Gentle Breeze Loving the Drifting Snow

At twenty, she had a child in secret.
At twenty-two, she was discreetly married into a wealthy family.
Qin Mu lost her mother at the age of seven and was sent abroad by her unscrupulous father when she was only eight. Little did she expect her future to be so bright, she decided to climb up on Mu General's shoulders with great strides.
Mu Yichen went from being Rongcheng's top heartthrob to its youngest tycoon—arrogant and wise, unfathomable, yet he somehow fell into the hands of a little lass.
——
About marriage.
"Mu Yichen, we are just—friends!"
"That can't be the reason you reject me!"
Qin Mu was scared stiff, as Mu General rudely carried her off to the marriage registration office, to sign, to stamp, to get the certificate!
——
Hidden marriage for too long.
"If you say our daughter is adopted from the orphanage, I won't argue with you, but when will you make me public?" In broad daylight, Mu General pinned Mrs. Mu against the corner wall, threatening her with a devilish charm.
"Depends on your performance!" Mrs. Mu smirked, and the next moment, she counterattacked Mu General.
"Quick, cover your eyes!" Mu Baby, who had been ignored on the side, immediately covered her eyes.

His Beloved Treasure

This kind of trouble, if not resolved as soon as possible, will haunt you in the future.


After Mu Qingxin's heartfelt apology, Qin Mu went to the studio to find Mu Yichen and asked, "Have you been busy lately?"


Sitting on the couch with his legs crossed and seriously checking his phone emails, Mu Yichen looked up, "Hmm?"


Qin Mu could only smile wryly, seeing how he was right there with her, but his eyes were glued to his phone.


Qiao Yi said he was actually extremely busy recently, but he still managed to come home on time every day and even found time to visit her office for some alone time with her. Qin Mu just quietly watched him.


Qin Mu walked over to sit beside him, gently placing her hand on his shoulder and resting her chin on it too, looking down at the emails on his phone while silently sighing to herself. She then asked him, "What's for dinner tonight?"


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