Mu Yichen couldn't help but imagine the day in the future when the two of them would reconcile, fantasizing about the moment she would throw herself into his arms, crying like a fool.
It seemed like she didn't even want him near her now.
The more Mu Yichen thought about it, the colder his heart felt.
That evening, Jiang Zhiyuan didn't dare to stay for dinner, and he sent a message to Qin Mu before heading home, "Xiaomu, are you sure you don't want to check on Yichen at the apartment? I think he's gone mad, talking to himself and saying all sorts of nonsense."
At that time, Qin Mu was nursing the child, so she didn't even look at her phone. It was only later that night when she finally did, and upon seeing Jiang Zhiyuan's message, she couldn't help feeling a bit sour.
He wouldn't be alone in the apartment, not even eating properly, would he?
But why should she still care about all that?
After thinking it over, Qin Mu tossed her phone aside again and went to take a shower.
