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"Mrs. Mu, you always manage to surprise me!"
He gazed at her, his deep black eyes filled with profound affection.
"There might be even more surprising things in the future," Qin Mu smiled as a reminder.
Mu Yichen chuckled, then took her slender hand, only then noticing the slight roughness between her fingers, the result of years of holding a pen.
He lowered his head to look at her hands.
Qin Mu lay quietly beside the bed, watching him, her heart also seeking, searching for the very thing in him that moved her.
Could she, towards him, ever let go as easily as she once did?
Later, the two of them went back to their room to rest, and Mu Zihao chatted over tea with Feng Fanghua. "Your daughter-in-law has changed her ways today; last time she left without a word."
"She understands the relationships involved, now that she has chosen to stay in Rongcheng," Mu Zihao nodded and said.
"Hmph, I don't believe that girl is so calculating,"
