"Hmm!"
Qin Haiming quickly hung up the phone. After Qin Mu hung up, she just looked up at the ceiling, unable to say a word.
It seemed as if her eyes were a bit dry.
"He's like a completely different person!"
It was a while before Qin Mu could say that sentence.
"Over the past years, he was just unaware of the kind of woman he was dealing with! Your dad is quite pitiful too, isn't he?"
"Pitiful for doing the evil he did? I don't think so!"
Sometimes, she would feel sorry for him for a few seconds, but as soon as she thought about it carefully, she remembered he was not pitiful at all.
Mu Yichen lifted his hand and wrapped it around her head, pressing it against his shoulder, not saying a word, just holding her.
Qin Mu leaned on his shoulder, and for a long time, her mind was blank.