The cloying sweetness warmed Feng Fanghua’s heart.
During the meal, Huanhuan sat between Qin Mu and Mu Yichen, sipping her soup and watching them both with a silly smile.
Feng Fanghua watched from the front and suddenly felt a sense of guilt.
Thinking back to the words she had said to Qin Mu and the things she had done, she looked up at Qin Mu again. Seeing no trace of resentment on his face, her struggle intensified.
"You two should come back more often. That’s when it feels like a real meal. Otherwise, the three of us at home is just like filling our bellies," Mu Zihao said.
Qin Mu laughed involuntarily at the word "filling bellies," and though she didn’t dare to promise directly, she would definitely come if they asked, no matter how busy she was.
"Yichen, you too. How can you take care of your wife ? Weren’t you going to cook for her yourself?"
"Uncle, it’s not his fault. I can’t eat when I’m busy at work. We’ll have a two-day holiday at the studio, and I’ll make it up," Qin Mu said quickly, then took a sip of her soup.
Mu Yichen leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Seeing how concerned my dad is about you, you can tell he recognizes you as his daughter-in-law!"
Qin Mu glanced at him and refrained from frolicking in front of her elders, simply smiling and then bowing her head to eat.
After the meal, Huanhuan clung to Qin Mu in her arms and didn’t leave. Even though she was too sleepy to keep her eyes open, she didn’t dare let go, muttering softly, "Mommy, Huanhuan is so sleepy!"
"Would you like grandma to take you to sleep?"
Feng Fanghua immediately straightened up and asked her softly.
"Hmm, Huanhuan wants to sleep with mommy and daddy tonight."
Huanhuan weakly looked up at her own mommy, clutching Qin Mu’s sleeve, afraid to let go.
Qin Mu’s eyes moistened in an instant, yet she managed a faint smile, "How about..."
"Then you take her upstairs to sleep!"
Qin Mu was actually about to suggest taking Huanhuan back to the apartment for a couple of days, but before she could say it, Feng Fanghua told her to take Huanhuan upstairs to sleep.
Qin Mu nodded and had to carry her upstairs.
Back in Paris, no matter how tired or late it was, she would always go home to accompany Huanhuan to sleep, but after returning, ever since Feng Fanghua found out Huanhuan was her granddaughter...
Actually, Qin Mu wanted to give Huanhuan a comfortable life, yet she didn’t want to leave Huanhuan either.
But respecting elders is important, and one should always accommodate them, especially since they treated her daughter well and did not prevent her from seeing her.
However, sometimes she wondered how long this kind of life would last?
Now that she was living in the studio she felt at peace, but it was not warm at all.
Just like Mu Zihao said, eating was merely for filling the belly.
Maybe this was destiny!
If it was destiny, she would accept it!
Fortunately, even so, she was not alone. She was content.
After Huanhuan fell asleep, she stood on the staircase, wanting to go down, but to her surprise, there was no one on the sofa downstairs.
Qin Mu was moved and instinctively looked towards their bedroom. Mu Yichen had finished bathing, was wearing pajamas, and wiping his hair as he came out: "What are you waiting for?"
"Aren’t we going back to the apartment?"
Once inside the bedroom, Qin Mu was still anxious: "Are we staying here tonight?"
"Haven’t you stayed here before? Why are you acting like you’re sneaking in?" Mu Yichen asked.
Qin Mu didn’t dare to say anything, just moved her mouth slightly, and then went to take a bath.
He had already filled the bathtub for her. Qin Mu looked back at him standing outside with his arms crossed and leaning against the door frame, his eyes peach-blossom like.
"You’re welcome!" Mu Yichen replied indifferently, standing by the door without any intention of leaving.
Madam Mu had no choice but to turn back, push against his chest with her hand, and close the door.
It had been several days since her last bath, and all her weariness began to dissipate as she lay down in the tub.
She suddenly felt drained, staying foolishly in the water, her eyes gradually empty.
She no longer had any control over her decisions.
People thought that she was the one making decisions regarding everything with Mu Yichen.
That night, lying on him, Qin Mu couldn’t help but succumb, gently kissing him, caressing him.
"You are the most charming man I have ever seen!"
She kissed his lips softly, her eyes tenderly looking at him, her voice even softer and gentler, making listeners think they were hallucinating.
She moved gently, kissing his chest, her hands igniting fire as they teased over his body.