She finally relaxed considerably once she found everything neat and clean, and then went to wash up.
By the time she went out again, her daughter had already been taken away, and Mu Yi still lay in bed with his shoulders bare. That feeling...
Well, he probably isn’t wearing anything right now.
Qin Mu was still in her pajamas, but she had already freshened up, grabbing her long hair as she stepped forward: "I need to make a trip to the factory this morning, so..."
"So let’s hurry up and finish what we didn’t finish last night."
Didn’t they finish last night’s business?
She clearly remembered hearing his suppressed voice, unmistakably the kind of noise that would occur at that moment.
So when Qin Mu went to the factory, it was already late, but just as she was about to enter the workshop, she turned her head and saw a familiar car stop at the factory gate.
The driver opened the rear car door, and she unconsciously furrowed her brows at the sight of the man in a suit, and then walked out quite composedly.
Some people, since they can’t be avoided, must be faced.
After she got into the car, the driver closed the door, and although the space was fairly spacious, it still felt almost suffocating, especially for Qin Mu.
She was not good at sitting together with this father, not good at all.
Qin Haiming spoke in a low voice, "I came for an inspection this morning and didn’t expect to run into you."
Qin Mu didn’t speak, only turned her head to look outside. Could she have expected this?
She was not someone’s fan.
"I heard a few days ago that Mu Yichen took you to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. Is your health very poor?"
He looked up at her, and she was very thin, even thinner than when she first returned to the country.
"It’s not that bad, just some chills."
What could she say? Say that she had been neglected outside since she was young, that an aunt without much devotion had caused her to suffer from malnutrition? Or tell him about the years she lived a life worse than death?
In the end, all that could be said was just a few words.
"It’s all my fault. I haven’t fulfilled my responsibilities as a father."
"You can’t say that. You have two daughters. Fulfilling your duty for one is fulfilling your fatherly responsibility."
"If possible, I hope you’ll give me a chance to make it up to you."
"This clothing factory was given to me by Mu Yichen, and I hope you can treat him differently."
Qin Mu finally turned to look at him, clearly stating her demands.
Qin Haiming nodded, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I will. I heard a while ago that he was having troubles with the Jing Family and lost a deal because of it. I wanted to step in, but then your relationship with him... I will pay more attention to these matters in the future."
"Thanks in advance. If there’s nothing else, I’ll get out of the car now."
She looked away from him, lifted her hand to grab the door handle, and pushed the door open.
"Mumu, join Dad for a meal when you have the time."
Qin Mu hadn’t even stepped out when she heard these words. Her gaze shifted, but then she calmly got out of the car, nodded to the driver, and walked back into the factory.
As the car door closed behind her, Qin Haiming continued to watch her retreating figure. She was as stubborn as her mother had been before their separation years ago.
He had regretted, had struggled with sleep and appetite, but life still had to go on. He chose to keep living hard, to let go of it all. He thought that all memory of mother and daughter would be erased from his life, and everyone else would forget them too, until Qin Mu’s reappearance.
It wasn’t until Mu Yichen came to him later that he realized there are some things you can’t forget just because you want to.
He picked up those past events again, and also picked up this daughter.
Later, when the driver got back into the car, he instructed wearily.
The clothing factory was almost ready, and there would be no problem opening in half a month.
Qin Mu went to the hospital directly after returning to the city in the afternoon. Xiaohao was already in a clean white coat, and as they met in the hallway, Qin Mu couldn’t help but smile at the sight of Helian Hao’s carefree appearance: "The clothes really look good on you."
"Borrow it to wear? I’ve already gotten blood on this, you still dare to wear it?"
Helian Hao arched an eyebrow and took her into his office.
"How did you end up in this field?"
"Sigh, you’re only asking me now why I chose this profession. It shows how much you really care about me."
In the days they had missed each other over the years...
Helian Hao had been very lonely for many years. She didn’t like making friends with others, except for those she had been close with since childhood.
Later, after Qin Mu put her wedding dress and Jing Feng’s tuxedo in the trunk of her car, Helian Hao closed the trunk and let out an involuntary sigh: "Maybe it will never be needed."