Mu Yichen and Qin Mu didn't speak, just gazed at each other.
This meal, letting it go is fine, though there would be a sense of suffocation in the heart.
If they didn't have this meal, it wouldn't just be suffocating, the whole family probably wouldn't be able to have dinner.
So Qin Mu still stood up, and Mu Yichen followed her downstairs.
Even if, at this moment, neither appreciated the other, they still sat and ate together.
It's like, even if the ties of love have weakened, they are still family—an unchangeable fact for anyone.
The elders saw them come out for the meal and thought there might still be a chance for reconciliation, which eased their minds a bit.
The dinner that night was especially quiet, as everyone chose silence, despite having endless questions they wanted to ask the two of them.
After dinner, Mu Yichen was kept in the living room by the old man and Mu Zihao, while Qin Mu was called to a room by Feng Fanghua, and the children were taken upstairs to play.
