Gradually, it seemed like they really couldn't be separated anymore.
Smelling his scent on the pillow, Qin Mu hugged the pillow tightly.
It wasn't completely light out yet when Qin Mu fell back asleep with his pillow. She got up early to accompany her daughter, at Feng Fanghua's request, to the early education class, then headed to the studio.
Xiaomei, hearing that she had taken Huanhuan to the early education class, couldn't help but complain, "Then why didn't you bring her over for us to see? How long has it been since we've seen her?"
Qin Mu gave a helpless laugh, thinking that now she couldn't even hug her daughter whenever she wanted, how could she care about others' feelings? But upon further thought, she still soothed Xiaomei promisingly, "I'll bring her to see you in a couple of days, I keep my word."
"Really? You better not be lying to me, I'm not a three-year-old kid. If you can't bring her, you can't bring her; I know now you don't have the final say over her."
