Looking down at her son nestled in her arms, hardly moving, she thought, at most, she would just endure Feng Fanghua and Mu Yichen's sneers and sarcasm. Seeing her son only once a year, can't she endure this bit of grievance?
It was still drizzling outside; Huanhuan and Chengcheng wanted to eat upstairs and told her to go down herself. Qin Mu then stepped out the door, but as soon as she closed it and looked up, she saw, at the nearby doorway opposite, the person she was most familiar with coming out.
Mu Yichen, upon seeing her, gave her a cold glance and walked toward the stairway himself.
Qin Mu thought it was quite surprising that the two of them could still sit down and have a meal together.
She thought they would only be able to sit together many years later.
