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“Huh, you said the same thing as my husband.” Qin Xue recalled that Chu Molin had also recited the same lines of poetry when he had chosen the name. Now this old woman was saying the same thing.

“Really? That’s great. It means we’re on the same wavelength.” Miao Qingqing chuckled upon hearing this.

As usual, Chu Molin took off his belt and hat after work.

“Xue’er, I’m home,” Chu Molin said to his wife.

Miao Qingqing had her back to the door, so Chu Molin didn’t see her.

“Xiao Yu is here. Didn’t you open the door today?” Chu Molin asked his brother-in-law upon seeing him.

“Brother-in-law, I didn’t. I came to see my sister and my nephews.” Qin Yu smiled and replied.

“Molin is back. Perfect timing. Go wash your hands and have dinner,” Nangong Shulan called out from the kitchen after hearing his voice.

“Okay, Mom. We have a guest today.” Chu Molin noticed Miao Qingqing but only saw the back of her head.

“Yes, go wash up and have dinner,” Nangong Shulan smiled at her son-in-law and replied.

“Alright.” Chu Molin went to wash up without any objections.

Miao Qingqing’s excitement grew when she heard the door open. Although the voice had changed somewhat, she was one hundred percent certain that this was her grandson.

“Why isn’t anyone eating?” Chu Molin’s gentle face stiffened when he saw Miao Qingqing. What was she doing here?

“What’s wrong? Is there a problem?” Qin Xue noticed Chu Molin’s expression and asked him.

“It’s nothing. Let’s eat,” Chu Molin said to his wife with a strained smile.

“Alright.” Qin Xue thought that it wasn’t a good time to ask questions with so many people around. It would be better to wait until they were back in their room.

Miao Qingqing wanted to say something, but seeing her grandson act as if he didn’t know her, she hesitated and ultimately didn’t speak.

The meal was consumed in an inexplicable silence by all.

Throughout the entire meal, Chu Molin only interacted with Qin Xue, not even glancing at Miao Qingqing.

Qin Xue still ate her confinement meal but simply joined everyone else at the table. The food she ate was different from the others.

So Chu Molin didn’t serve her any dishes, but he tended to her emotions.

After dinner, while everyone else chatted in the living room, Chu Molin felt stifled.

“Xue’er, I have work to do in my office. I’m going back to work now,” Chu Molin said to his wife before grabbing his hat and belt and leaving.

“What’s wrong with Molin? He seems a bit off,” Nangong Shulan asked her daughter.

“Mom, it’s nothing. Isn’t he always like this? Maybe it’s just the stress of going to the Imperial Capital soon.” Qin Xue tried to smooth things over for her husband.

“Mom, my sister is right. It must be the pressure. Don’t overthink it, or else you’ll make my brother-in-law more stressed,” Qin Yu sided with his brother-in-law.

“That’s right. I’ve never seen any change in my brother-in-law’s expression. He’s always cold-faced.

There’s one exception: when he’s facing my sister, there’s a hint of a smile. Otherwise, he’s always the same.” Qin Jiale thought that being with his brother-in-law was like being frozen, and he didn’t know how his sister could stand it.

Only Miao Qingqing knew what was going on with Chu Molin. He was still resentful of his family.

Was he resentful of his mother for passing away early or angry at himself for not stopping his father from marrying a stepmother?

Miao Qingqing didn’t know what her grandson was thinking. She only hoped he could understand.

It was time for him to return home after so many years. But looking at this family, they clearly knew nothing, which meant her grandson hadn’t told them anything.