Chapter 2277 - 659: One Year Later (36) The Greatest Wingmen, Those Two

Chapter 2277: Chapter 659: One Year Later (36) The Greatest Wingmen, Those Two

Huanhuan put down the remote and bounced up from the sofa, looking at the couple and asking.

Mu Yichen just instinctively looked at Qin Mu. Qin Mu felt uneasy under his gaze and stammered: "I—whether we sleep or not is none of your business, go to bed now!"

Qin Mu sounded a bit stern, but Huanhuan wasn’t scared at all. She covered her mouth and laughed, and after a while said, "Mom, your face is so red!"

"Just as red as the apples Grandma bought today."

Chengcheng joined in the fun.

Qin Mu...

"You two should go upstairs to rest quickly. Mom, aren’t you tired? Ask Dad to give you a massage. Dad’s massage skills are top-notch."

Huanhuan went to pull Qin Mu, and Chengcheng quickly went to pull her too.

Qin Mu stood up helplessly and unwillingly asked, "Who said that? Who said his massage skills are top-notch?"

"You did, you often said it before!"

Huanhuan immediately replied to her.

Qin Mu...

Felt like slapping her own mouth, had she often said such things in the past?

Well, she definitely used to seriously praise Mr. Mu’s skills before.

Sigh!

Truly a pit she dug for herself.

"Can you two stop fooling around? I’m not a child, hey..."

Qin Mu was pushed in by force, while naturally, Mr. Mu entered willingly.

"Mom, sleep with Dad tonight, okay!"

"Let Dad kiss you, okay!"

"Let Dad hug you, okay!"

"And..."

"Take everything off?"

"Probably!"

"Oh dear! What are little kids thinking about, go to sleep!"

The last sentence was Huanhuan scolding Chengcheng, whose voice was getting quieter.

The two little ones dashed off, but the door was locked from the outside.

Qin Mu blushed, planning to open the door and give them a good scolding. But when she turned the knob forcefully, the door wouldn’t open. Frustrated, she turned and questioned the man leisurely assessing her: "Is this how you teach them?"

"Haven’t I stopped teaching them for quite a while?"

"Quite a while?"

"Yes, more than a year!"

Qin Mu was fuming, wanting to reprimand him, but his response rendered her speechless, so she turned her head away, not looking at him, embarrassed.

"Open the door!" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

Qin Mu calmed down for two minutes before saying to him again.

"I would like to open it, but I don’t have the key."

"You don’t have the key? Then how do those two have the key? Didn’t you give it to them?"

Facing Mu Yichen’s calm and collected manner, Qin Mu was really on the verge of losing it, holding her forehead forcefully, and strained herself to say this sentence.

"I definitely didn’t give it to them, don’t forget, they have an aunt who loves to stir things up."

Blaming others—such things are easy.

Qin Mu looked at Mu Yichen, who seemed serious and not like he was lying. Thinking about Mu Qingxin, it was indeed plausible she did this, and involuntarily deflated, putting her hands on her hips, hunching her shoulders, and walked towards the sofa dejectedly. After sitting down, she let out a heavy sigh.

Mu Yichen noticed she didn’t want to sleep in his bed since she returned. Strictly speaking, it was also her bed. Even if she suspected something between him and Chen Xiaoyi, did she really think he would so casually bring women into their bed?

Qin Mu underestimated him.

"I’ll sleep on the sofa!"

Qin Mu resignedly decided to compromise; since they were locked in, this was the only option.

After speaking, she lay down on the sofa, pretending to be a corpse.

Mu Yichen didn’t say anything else and just got on the bed.

The bed was wide and soft, why sleep on the sofa? Truly incomprehensible.

Mu Yichen played with his phone casually; the room lights were still on, and neither of them actually intended to sleep.

Besides, Mu Yichen’s phone rang shortly, his phone had rung for the N-th time tonight, but this was the first time he answered.

Qin Mu thought if he answered, he would surely go out.

But...

"You guys have fun, my house’s lock is broken, I can’t go out."

Mr. Mu was just so serious, remarkably poised, steady, and light when he said that.

Qin Mu was practically dumbfounded; how did she forget their Mr. Mu was so shameless?

After Mu Yichen hung up the phone, he looked towards the sofa: "Wanna come up?"

"No!"

Never!

Her stubborn voice reached his ears, and Mu Yichen chuckled lightly.

Qin Mu looked up at him smiling so leisurely on the bed; he was surely laughing at her foolishness, having a bed but not sleeping on it.

If it were before, she definitely would have made him sleep on the sofa; she had done that many times, but now...

Qin Mu also felt a bit foolish; he had explained to her clearly there hadn’t been any woman on this bed, yet somehow, she felt so wronged, she just didn’t want to go up; the sofa felt somewhat better.

"Come up, you’re already a bit under the weather, if you sleep on the sofa tonight, you’ll catch a cold."

Mu Yichen said this to her very considerately, and his tone was especially gentle.

But Qin Mu always felt there was a trap; since they were about to get a divorce, it was better not to let anything happen.

So she resisted, saying: "I’m fine here, even if I catch a cold, I’m not afraid."

"Are you more afraid of me?"

Mu Yichen asked, across a distance.

"Don’t try to provoke me, it’s useless."

Qin Mu shifted a bit on the sofa, looking for a comfortable position, her words neither soft nor hard, but very stubborn.

"Why would I provoke you? It’s not like I haven’t done it before!"

After saying this, the room fell silent for a minute.

Qin Mu indeed couldn’t find a topic to speak with him, nor did she want to, because no matter how they talked about this topic, Mr. Mu would steer it into a ditch.

Compared to before, he indeed wasn’t as straightforward; she still remembered when she first came to Rongcheng, he straightforwardly went to the hotel to find her to talk about sleeping together, speaking so plainly and clearly, back then...

Back then, as frank as she was, she said what she meant, now, many things were kept in their hearts, unless absolutely necessary, they wouldn’t easily express it to each other.

Was it because they cared more now, fearing to hurt one another, so they didn’t dare speak?

Or was it because they were tired and weary, just wanting a quiet life?

"And what about talking about divorce?"

Mu Yichen suddenly added a sentence.

This time Qin Mu moved, sitting up, with her hands braced on the sides of the sofa, her eyes directly staring at the man half-lying on the bed.

Mu Yichen’s dark eyes lifted as well, looking at her.

The room was extraordinarily calm, she stood up.

Mu Yichen kept his eyes raised, waiting.

Qin Mu didn’t walk over: "I’ve been wanting to discuss this for a long time, if we’re going to talk, let’s talk properly, get up, let’s have a serious conversation."

"I’m tired! Going to sleep!"

Mu Yichen’s eyes darkened, speaking faintly, he turned away and lay down properly.

"Hey! Mu Yichen, you, get up!"

Qin Mu was angry, with her hands on her hips walked over, stood by the bed, and shouted at him again: "You were the one who said you wanted to talk!"

"Now I don’t feel like talking!"

Mu Yichen’s voice was somewhat childish, like he regretted starting the topic.

Qin Mu felt a discomfort in her throat but wouldn’t let him off so easily. She raised her hand, grabbing his arm, pulling him forcefully: "Mu Yichen, get up, explain it to me, Mu Yichen..."

She found it difficult to pull him; of course, he was much taller and stronger than her.

"Mu Yichen, get up and explain yourself, do you hear me?"

She yelled, pulling his arm with effort, he didn’t react, but her body swayed precariously.