Mu Wan felt a pang of bitterness in her heart, then nodded lightly.
"Alright, I understand what you mean."
"Good, since you don't have any objections, I'll make arrangements for the IVF procedure soon. We'll go to France, and on the surface, it'll look like we're on our honeymoon… Don't let anything slip in front of the old man."
Mu Wan: "..."
The man truly excels in meticulous calculations.
Everything was already arranged…
It seemed she had no room to refuse.
"Understood."
"Alright, since you've understood, the old man's people will be watching this villa today. I won't be able to leave. Your bedroom is upstairs; I'll sleep in the guest room downstairs. If there are no issues, I'll go take a shower now. We set off for France tomorrow morning."
Mu Wan watched the man about to leave, instinctively raising her hand to grab his wrist.
Qin Mu's dark eyes froze momentarily, his gaze dropping to the woman's fair, slender hand on his wrist. His eyes narrowed slightly.
