novelraw Chapter 518 - 240. Mu Jin Huan took 9 months to understand what it feels like to miss someone to the core. _2
Chapter 518 - 240. Mu Jin Huan took 9 months to understand what it feels like to miss someone to the core. _2
"Alright," Cheng Shihong seemed a bit disappointed as she set down the fruit plate and went to help Lu Yao dress Pea. "An Ge, be good. Today is a happy day, you mustn’t cry."Pea was not very cooperative, waving her hands and feet, babbling, making it really difficult to dress her.
The little one just pouted and started imitating speech, "...cry...cry."
This made Cheng Shihong laugh and cry at the same time. She curved her finger and lightly scraped Pea’s nose. "You little rascal, are you deliberately going against Grandma?"
The little rascal likely had a parrot as a friend in a past life, imitating everything in sight, "...yes...yes."
The childish voice made everyone chuckle, even the tipsy Mu Libei laughed out loud.
Cheng Shihong finally managed to get Pea dressed, then carried her to the door, saying to Mu Jin Huan, "Be careful on the road, and drive slowly."
Mu Jin Huan, holding Jiu Jiu with one hand, changed shoes and responded indifferently, "Mm."
Two years ago on New Year’s, it was also such a heavy snow.
Mu Jinqian picked up a coat to drape over Lu Yao. Qingqing could dress herself now, no longer needing his help, and he called to the servant who was about to go upstairs to fetch a coat for Cheng Shihong, "I’ll take Lu Yao home too, so I’ll escort Mu Huan on the way out."
Ever since they ’cut their ties’, Cheng Shihong hadn’t shown him a kind face.
Even Lu Yao was treated better than him.
Cheng Shihong placed Pea in Mu Jinqian’s arms and said coolly, "Go, go, go, everyone leave, no one to bother me, I’ll be free."
Saying so, she turned back to sit on the sofa and watched the Spring Festival Gala on TV, as if she didn’t care at all.
Mu Jinqian smiled helplessly, letting Lu Yao and Qingqing go out first, before he held Pea and stepped out of the warm villa.
The snow was heavy, and walking on the accumulated snow produced a ’crunching’ sound.
Just while walking from the door to the parking spot, Mu Jin Huan’s shoulders were already noticeably covered with snow. In the car’s back seat were two specially made baby seats. After settling Pea and Jiu Jiu, he closed the door.
Mu Jinqian handed a cigarette to Mu Jin Huan, his eyes clear and gentle, "After New Year’s, it’ll soon be April."
April is the most beautiful time in the human world.
The cyan smoke swirled around, obscuring Mu Jin Huan’s chiseled features slightly. His deep voice was calm, showing no emotional change, "Should I drive you back?"
After tonight, there are sixty-four days left.
Mu Jinqian smiled, his gaze resting on the pair walking in the snowy ground, filled with countless warmth and fondness, "The driver is on the way, will be here shortly. I just want to walk with Lu Yao for a while."
The snowflakes on his shoulders accumulated more and more. Mu Jin Huan slightly lowered his eyes and responded softly, "Mm."
Mu Jinqian extinguished the half-burnt cigarette, patted Mu Jin Huan on the shoulder, and strode to catch up with Lu Yao and Qingqing.
His warm palm encased her cold hand. Lu Yao looked sideways at Mu Jinqian, just as he turned to look at her, their eyes met, and in their pupils, they saw only each other’s reflections.
A snowflake landed on her eyelashes, with the outside temperature so low, her eyelids weren’t warm enough to melt it.
Lu Yao’s vision blurred slightly, "Aren’t you pretty angry? Why still hold my hand?"
"It’s New Year’s, arguing isn’t good," Mu Jinqian’s lips curled into a gentle smile, the woman’s slightly struggling hand was held more tightly by him, "Anger is anger, but wife is still wife. Besides, isn’t there a day when you haven’t bothered me? If I can’t learn to adjust myself, I’d be angered to death by you?"
It’s often said that Mu Jinqian was infatuated, utterly captivated by the skillful Su Meiren, that even when the green hats piled up around, he’d still hold on despite being hurt inside.
But they didn’t know, he was willing to be teased.
Sipping from the sweetness.
Lu Yao no longer pretended, letting the man hold her hand, and smiled lightly, "Do I really have such abilities?"
Mu Jinqian also smiled, his voice gentle and soothing, "More than that."
Their daughter, Qingqing, bounced and played in the snow while being held by Lu Yao, occasionally lifting her head and trying to taste the snow with her tongue. Her nose turned red from the cold, but she continued to smile with crescent-moon eyes.
"Daddy, I only had one bowl of rice tonight."
"How do I remember it being two bowls?"
"Hmph! Daddy, you’re so annoying, I’m not talking to you anymore. Mom, let Daddy sleep in the study tonight, okay? I won’t secretly get blankets for Daddy anymore!"
"No, constantly making Daddy sleep in the study makes me seem uncaring. A fairy can’t have the image of a shrew; it’s not good."
"..."
Outside the old Mu Family house, there was a long street lined with plane trees, which in the summer, made the place look as if it was straight out of a fairy tale.