But...
Mu Yichen had planted a thorn in her heart, a thorn so deep and thick that she didn't know if she could survive pulling it out.
When Qin Mu got home, it was already very late. After parking the car, she quietly entered the house, tiptoeing up the stairs into her room in the dark.
After tossing aside her bag, she sat in the soft chair by the window, bent over with her face buried deep in her palms.
Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao had just woken up from their sleep, lying in bed whispering: "Was that Mumu coming back?"
"It should be. I heard the car stop outside."
Mu Zihao agreed, then turned to ask her, "What do you think?"
"I just feel like this can't go on. Last time, Yichen used a fake car accident to trick Qin Mu into coming back. This time, should we use a fake car accident to lure him here? They've been separated for three months; we shouldn't let something really happen!"
"Hmm! Maybe we should talk to dad about it!"
