paris.
"Of course, you can ask Jing Feng, he knows best, you at that time, huh!"
However, Qin Mu couldn’t help but wonder, would she have dared to hit him? Her impression was that he had always been quite stern and cool as a child. How could she, being so timid, dare to offend him?
With Helian Hao’s holiday starting, Jing Feng joined her at the window to watch the snow and casually talked about the snowball fights they played as children.