Chapter 2005: Chapter 575: My Other Half
"What strange man? Isn’t it just that person from our house!"
Qin Mu smiled speechlessly, then pretended to be serious and said it eagerly to him.
Mu Yichen...
Qin Mu looked at Mu Yichen’s expression as if he had eaten something unpleasant and couldn’t help but burst out laughing, "Are you stupid or what?"
Mu Yichen felt a bit uncomfortable in his throat, got up from the sofa, and walked towards her.
This trick of making people feel tingly by staring at their back, Mr. Mu used to be quite good at it, but Qin Mu was no longer the little Qin Mu from before.
"I helped design it for you a few days ago, then found a workshop to work overtime to get it done for you. Now that it’s getting cold, haven’t you been needing new clothes? I made a few sets, but there weren’t enough buttons, so this set was sent over first."
Mu Yichen stretched out his hand, "Where is it? Here? Or the lounge?"
"Stop it, go to the lounge!"
Qin Mu immediately lifted her chin to direct him.
Mu Yichen suddenly burst into laughter, unable to help himself.
Who would’ve thought his wife could be so thoughtful; it was really rare.
"Alright then! But my arm still hurts a bit, you have to help me!"
"I’m going, but not to help you!"
"Then what are you going for?"
"Take a guess!"
Qin Mu raised her head, looked at him playfully, and walked out.
Mu Yichen turned gently on his heel, looking sideways at the woman walking out, and suddenly laughed again.
His wife was getting more and more playful, but he really liked it.
Inside the lounge.
Qin Mu asked seriously, "How did you get here?"
"Drove?"
Mu Yichen frowned; he wanted to see her at mealtime, endured until after eating, and then rushed to his reserved parking spot at the hotel, grabbed a car, and quickly came to find her.
Mu Yichen suddenly frowned, thinking it was bad, as Mrs. Mu might not drive him to and from work tomorrow.
"Could it be, it’s not hurting anymore, is it?"
"How is it possible it’s not hurting?"
Mu Yichen immediately retorted.
"But you can drive yourself, right?"
Qin Mu pouted angrily.
Mu Yichen sighed softly, "Silly!"
Calling her silly again?
Qin Mu, recently being called that frequently, really felt like her brain wasn’t working properly.
"You still have to keep driving me; if I drive for too long, with the wound just healed, it might reopen."
The doctor had also mentioned it, so Qin Mu didn’t dare to take it lightly.
"Yet you drove yourself here!"
Qin Mu’s voice softened.
"I wanted to see you!"
Mr. Mu’s tone was especially affectionate.
Qin Mu knew it was all a ploy, just a ploy.
"Don’t we see each other every day? If you really wanted to, a phone call and I’d come over."
Qin Mu’s voice became softer and softer, as gentle as feathers.
"Would you really be that obedient?"
Mu Yichen asked her in a low voice.
"Yes!"
Yeah, right; she didn’t even like going upstairs to his office to keep him company.
But hearing those words, knowing she was showing goodwill, Mu Yichen still felt quite content inside.
When she wasn’t being stubborn, she was as cute as could be.
But if she turned hostile...
Mu Yichen finally went to change his clothes, slowly and methodically, while Qin Mu quietly watched him put on the clothes she had personally designed for him.
She thought of a peaceful life of "men farming and women weaving."
Mu Yichen turned his head; Qin Mu’s eyes held a gentle brightness, making his heart skip a beat, "What are you thinking about?"
"Thinking of you!"
Qin Mu spoke softly.
Mu Yichen...
"So sudden? A confession?"
Mu Yichen’s eyebrows twitched with some disbelief.
Qin Mu leaned against the bedhead, instinctively saying to him, "Come over, I’ll help you!"
——
Outside the lounge, Xiaomei was pacing back and forth, hands on her hips, looking a bit anxious but unable to knock on the door.
She wasn’t even as excited as she usually was when eavesdropping; she was only anxious. Downstairs, there was a client waiting, a handsome male client.
She didn’t dare to knock on the door, but that handsome guy had been waiting for almost half an hour. She had already gone down to explain, saying her boss was busy and to wait a bit longer; she really didn’t want to go down and say it again.
Xiaomei began blowing air out of her mouth, pacing in circles several times before finally standing at the center of the doorway, ready to knock.
"Xiaomei, are you done? The guest is about to leave!"
Xiaomei...
Xiaomei turned her head towards the staircase, then soon heard the sound of a car leaving, and then...
The door was unlocked from the inside!
Xiaomei...
"What are you doing here?"
