In the blink of an eye, she saw Mu Yichen looking at her; their eyes met, each harboring their own thoughts. Qin Mu took Chengcheng by the hand and got back into the car, this time sitting together with him.
Mu Yichen didn't ask her to sit in the front. On the way, Chengcheng asked Qin Mu, "Mom, can I skip school today? I want to be with you. Are you going to be with Dad, or are you going to find Aunt Mingzhu?"
"Mom will go to your Aunt Mingzhu's place then!"
Qin Mu really couldn't bring herself to say anything else that would hurt the child, so she answered him softly.
The person driving in front hadn't said a word the whole time, as if at this moment he was just a dutiful, conscientious chauffeur.
Blue sky, white clouds—everything here was just like last year, except…
