Chapter 2141 - 618: The Mu Family Matriarch Takes Charge

Chapter 2141: Chapter 618: The Mu Family Matriarch Takes Charge

How did it happen that both became people who love to argue!

How did it happen that both started another cold war!

In the afternoon, Mu Yichen was furious in the office, scaring Yang Qin and her replacement male colleague, who didn’t dare to breathe loudly.

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Feng Fanghua heard that her daughter-in-law and son were unhappy because of a secretary. She asked some older employees about it and then quietly called Yang Qin to the office of that boss.

When Yang Qin entered, only the dignified Feng Fanghua was inside.

Feng Fanghua listened to the sound without raising her head, holding a cup of tea in one hand and gently pushing the tea leaves aside with the lid in the other.

"Hello, Mrs. Mu!"

"Hmm! I should be good!"

Yang Qin was a bit nervous, but she still greeted politely, not expecting Feng Fanghua’s indifferent response to reveal the majesty of the Mu family mistress.

Yang Qin couldn’t guess the reason the Mu family mistress sought her out, as she was already handling the handover with her colleague. But seeing Feng Fanghua’s attitude, she couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

It’s always said that conflicts arise from disagreements between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law, and she didn’t really want to believe this mother-in-law came to complain for her daughter-in-law.

"They have issues at home they don’t like to discuss with us elders. I was left guessing at home without any clue, so I came to check. I heard it involved a woman named Yang Qin, is it you?"

Feng Fanghua unhurriedly took a sip of tea and slowly expressed her reason for finding her, raising her eyes afterwards. That gaze could seemingly see through all thoughts and pierced straight into Yang Qin’s eyes.

Yang Qin’s body was slightly tense: "I don’t know what I did wrong, please enlighten me, Mrs. Mu!"

"You don’t know what you did wrong? If you hadn’t done anything wrong, why would my son and daughter-in-law, who love each other to death, be in a cold war?"

Feng Fanghua spoke of Qin Mu and Mu Yichen’s cold war, using a tone that did not make Yang Qin happy at all.

Feng Fanghua’s gaze was too sharp, making Yang Qin afraid to raise her eyes even a bit.

"I am currently handing over tasks and will soon return abroad."

As she listened to Feng Fanghua, Yang Qin guessed that Feng Fanghua was still unaware that Mu Yichen and Qin Mu quarreled because of her sitting on Mu Yichen’s bed, so she did not reveal it, instead saying what Feng Fanghua most wanted to hear.

"What?"

"It’s President Mu’s arrangement, I dare not disobey!"

"What? That brat, he..."

Feng Fanghua, hearing Yang Qin’s stiff voice, couldn’t help but get angry. At home, Mu Yichen hadn’t told her a word, nor had he told anyone, otherwise Qin Mu wouldn’t even want to maintain a superficial harmony with him.

Yang Qin was startled hearing the word ’brat,’ her eyes slightly rising but quickly dropping, not daring to look more.

"Forget it! Leave his matters aside for now, but since you’re leaving, why not tell me the origin of their cold war."

Feng Fanghua thought for a moment, sighed, and then spoke to Yang Qin.

But how could Yang Qin say it out loud, nervously looking at her.

Feng Fanghua also looked at her, but the gaze was opposite to hers, not allowing refusal.

"What? Can’t say it?"

Feng Fanghua frowned, feeling the matter might indeed be severe.

"It’s all my fault, it has nothing to do with the boss! Please stop asking!"

Yang Qin dared not talk much, knowing Feng Fanghua was not easy to fool, yet some words she just couldn’t speak.

"It’s all your fault? Of course it is your fault, but since it started because of you, can’t you tell me what happened?"

Feng Fanghua’s voice grew colder, her expression even more frightening.

Yang Qin felt wronged, tears almost falling. In these years, she had never been angered by any old lady, hearing most mothers-in-law are difficult to serve. But she hadn’t met her boss’s mother yet when she encountered one already.

"In all these years, I haven’t seen many people troubling them, you, a secretary of no status, dare to be so presumptuous. Are you finding your life too comfortable?"

Feng Fanghua became more agitated, forcefully placing the teacup on the table with full mistress posture.

After that, the office owner continued to stand outside, not allowing anyone to interrupt, hearing the sound inside gradually fading, she also breathed a sigh of relief.