Qin Mu now knew that Qin Haiming often came to see her daughter; that evening she didn't lose her temper but simply let out a resigned, bitter smile.
Let it be!
Later, she went to coax Huanhuan to sleep, and Mu Yichen chatted for a bit downstairs before he went upstairs to find her.
He sat on the edge of the bed, beside mother and daughter, his eyes slightly downcast: "I've actually known about this all along, I didn't tell you because I was afraid you'd be unhappy."
Qin Mu listened quietly, not planning to say anything, but then she thought about it, turned around, and looked at him with eyes as tranquil as water: "Let him look if he wants to, after all, Huanhuan hasn't lost anything.
Mu Yichen hadn't expected her to say that, thinking she would have been furious and complain while crying and hugging him, just like the last time he tricked her into going to a birthday banquet.
He even thought she might leave in anger.
But she merely said so calmly.
