Chapter 2290 - 662: Too Cunning, Far Too Cunning (3)

Chapter 2290: Chapter 662: Too Cunning, Far Too Cunning (3)

On the way to Paris, the three little guys were unusually excited, as if this was the most special journey. Mu Qingxin was also designing her shopping list, while Qin Mu was silently brooding.

She was really pissed off by Mu Yichen. The things he said that night during their intimacy sounded so nice, so pitiful, and then...

Heh heh!

Men!

Indeed, it’s better to believe that ghosts can grind flour than to trust a man’s lying mouth.

Meanwhile, President Mu was happily having tea with Jing Feng.

Jing Feng, hearing that he let Qin Mu take the children back to Paris, was a bit incredulous: "You just let them go like that, aren’t you afraid Qin Mu might keep them in Paris and not come back?"

"Mu Qingxin is there with them!"

Mu Yichen said.

Actually, Mu Yichen believed in his heart that Qin Mu would bring them back, but still asked Mu Qingxin to go along. That girl took the opportunity to extort a gold card from him under the guise of a mission.

Jing Feng couldn’t help but laugh: "I knew it, you’re not that carefree, are you?"

Mu Yichen also laughed, knowing that he was despicable. He also knew that Qin Mu had probably cursed him hundreds of times on the plane by now, but it didn’t matter. She cursing him was a good thing; he would feel uncomfortable if she didn’t.

These years, whenever he wasn’t keeping an eye on her, he would feel uneasy. Being berated by her had become a habit.

"What about Chen Xiaoyi? Is it really nothing with her?"

Jing Feng asked curiously again, lightly fiddling with the rim of his teacup with his fingers.

Mu Yichen leaned back in the chair, hands comfortably on his legs, gazing up at the sunlight filtering through the window: "I don’t know about Chen Xiaoyi’s matters, but between her and me, everything’s over!"

"You’ve truly cut it off neatly, poor Miss Chen’s deep affection."

Jing Feng thought about the last time he saw Chen Xiaoyi in the hotel, staring dazedly at his silhouette. Too bad, he didn’t even know. Because of this, Jing Feng looked at Miss Chen with newfound respect.

"How do you know she has deep affection?"

Mu Yichen turned to look at him, curious for a moment.

"That day I went to drink with you, I saw her standing in the corner, staring at your back for a long time without disturbing you. Wouldn’t you say she has deep affection for you?"

Jing Feng explained to him with a smile.

Mu Yichen’s brow twitched, feeling a bit displeased, but he didn’t make further comments.

"What about Qin Mu? Hasn’t she questioned you about Miss Chen’s matters? After all, she was someone you once wanted to seriously date."

Jing Feng asked again.

Mu Yichen furrowed his brow, thinking for a while, then shook his head: "I know what Qin Mu is thinking."

"If you really know that well, would you be here drinking tea with me?"

Jing Feng lifted the teacup, taking a light sip. The sweet and pure flavor swirled in his mouth, becoming more fragrant as it reached his throat.

"She has to shoot an ad; I can’t interfere much with her work."

Mu Yichen explained, resting his hands on the back of his head, continuing to gaze at the light outside, which gradually became somewhat dazzling and made him uncomfortable.

"Or maybe you know the civil office is about to open, and you’re not sure if she’ll stay and bring up the divorce proceedings again?"

Jing Feng spoke softly, but it hit right on his concerns.

Mu Yichen sulked, looking at Jing Feng, the look in his eyes clearly saying: Dude, can’t you be less blunt?

Jing Feng raised his eyebrows, as if to say: I’m not doing it on purpose, just chatting casually.

Mu Yichen turned his head elsewhere, speechless, and then said: "She found a lawyer, that Tan Yiwen guy. I told her to have Tan Yiwen contact my lawyer directly. Whether the divorce terms can be agreed upon depends on the lawyers’ skills."

"I heard that Lawyer Tan has somewhat established himself in our area, could be difficult to deal with. What if the two lawyers do come to an agreement?"

Jing Feng patiently asked another question, naturally also giving Mu Yichen a heads-up.

"As long as he still wants to stay in Rongcheng, he can only be at my disposal."

Mu Yichen snorted a laugh, speaking as if it didn’t matter.

"Really despicable!"

Jing Feng scolded him, but then suddenly laughed.

Mu Yichen also laughed. This thing called power, when you don’t have it, you want it. Why do you want it? Isn’t it to control what you want to control? If you have it and don’t use it, it’s useless; using it is called despicable.

"Qin Mu has a knot in her heart, I have no choice!"

Mu Yichen justified himself.

"Isn’t her knot because of you?"

Jing Feng frowned, thinking, this guy is a bit too much.

Mu Yichen fell silent this time; it was related to him, no way to shirk responsibility. So he had long prepared to take the responsibility, to give her his whole life.