"Not interfering with Mumu is the greatest support you can provide. As for everything else, she has me; that’s enough."
Mu Yichen stepped forward, his arm sweeping behind Qin Mu to embrace her, his gaze fixed on the man before him as he replied.
"Mu Yichen!" Qin Haiming murmured, frowning deeply.
"Yes, it’s me. She’s in Rongcheng, and I will protect her completely. Whatever she wants, I’ll help her get it. As for you, if you can sincerely stand behind her and support her, reach out when she needs it, that would be great. But if not, then we won’t blame you. Just please, refrain from disturbing us again."
"What gives you the right to speak to me ? You think because you and Mumu have a child you can do whatever you want with her?"
Qin Haiming raised his hand and pointed at him, visibly displeased with his son-in-law’s arrogance.
"I’m under her authority; she calls the shots in our family. So, you don’t need to worry about her being wronged in our home."
Mu Yichen responded with confidence.
"Really? Are you so sure your parents will treat her as well as you claim? And you, what about that day you were indulging yourself at Fei Ran thinking I wouldn’t know?"
It was only at the mention of Fei Ran that Qin Mu finally reacted, lifting her eyes to look at the man opposite her.
"You’re not so idle as to worry about a citizen’s lineage, are you? Even if you have the time, we certainly don’t want your interference."
Qin Mu couldn’t understand why this man, with so much free time, didn’t go and see his injured wife but instead wasted time here with her, especially when he didn’t trust her at all.
What was there to even talk about?
"What I did at Fei Ran’s, drinking, that’s true. But I have a clear conscience regarding my own woman. If there’s nothing else, please stop bothering us. We have other matters to attend to, so we’ll be leaving now."
Mu Yichen lowered his gaze to Qin Mu and confirmed with her before walking her to the car.
He had actually been there for quite a while, just out of sight, which is why he hadn’t been detected.
Only to find out that during the conversation between the father and daughter, Qin Haiming completely distrusted Qin Mu yet still talked of father-daughter affection.
After Qin Mu got into the car, he closed the door for her, then turned to look at the man still standing there, squinting: I can guarantee with my integrity that Mumu is not the kind to harm elders voluntarily; you’d do well to ask your wife and daughter what really happened. You shouldn’t have a hard time figuring out the truth.
Qin Haiming stood to the side, watching the tall, young man enter his car, yet he hesitated to return to his own.
"Actually, there’s no need to say so much to him. Even if he understands this time, he’ll still doubt me in the future. We have a barrier between us, so no matter how much I try, things will never be like when I was under eight."
As the car started and moved away, Qin Mu spoke calmly, then turned to look at him and suddenly chuckled, leaning lightly on his shoulder, looking ahead at the flickering lights.
"This relationship, if we can have it without strings, we will. But since you aren’t willing to use it, let me be the bad guy."
As Mu Yichen drove, he glanced at the woman leaning on his shoulder in the rearview mirror and commented.
Only then did Qin Mu look up at him, curiosity shining in her eyes.
Mu Yichen smiled but said nothing further.
Qin Mu probably understood what he meant, or perhaps she knew there was no way to avoid entanglement with that man. As long as she didn’t have to deal with him personally, she really didn’t mind how Mu Yichen handled the situation.
Especially since he was so protective of her.
All her frustration from meeting Qin Hai dissipated because of Mu Yichen, and suddenly, Qin Mu felt it was wonderful to be in the car with him .
She would support whatever he wanted to do because he would never harm her.
He was always there to defend and help her.
Thinking of the clothing factory incident made Qin Mu’s heart heavy again; she owed him so much, and with that thought, she reached out to hold onto his arm tightly.
At a stop, Mu Yichen paused the car, looked down at her mischievously, and asked curiously, "What mischief are you thinking of?"
Because he asked right next to her ear, the cool breath on her ear made her mind stray, and she subconsciously looked up at him with sparkling eyes, raising a hand to gently touch his face.
"Let’s discuss this issue more thoroughly later."
Mrs. Mu felt quite stifled, but since they were back on the road, she could only hold onto him tightly, conveying all her emotions to him in this manner.