Qin Mu had thought about leaving him ten thousand times.
So, this wasn't the first time, nor would it be the last.
However, even if they were like an old couple holding hands, having lost their feeling, Mu Yichen knew they wouldn't divorce, nor would there be anyone else.
Their hearts had grown together, separating would mean death.
Yet, whether she thought of him or had someone else by her side, Mu Yichen was waiting for her, waiting for her to turn back, to let go, to embrace him again willingly.
But at that moment, what he wanted to hear was not an apology, but that she loved him.
At noon, the three originally planned to take Yang Qin to the staff cafeteria for lunch, but Yang Qin suddenly received a call from the hospital, and her face turned pale.
"Sorry, I can't go with you guys, something happened to my grandmother!"
Yang Qin was almost crying, looking completely different from the usually serious woman.
"Old Qiao, give your car keys to Yang Qin!"
