In the room, Jiang Xue knew that Mu Qiancheng had reached the door, but after waiting for a long time, he still hadn't come in, causing her to frown.
She wondered, could it be that he doesn't like her and the child?
However, this thought was only fleeting before she denied it. Impossible, Mu Qiancheng loved her so deeply; it was absolutely not that he didn't like her or the child.
But why wasn't he coming in?
Jiang Xue couldn't understand, at this moment Mu Qiancheng should be eager to see the child. But why wasn't he coming in?
Could it be that his eyes can see through, seeing her through the door?
Just as Jiang Xue was lost in her thoughts, the door seemed to move. She thought Mu Qiancheng was finally coming in, but the door moved slightly and then stopped.
After waiting for some time, Jiang Xue's gaze remained fixed on the door, her eyes even started to ache, yet Mu Qiancheng still hadn't come in. This made her a bit annoyed, secretly wondering if Mu Qiancheng didn't want to see her.
If that was really the case, then how could she get along with him?
Outside the door, Mu Qiancheng's hand was on the doorknob, he pushed but then stopped. He was extremely apprehensive, wanting to go in, yet afraid to do so.
He feared that once he entered, he would see Jiang Xue's look of disgust, or even hear her harsh words.
Mu Siwu saw his son enter the house, but their room remained quiet for a long time, causing some concern, intending to check on them. In case they started quarreling again, he could help mediate.
When he walked towards the living room and saw his son still standing at the doorway, he was taken aback and asked, "Qian Cheng, why aren't you going in?"
"Dad, I'm going in now." Mu Qiancheng glanced at his father, slightly pushing with his hand, the door slowly creaked open.
Through the crack in the open door, he lifted his gaze to look inside, meeting Jiang Xue's eyes.
Their eyes met, and both were stunned.
Mu Qiancheng saw Jiang Xue's gaze, different from usual, and was momentarily dazed. He even doubted if he was seeing correctly. How could Jiang Xue have such a calm gaze?
He remembered that every time Jiang Xue looked at him, she seemed like a furious cat, brandishing sharp claws at him.
But today, Jiang Xue wasn't furious, which surprised her greatly. She wondered, what plan is she hatching?
Looking at Mu Qiancheng, Jiang Xue felt extremely conflicted inside.
Even though she had mentally prepared herself when Mu Qiancheng hadn't come in, at the moment she saw him, when their eyes met, she still felt guilty and quickly averted her gaze.
Mu Qiancheng also looked away, then stepped toward Jiang Xue and the child. Although the distance from the door to the bed was just one or two meters, within a few steps, for some reason, Mu Qiancheng walked very, very slowly, as if his feet were weighed down by a thousand catties.
Crossing this distance, he did not know what awaited him? Divorce, or perhaps a big argument.
If it was just an argument, it would be bearable, but if Jiang Xue really wanted to divorce him, he didn't know what to do.
Even if Jiang Xue doesn't like him, even hates him, he still doesn't want to let go of her hand. Because he loves her; from a long time ago, when Jiang Xue was just a little girl, he had fallen in love with her.
Back then, he always hoped Jiang Xue would grow up quickly so he could marry her. Now, his wish had finally come true, but married life was vastly different from what he imagined, vastly different.