Qin Mu's hand gently stroked Huanhuan's soft hair: "How could I not miss it?"
That is her home!
Ever since she returned that year and had Chengcheng with him, she had long stopped considering any other place as home, and even sold the apartment in Paris later.
Living in Paris for over a year, Qin Mu suddenly thought, was it her mistake?
She shouldn't have suggested divorce to Mu Yichen, shouldn't have impulsively run off to Paris alone.
Having been abandoned by her parents since childhood, she originally thought she would be a good mother, but in the end, she was so foolish, so useless, and so sorry to her children.
When the door was gently pushed open from the outside, it was already past seven o'clock at night.
Qin Mu heard a soft 'click' and looked up to see Mu Yichen returning.
