Mu Yichen agreed as he wrapped his arms around her and walked outside while pulling out his cell phone to make a call; then, he gathered Qin Mu and Xiaomei to represent him in handling some matters.
When they returned, Feng Fanghua couldn’t help but frown when she saw the disheveled state of Qin Mu: Besides your arm, are there any other injuries? How did you end up ?
"I’ll take her to change her clothes first, then we can talk."
The people in the living room all stood up, and Feng Fanghua hurriedly nodded upon seeing her condition: Good! Don’t let her come down later, I’ll go upstairs.
"Don’t worry, it’s just a superficial wound."
Before leaving, Qin Mu smiled and comforted her; she was a little unaccustomed to seeing her so worried but even more touched.
She knew in her heart that Feng Fanghua was definitely not the type to ignore others, but when Feng Fanghua truly showed concern for her, her heart warmed. A corner of her heart that hadn’t been touched for many years became hot because of Feng Fanghua’s words.
Feng Fanghua said softly, for the first time without any criticism.
As Mu Yichen took her upstairs to their room, he lifted her into his arms and carried her straight to the bed.
"Take off all your clothes, I need to check."
Already feeling weak, Qin Mu couldn’t help but laugh at his mention of a checkup.
"How are you going to check?"
President Mu was so seriously strict in telling her to be serious, Mrs. Mu felt under great pressure.
So she stayed silent, but as his slender fingertips touched her burning skin, Qin Mu still subconsciously flinched and raised her eyes to look at his serious face.
"Will you still help me investigate that matter?"
Mu Yichen’s eyes were dark and particularly reassuring to Qin Mu.
She instinctively lifted her head, and as he was bending down to help her take off her clothes, she unexpectedly kissed him on the face, catching him off guard.
"Mu Yichen, you’re really handsome!"
Facing such an unanticipated confession, President Mu could only feel Mrs. Mu was feeling guilty.
After changing into a loose nightgown, only her skinny knees were a bright red. President Mu looked down at them, his brow furrowed deeply.
"I didn’t realize you were hurt there too."
At that moment, his mind was full of thoughts about who was spreading the rumors.
"In two hours, I’ll let you know the results."
She pretended to feel nothing, but he immediately turned and left the room.
Qin Mu watched his retreating figure hastily depart, her heart unconsciously tightening.
She believed he could bring results in two hours and couldn’t help but sigh as she lay down on the bed.
Mu Yichen’s concern for her made her feel a heavy heart.
She too must take good care of him; even if she cannot love, at least the care should be mutual.
But just as she lay there, lost in her thoughts for a few minutes, Feng Fanghua came in.
Qin Mu jolted upright from the bed: Mom! No!
"Look at you, can’t you be quieter."
Feng Fanghua was exasperated by her nervousness.
"I’ll be more careful in the future. Please sit down!"
Feng Fanghua sat down on the edge of her bed while the aunt placed the fruits on the nightstand and then stood behind Feng Fanghua: Madam, are you feeling better?
"It was all just superficial wounds, fortunately. At that time, some workers were laying cables nearby and saw a group of burly men bullying a woman, so they went to help."
Remembering a nearly fifty-year-old elderly brother with his head bleeding profusely from a hit by a resident, she couldn’t help but feel distressed.
Why should someone take a hit for her? Therefore, she must find out who was spreading rumors, not only for herself but to seek justice for those people who risked their lives for her.
"It’s good luck indeed, but you can’t forget those people who have helped you."
Feng Fanghua nodded thoughtfully and spoke.
Qin Mu obediently agreed.
"Some people, no matter how modest their job seems, have a good heart. Just like some appear tall and mighty, but are actually scoundrels inside."
As Feng Fanghua spoke, she seemed somewhat annoyed; Qin Mu looked at her and couldn’t help but smile: Mom, whom are you thinking of?
"Hmph, old stories." Feng Fanghua didn’t want to talk about the past.
But the aunt standing aside said: Madam, are you thinking about what happened when Miss Qingxin was born?
"Qingxin? What happened to Qingxin?" Qin Mu curiously asked, her eyes wide as she looked at the two rather mysterious expressions.
"Back then, when Grandpa Huanhuan was still hanging a post in a government department, so they were not allowed to have a second child. But they accidentally had Miss Qingxin, and then she was severely troubled by the higher-ups."