My CEO Baby Daddy Keeps Falling for My Tricks
Chapter 370 - 375 becomes the object of envy_1

Chapter 370: 375 becomes the object of envy_1

But he did not pay attention to any of it; he never considered why she might be unhappy.

He simply assumed she was being petulant, acting willful, and barged into the bedroom every day.

She resisted, but he was very persistent!

She admitted, she didn’t actually dislike him coming back to the room; in fact, she even hoped for him to return, but they really lacked any substantial emotional connection.

She awaited his care and attention, but he never gave it; she was getting more and more upset, her mood growing increasingly bleak.

In her mind, images of Zhou Ziqing kept appearing. She thought about that pitiful child, pondering the role Qin Muchuan played in their lives.

Was he just as tender and careful with them as he was with her and their children?

If so, even if nothing happened between him and Zhou Ziqing, she couldn’t stand it!

"Ma’am, where are you going this late afternoon?" Butler Liu caught up and asked.

"Just strolling around!"

"Out shopping?"

"Mmm."

"Are you shopping alone?" asked Butler Liu, concerned.

"It’s okay, I have my phone with me!"

Lin Xiangwan was driving, heading nowhere in particular.

She disliked her current self intensely.

Doing nothing, just sitting at home letting her mind run wild, always thinking about Qin Muchuan. What good was she?

My god, what should she do?

At that moment, Su Yueze called her. "Where are you? Come out!"

"Just wandering the streets!"

"That’s just perfect! Come over to my place!"

"I won’t!" Lin Xiangwan was leisurely wandering around outside.

"Then, do you have somewhere you need to go?" Su Yueze asked.

"I’ll go pick up the kids!" She’d rarely done this since getting married because the school was near Qin Muchuan’s company, and he always picked up the kids from school.

She was incredibly bored, so she decided to pick up the kids. It gave her something to do.

"Ha ha..." Su Yueze laughed. "Wanwan, can you stop messing around? You and Qin Muchuan are in a cold war right now. If you really want to torture him, let him pick up the kids and live carefree. That’s what you should do! You’re neglecting him, getting angry at him, and then you become a maid, picking up the kids, babysitting... are you torturing him or torturing yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiangwan really felt like she was sick, seriously sick.

But once something has been said, she didn’t want to back down. "I am going to pick up the kids first. We can talk later."

"You’re really incorrigible. If you keep acting like this, it’s not like Qin Muchuan will run away," shaking his head, Su Yueze said.

"Maybe I am really just stupid!"

When Lin Xiangwan arrived at the school gate, she was early. The other parents hadn’t arrived yet, so she secured a prime spot.

Gradually, other parents arrived. Most of them were the children’s mothers.

Since they regularly picked up and dropped off their children, they looked quite familiar with each other.

Some elegantly dressed women began discussing fashion. "The day before yesterday, my husband took me to Milan Fashion Week and we ordered two sets of clothes on the spot. I expect they will arrive next week!"

"Mrs. Huang, I’m so envious!" a woman replied.

The proud Mrs. Huang lifted her chin arrogantly. "What’s there to envy? Don’t all of you also have wealthy husbands?"

The other women shook their heads, mocking her with a touch of scorn. "My husband is not as romantic as yours. He knows nothing except drinking!"

"My husband too, always drinking and playing mahjong... Do you think he has time for his old, yellow-faced woman?"

"My husband, given any free time, goes and finds those vixens. Do you think he would spare any time for me? The one speaking now was a burly woman with a full-bodied figure.

The beautiful Mrs. Huang, who had spoken about ordering clothes in Milan, now looked clearly upset. "Actually, I’m not that fortunate, too. I don’t know why my husband suddenly decided to take me there. It was my first time!"

Listening to their conversation, Lin Xiangwan felt a sense of relief—each family had its own problems, and no other woman seemed to be leading a perfect life either.

"Actually, we can consider ourselves lucky. At least our husbands can make money, right? Imagine if we married men who can’t earn money and are hardly at home—we’d be even worse off!" A very open-minded woman said.

Another woman concurred with her. "We just need to manage the dividends from his company well, buy whatever we want, and stop paying attention to them!"

"Yes, we women must learn to enjoy life!"

"Humph! If they can have mistresses, I can definitely keep a boy toy too. Who’s afraid of whom!" exclaimed the voluptuous woman.

The women all chuckled, and Lin Xiangwan could tell they probably all had boy toys from their knowing glances.

Then, the women continued their discussion, during which one of them mentioned Qin Muchuan.

"The CEO of Huatai Group, Qin Muchuan, is really a good man. He’s good-looking, and the richest among us. Moreover, there hasn’t been a single scandal about him. All we know is he got married low-key and now has two kids!"

The familiar name immediately caught Lin Xiangwan’s attention, and she felt a pang of irony.

Qin Muchuan was good? Sure, he didn’t have any known scandals, and apparently, he even had a child outside!

"That’s true..." Upon the mention of Qin Muchuan, another young wife immediately joined the discussion. "Take a look at our men. Who among them picks up their child from school every day? They go about their days as if they’re incredibly busy. But look at Mr. Qin, even though he earns more money than them, he’s the one picking up the kids most of the time. He never makes his wife do it!"

"Yes, it’s such a blessing to be his wife. A man like that definitely wouldn’t allow his wife to be tired!"

"That’s so true. My husband thought picking up children was easy. We drop the kids off in the morning and pick them up in the evening. We spend so much time on the road, but he never considers our feelings!"

"Exactly, my husband is even worse. His office is at the intersection ahead, but he never picks them up!"

Listening to their words, Lin Xiangwan was in a state of shock – when did she become the object of everyone’s envy?

"Oh, ma’am, may I ask whose parent you are?" One of the women suddenly asked Lin Xiangwan.

Lin Xiangwan turned to her. "I... I am Qin Yutong’s parent!"

Most of the children who studied at this school came from affluent families. Parents generally knew each other’s children’s names.

This was especially true for Qin Yutong; every parent knew about him!