"Yichen isn't the kind of person to be promiscuous, Mumu..."
"I know! He's not like you! And I'm not my mother! But I can't just let this incident pass as if nothing happened."
Qin Mu looked at him, then defiantly turned to gaze out the window.
He had cleared all the snow in the city, but hardly dealt with the snow at his own home.
Qin Mu's eyes moved, and she immediately regretted what she had just said.
Qin Haiming, however, lowered his head, "I know, you think I have no right to speak on such matters, but I am your father. I want you to have a good life, especially your romantic life. Do you really think I want you to live half of your life as confused as I did? Mumu, no parents in the world want their children to live so cluelessly."
With his head lowered, Qin Haiming had said so much, and Qin Mu also tried hard to calm herself, but somehow, she suddenly choked up.
She lowered her head, her eyes reddening and feeling hot.
