CHAPTER 1164: CHAPTER 328: THE PERSON ON THE PHONE_4

"Quick, get up! The ground is dirty!"

Qin Mu could only remind them despite her pain.

"Mommy, do you think there are ants here!"

"Of course, there are ants on the lawn, but can you get up first? You’re going to crush me!"

Qin Mu’s voice was a bit pale, truly heavy.

"Haha! Mom is so pitiful, mom actually lying on the ground."

Huanhuan got up, squatted on one side, covering her mouth to laugh at her.

Qin Mu propped up Chengcheng to get up, then helplessly shook her head: "Mu Chenghuan, can you have a conscience? It was you and your brother who knocked me down."

Qin Mu argued alone, because Huanhuan couldn’t hear at all, and Chengcheng didn’t understand.

Mu Zihao stood outside, glanced up at the splendid sun, and couldn’t help but feel a lot better. Turning his head, he saw that mother and kids were in the lawn, Qin Mu’s coat was spotted with grass, and Huanhuan and Chengcheng dashed towards him, with Qin Mu slowly following behind, patting the grass roots from her hair and clothes as she walked.

"Grandpa!"

Huanhuan ran swiftly to him, Chengcheng followed behind with all his strength but still couldn’t catch up, so he appeared a bit disappointed when he got to the door.

Upon seeing Mu Zihao, Qin Mu also quickened her pace, walked over and greeted him: "Dad! Morning!"

"Hmm! Morning! Why are you up so early today?"

"It’s always like this here!"

Qin Mu simply responded reflexively.

Mu Zihao smiled and asked her: "Do you feel it’s not as good as in Rongcheng?"

Qin Mu didn’t answer, thought for a moment, and just smiled and shook her head.

In the morning, Qin Mu returned to the apartment to continue working, Hu Xiaoyan had already called her, saying she’d come to Paris in a couple of days with Hu Xiaobin for a bridal fitting, so she had to finish the work in these two days.

When threading the needle, she almost pricked her finger. Qin Mu’s heart wavered, then her eyes fell on the plain ring she had worn on her finger.

Thinking of his "hello" last night made Qin Mu’s heart ready to soar.

But it doesn’t mean anything, she was still in Paris, and he was still in the country.

She didn’t return to the villa to eat lunch because it was too far away, so she randomly found a small shop in town, packed with people, and ordered to eat outside. The outside area was a narrow spot with a few tables, with few empty seats, so she hurried to grab one and sat down.

A sandwich and a cup of coffee, Qin Mu ate while gazing toward the crossroads, where a seven or eight-year-old girl holding a balloon walked slowly, her eyes were somewhat lost, looking left and right, as if she had lost something, then suddenly closed her eyes and cried loudly.

That sound was far away, and the girl’s appearance was also very vague, yet she felt it.

The wind was quite strong, blowing up the long hair of the girl, making it look like she was shouting something, Qin Mu guessed maybe she had lost her family.

Qin Mu’s mood was somewhat agitated, unable to resist wanting to step forward to help.

Just as she was about to move, a middle-aged woman suddenly ran from behind the girl, squatting in front of her with a face full of guilt, and hugged her, soothing her.

Qin Mu couldn’t see the girl’s mother’s face clearly, but she saw the girl’s comforted expression, her heart was instantly touched.

In childhood, never let a child be alone in a place.

Qin Mu was truly grateful that Mu Yichen called Huanhuan and Chengcheng to accompany her, as surely he knew she didn’t want to leave those two little ones, which is why when he figured she couldn’t take care of them, he still brought them to her.

But Feng Fanghua began complaining as soon as she arrived, Qin Mu slowly lowered her head, then took big bites of the sandwich in her hand.

The coffee was about to cool, the sandwich was half-eaten and placed aside, and then she held the coffee with both hands and began to sip lightly.

The mother and daughter left that place, very joyfully.

Qin Mu still remembered many things at the crossroads, including hers and Mu Yichen’s, but now thinking back, it already seemed dreamlike.

After finishing coffee, she put on her backpack and returned, it was a rather warm afternoon, she wore a dark-colored trench coat walking on familiar roads, feeling like someone seemed to be following behind.

She lowered her head and quickened her pace, then was caught up at the apartment entrance, her shoulder was tapped: "Hi!"

Qin Mu nervously turned around, her face pale seeing the man before her.

"What’s wrong?"

Rui Sen lifted his hand and waved it a few times in front of her eyes.

"Rui Sen! Why is it you?"

After being startled, Qin Mu raised her hand to adjust her bag strap and asked him quietly.

"I was just nearby for lunch, I thought I was seeing things, but it’s really you! Have you returned to live in Paris?"

Rui Sen asked her.

"Hmm!"

Qin Mu bowed her head to respond, surprisingly feeling a bit of disappointment.

"Invite me to your place for a visit then!"

Rui Sen asked her with his head lowered.

Qin Mu looked at him, her serene eyes reflecting some past, she then smiled and shook her head, telling him: "Let’s not, my family wouldn’t agree."

"That sounds really frustrating, am I really that unlikable?"

Rui Sen frowned slightly, looking a bit troubled.

"It’s not about you being unlikable, my family just prefers quietness."

Qin Mu had to say.

"Has your husband come over too?"

Rui Sen was unaware of the past events in Rongcheng, and seeing Qin Mu so resistant to bringing him home, he speculated.

"Hmm!"

Qin Mu reluctantly replied with a nod.

"What’s the chat about?"

Just when the two were about to say goodbye, a voice suddenly came from inside the entrance of her apartment.