"I admit it’s just like you said,—you were never part of my life plan!"
She looked up proudly, as if that last bit of pride was maintaining her current demeanor.
"Qin Mu, you bastard!"
Her heart burned when he cursed at her, as if boiling water had been poured directly onto her heart, and her lips dried even more.
"Then why didn’t you just tell me she was my daughter, instead of putting on this whole charade of adoption from the orphanage? Why go through all that trouble?"
If she told him the reason, Qin Mu was afraid he would tear her apart.
Right now, he seemed to hate her enough to want to strangle her, and if she continued, he would probably throw her out of the window in front of him.
Qin Mu guessed if she fell from here, she would definitely turn into a pile of flesh, and the thought of that bloody blur made her nauseous.
She looked at him slowly, watching him struggle to contain his rage, then calmly reminded him: I never intended to hide it from you, it’s just that you wouldn’t dare to believe that Huanhuan is your daughter.
"So you kept it a secret from me? Why didn’t you just say she was my daughter so you’d have another chip to hold against me from here on out?"
"I didn’t want to use my daughter as a bargaining chip; she is the only relative I have in this world, and I wish to always be sincere with her."
"And what about me? You just throw me away when you’re done using me? When I have no more value, you just pick up your bag and leave, is that it?"
"In fact, as I see it, even if you like my body now, it won’t last more than three years."
A man will inevitably get tired of sleeping with the same woman for a long time.
Three years, of which probably two and a half are being maintained because of past feelings.
She forgot which movie she’d seen this line in, but it struck a deep chord with her.
Mu Yichen couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh, suddenly realizing that this woman really wouldn’t leave any illusions open for her.
"Just sign the damn papers; after that, you’re free to go wherever, sleep with whoever, I don’t care."
He didn’t even want to speak loudly anymore, turning his back on her after finishing.
This relationship, let it end here!
For such a woman who completely repels emotions, he truly had lost all hope.
He had thought that he would occupy some place within her plans, that she had never even fantasized about growing old with him.
He had naively planned, foolishly thinking that in the end, she would choose to live according to his design, under his protection.
But now, suddenly he felt weary.
It was so difficult to strive alone.
Qin Mu opened her mouth, trying several times to say something more to him, but in the end, she just swallowed stiffly.
But to just sign the papers and hand over her daughter to him...
He knew full well that her daughter was the most important person to her, her only support.
Yet she couldn’t help but laugh, her eyes reddening from the heat, she turned her head again to look at him: Can’t we talk this out?
"Discuss? I will never compromise when it comes to my daughter."
He also laughed, not bothering to turn around to look at her, his voice was light but pulsing with power.
"Anything but Huanhuan, really, anything else you want is fine."
"If I can’t keep you—, can’t I even keep my own daughter?"
The voices of both grew quieter, each carrying their own stubbornness.
"I’m right here in Rongcheng, I won’t leave, why can’t we both love her together?"
"Are you an idiot? How can two people who don’t love each other, love someone else together?"
Qin Mu didn’t know what to say in response, just watched his stubborn expression baffled about how to continue the conversation. Could it be that their dispute could only be settled in court?
No, it shouldn’t be that way!
She could fight to the death with anyone else, but why should they hurt each other this much?
"I can’t sign this agreement, I have things to take care of at the studio, I’m leaving."
As she approached the door with her bag, he called out to her.
Qin Mu stopped in her tracks instinctively, yet he didn’t turn around, just stared at his feet: As long as you don’t sign, you’re still mine, and since you’re mine, you’ve got obligations to fulfill!
"If you’re referring to sex, I can do that."
She walked away, leaving the secretary and Qiao Yi shocked as they saw her red eyes upon exiting. They exchanged glances watching her leave, heads down, then both turned to look at the office door.
The door was open, as if a tornado was blasting from inside. The secretary was too scared to move, but Qiao Yi quietly stepped forward.
"Mr. Mu, are you okay?"