His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 1674 - 467: The Beginning and the End (13)_2

The room fell silent; no explanations, no arguments, just the two of them standing there like soulless shells.

Later, they turned their backs on each other and slept separately!

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When Mu Yichen uttered those words of letting go, Qin Mu could not comprehend it.

She had already accepted it! Accepted Mu Yichen’s persistence, he had said it so many times, so resolutely, that unless he died, he would never let her go.

Once, she wanted so much to escape him, yet he always found ways to keep her by his side.

The past was behind them, the present and the future had yet to unfold.

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The next day!

Qin Mu didn’t bring the children; she drove alone to her mother’s grave.

She only brought a bunch of chrysanthemums. Dressed in a black coat over a white inner layer, her long hair cascading behind her ears, just her silhouette looked a bit haggard.

She climbed the mountain slowly and arduously, in her eight-centimeter high heels.

She wanted to complain, to protest, to scream, but as she stood before the tombstone, she felt a profound calm, even though her eyes brimmed with tears.

"I originally wanted to bring Mu Yichen and the kids to visit you, but I thought it’s been a long time since we were alone, so I came quietly by myself!"

She lowered her head, the words in her heart made her feel heavy and suffocated.

"Mom! I am scared! He said he wants to let go of me!"

Inside, she wasn’t as strong as she seemed. After thinking about what Mu Yichen said last night, her tears immediately burst forth.

"Will he end up like Dad did? Suddenly falling into another woman’s embrace? Suddenly abandoning me like Dad abandoned you?"

Qin Mu stood in front of the tombstone, looking at the face of the smiling, kind woman in the picture. She couldn’t see that woman’s features clearly, only feeling that she needed someone to give her an answer, a ’good’ answer.

Qin Mu wondered if it was Jian Yan’s gossip that upset Mu Yichen?

Had she ignored Mu Yichen’s feelings lately?

She kept reflecting, repeatedly questioning her own heart.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, sighing heavily.

When Qin Haiming’s car reached the foot of the mountain, he saw Qin Mu’s car parked there.

He drove there by himself; today he didn’t want Uncle Wang to bring him because he wanted to visit her alone.

Actually, last night he had thought about inviting Qin Mu to go with him. They, as father and daughter, had never visited Qin Mu’s mother together, but he never dared to open his mouth.

But since they had met here like this, he felt relieved, and with some excitement in his heart, he grabbed the flowers and strode up the mountain.

However, when he saw his daughter quietly wiping away her tears, he stood not far away but couldn’t bring himself to approach her. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Last night everything seemed fine, so why was she crying here all of a sudden today?

Because father and daughter had virtually zero communication on some matters, Qin Haiming could only guess that there was trouble in her marriage, his brows unconsciously furrowing. Last night he had given Mu Yichen a few reminders, simply hoping Mu Yichen would cherish the hard-won relationship with Qin Mu, surely it wasn’t his words that backfired?

He had often intimidated Mu Yichen before, but no matter what he had said, Mu Yichen never left Qin Mu. What happened this time?

Later, when Qin Mu glanced and saw Qin Haiming not far away, watching her with concern, her heart quaked, as if someone had discovered her secret.

Yet her expression was somewhat wooden, and she quickly turned cold, glancing at the photo on the tombstone, then promptly turned and left.

Qin Haiming didn’t call out to her; he knew it was inappropriate unless he wanted to start another argument with Qin Mu.

But just watching his daughter leave in distress, he dared not approach the tombstone from a distance.

He had wronged her, failed to care for their daughter properly, guilt wrinkling his brows as he slowly glanced at the flowers in his hand.

He didn’t know why the flowers were trembling, was it the wind or was his hand trembling?

He still walked forward, bent down to place the flowers beside the ones Qin Mu had brought, and then spent a long time looking at the photo on the tombstone.

He couldn’t even utter a single apology, emotions surging within him, unsure of what to do with his hands, unable to speak a word to the person above.

He wanted to take good care of Qin Mu, he wanted Qin Mu to live well in the years to come, but how could he ensure his daughter would always be well? A happy family, a loving husband.