Upon seeing Mu Yichen’s arrival, Huanhuan immediately squatted down next to her mom, then looked at him with a beaming smile and a shy little expression.
Mu Yichen couldn’t help but smile, walked over and sat down next to them, and asked, unable to resist teasing as he looked at his daughter’s bashful demeanor: What’s the matter? Are you feeling shy with daddy?
"Daddy, don’t bully Mommy!"
Remembering the question Qin Mu had charged her with, Huanhuan had taken her time to formulate her words. When she spoke, she even raised her hand to point at her own neck.
Mu Yichen said nothing, but looked at her with a patient gaze.
Later, as Huanhuan fell asleep between them, he was still staring at her; Qin Mu pretended to be asleep but felt uncomfortable, so she eventually opened her eyes and glared at him angrily: What are you looking at? You’ve been staring all night.
"You’re the foolish one!"
"Indeed, else why haven’t I settled the account with you about Huanhuan yet?"
But hadn’t he already had a fierce argument with her the last time they quarreled? Wasn’t that his way of settling accounts with her?
"How do you want to settle the accounts? Do you think I’d go easy on you?"
Qin Mu softly retorted, remembering the time she was pregnant with Huanhuan.
However, she had no intention of dwelling on the details of her past life, after all, the past was the past.
And there were some ’little things’ in everyone’s hearts they didn’t want to touch upon; living in the present, they must know not to dwell on the past because there just wasn’t the time for it.
In this fast-paced era, they had to live every second to the fullest.
This was the case for Qin Mu; the hardships of her past were both profound and inconsequential to her.
"Then tell me about how hard it’s been for you, I’m listening."
His voice was also very low.
"I won’t tell, there’s nothing to say, I’m tired."
She turned her body, not even having the courage to look at her again.
Mu Yichen later quietly returned their daughter to her own room.
Just now, as he quietly took his daughter away, she suddenly remembered those unhappy memories from the past and felt somewhat weak all over.
The night was very peaceful.
The next morning, CEO Mu personally cooked breakfast, and after eating, he drove her and their daughter to the studio.
After Qin Mu got out of the car, he rested his hand on the steering wheel and admonished her: If you don’t want her to go back to the Mu Family, just refuse when her grandmother comes to pick her up; if she tries to take her away by force, call me.
"Okay! Be careful on the road."
Suddenly, he relented, not making it difficult for her anymore, not forbidding her to see her daughter.
He had returned Huanhuan to her once more.
Qin Mu subconsciously looked down at Huanhuan. Xiaomei, seeing her from the window, stood on her tiptoes and waved at her vigorously, so Huanhuan jumped down from Qin Mu’s arms and ran inside.
With an amused smile, she followed her daughter inside with her bag on her back.
At ten o’clock in the morning, the noblewoman visited their studio again and agreed to Qin Mu’s request.
Yet, her eyes kept landing on the little girl sitting with Xiaomei; the girl was holding a chubby doll, yet looking up at her as if she were some kind of strange creature.
"This little girl is..."
"Oh, this is our little princess."
Xiaomei immediately turned around and hugged Huanhuan without saying much.
The wealthy lady frowned because she had heard that Qin Mu had a daughter with President Mu.
"Can you now let your Miss Qin come down and talk to me?"
Xiaomei glanced at her and, without losing politeness, continued to speak with a smile, "If you agree to all our requirements, we now need to sign a contract, and then you’ll pay. We will design the gown for you, and a high-efficiency garment factory will make it. You can pick it up before your husband’s birthday, or we can deliver it—either is OK."
"Yes! If you have no objections, please take a look at our contract first."
The wealthy lady reluctantly picked up the contract Xiaomei had sent over and read a few lines. When she saw the amount, she immediately looked up, "Why is the price different from what was discussed last time?"
"Because recently, Miss Qin’s value has risen a lot since then, and in a while, it may even double."
"Isn’t that a bit of an exaggeration?"
The lady put the contract aside, asking unhappily.
"You are now using our chief designer. If you were using our Master Jian, the designer, the price would be more than five times this amount."
Although Jian Yan’s prices had never been made public, some well-off individuals could guess that they would undoubtedly be astronomical.
Qin Mu had started this design studio in the name of Jian Yan, and also, she was his only apprentice.
The wealthy lady thought for a moment, then stood up with her phone, "I need to make a phone call."
The wealthy lady got up and walked outside.
Xiaomei, holding Huanhuan, watched the woman making the call and couldn’t help thinking, who was this woman calling at this moment?
After signing the contract and paying the money, the wealthy lady still had not seen Qin Mu.
Once Qin Mu saw the money was in the account, she began planning the gown’s design with real dedication.
As for everything else, she had to be very careful.
Because she didn’t know if someone would come to her for a design one day and then scam her again.
After all, her enemies were too powerful now.
When Xiaomei went to bring her coffee, she said, "I just looked her up online, and she comes from a respectable scholarly family in the city. She is now the matron of the Yang Family in Western City. It’s said her husband has had affairs for a long time, but because she gave birth to two sons, they have maintained their marriage."
"The internet even has this information?"
Qin Mu was startled, immediately thinking of herself. Could it be that she was now searchable on Baidu as well?
"Yes, I looked up my own name on a whim, and thankfully, they didn’t have me on there."
Qin Mu instinctively wanted to check her own. Her big eyes were filled with thoughts.
"But there is something about you. You should check it yourself, I need to go out now."
Xiaomei joyfully left after speaking. Only after Xiaomei had gone did Qin Mu look away and silently put down her pen to open the computer, which displayed a design drawing she was coloring. She closed it and then opened Baidu to search for Qin Mu.
She had not expected to really appear on Baidu, with such detailed information.
Aside from details of her life in Paris, which daughter she was, her height, weight, education, her master, her background, and her pale love history, President Mu was the biggest draw.
There was also Huanhuan, described as a suspected biological daughter, uncertain.
And all their photos were there.
She leaned back into her chair gently, feeling her head buzzing as she looked at the contents of the Baidu entry.
At the bottom, there was a note stating she was currently the only girl who had moved into the Mu Family residence, very likely to have outcompeted Jing Qing to become the true lady of the Mu family.