"Mu Yichen, stop overthinking. Even though our life in Paris was glamorous, my heart has always been here!"
Mu Yichen lowered his gaze, the coldness between his brows gradually dissipating.
It seemed that all the words spoken between the two of them over the years could not compare to this seemingly insignificant sentence from her.
Calming down, Mu Yichen found himself amusing, being so jealous that he almost didn't recognize himself.
Soon after, they went down the stairs together, both dressed neatly.
At half past ten, Jian Yan reluctantly handed the sleeping Huanhuan over to the nanny and stood up to leave with AD.
Qin Mu and Mu Yichen accompanied them to the car, and before Jian Yan got in, he casually said, "If you can't teach Huanhuan well in the future, just leave her to me."
"It's nice that you have such ideals, but the Mu Family teaches our own people."
Mu Yichen tried to maintain a smile, slowly expressing his thoughts as if making small talk.
