Or perhaps, he just wanted to shield his daughter.
If that was the case, Qin Mu would have to settle every single account with them, father and daughter.
When the time came, she wouldn't let go easily, whether it was dealt with privately or publicly.
After returning home, she called Jian Yan, they exchanged holiday greetings, and after a few words, she hung up.
She could feel Jian Yan deliberately distancing himself, but she didn't have the heart to dwell on it anymore, after all, everything was clear as day.
After dinner, she accompanied Huanhuan to sleep, then once Huanhuan fell asleep, she returned to her own room to draw. Mu Yichen came upstairs and sat on the bed to keep her company, leaning against the headboard, he wrapped his shoulders around her, watching her draw, "When will you be this serious with me all day?"
"Am I not serious with you?"
"Say 'I love you' a thousand times for me to hear!"
His dark hawk-like eyes stared at her, as if resistance were not an option.
