CHAPTER 1380: CHAPTER 390: DADDY TEACHES MOMMY HOW TO KISS (PART 2)

"Met up?"

Qin Mu was still completely unaware of what had happened during the day, so she just texted him a question.

Jiang Zhiyuan: "Yeah! We met! She said a lot, and she also asked me to take back the ring, but the most important thing is, she said she still loves me."

Mu’s Wife: "Isn’t that a good thing?"

Jiang Zhiyuan: "But the situation at the time was not good, she said I was very arrogant, and a lot of other things, anyway, it was particularly unpleasant!"

Mu’s Wife: "..."

Jiang Zhiyuan: "?"

Mu’s Wife: "Although I don’t know what you two talked about, since she said she still loves you, shouldn’t you have kissed her right away?"

Jiang Zhiyuan: "?"

Upon seeing Qin Mu’s message, Jiang Zhiyuan nearly dropped his phone. Kiss her? He was so scared at the time, he didn’t even dare to look at her, how could he kiss her?

Soon after, Yang Bo and Mu Yichen came back together. Jiang Zhiyuan didn’t message her again, but Qin Mu sent another one to Jiang Zhiyuan: "Go kiss her!"

Or, there’s nothing a kiss can’t solve, if there is, then two, three, until the woman softens.

When Mu Yichen and Yang Bo got home, they first greeted the old man. The old man was very happy to see Yang Bo too, and even made a good pot of tea for him, but couldn’t resist teasing him: "You kid, these years you haven’t changed much, except for your face, getting darker and darker!"

When Qin Mu came downstairs, she happened to hear this sentence.

Yang Bo and the others looked up when they heard footsteps from upstairs. Qin Mu smiled at them happily: "Brother Yang Bo, long time no see!"

Yang Bo smiled: "Xiaomu is getting prettier and prettier!"

Mu Yichen sat next to them watching, not speaking, but his eyes were both proud and jealous. He even raised his hand to press down on Yang Bo’s head.

"Yichen, if you keep doing this, I’m really going to get mad!"

Yang Bo really couldn’t stand Yichen’s nature of not allowing others to look at his wife. A girl is so pretty, anyone would glance a few times, but he’s always so possessive, and even his brothers aren’t allowed to look.

"If you dare look again, I’ll get mad."

Mu Yichen said.

"You brat, your brother has no ill intentions towards your wife, why are you so jealous?"

When Qin Mu came down, she heard the old man say this and couldn’t help but sigh: "Can I come over and sit?"

The three of them all looked at her, and Mu Yichen directly stretched out his hand. Only then did Qin Mu put her hand in his palm, letting him pull her, bypassing the sofa and sitting right beside him.

"Xiaomu, Yichen must be troubling you every day, right? Does he make you wear a mask and sunglasses when you go out?"

Yang Bo joked.

"That’s a good idea!"

Before Qin Mu could answer, Mu Yichen suddenly praised.

"You might as well just make me stay at home and not go out at all!"

Qin Mu rolled her eyes at him, really couldn’t believe her husband was so shameless.

"That works too!"

Mu Yichen said, holding her hand on his thigh, smiling and talking.

Yang Bo patted his shoulder: "Bro, if we keep on like this, we might really scare Xiaomu away."

"Really?"

Mu Yichen turned to look at Qin Mu.

"Maybe!"

Qin Mu’s eyes twinkled as she held back a laugh and nodded.

"Ah!"

Mu Yichen immediately pinched her hand, and Qin Mu cried out in pain: "Grandpa, Mu Yichen is bullying me!"

"Come over here, I’d like to see if he dares!"

The old man huffed, eyeing Mu Yichen with a mocking look.

So Qin Mu immediately ran over to the old man’s side, leaving Mu Yichen’s hand empty, feeling a sudden pang of loneliness in his heart.

It’s just that Feng Fanghua wasn’t back yet, so everyone dared to joke around like this. If Feng Fanghua were here, they would definitely be a lot more serious.

But before dinner, they came back, and they were really planning to seriously discuss the matter of Lu Fei with Yang Bo.

So when they were eating, Yang Bo seemed a bit awkward because Feng Fanghua said to him: "That girl Lu Fei seems to be a bit clueless, but she loves you."

Everyone fell silent for a while, and even Yang Bo just smiled awkwardly. This combination of clueless and loves you really made it hard to know what to say.

"What kind of girl does Xiaobo like?"

Mu Zihao asked.

Yang Bo finally relaxed a bit and, smiling, said: "No need for her to be as beautiful and capable as Xiaomu, but at the very least she should be filial, sensible, and able to be by my side when I need her, just to chat when there’s nothing else."

Yang Bo really didn’t have much in terms of criteria for a girl, as long as she’s a good girl, that’s enough. As for career, he doesn’t need a girl to earn money to support the family.