His Beloved Treasure

Mu Yichen suddenly laughed, then clenched his teeth as he looked away.

But the murderous intent in his eyes was somewhat intense.

”You may not admit it, but she indeed doesn’t love you as much as you love her, and she really does want to get rid of you.”

Perhaps it was his line of work that made Jing Feng blunt enough to say each word that struck deep into the heart!

Mu Yichen leaned forward to gently place the bottle on the table, then slowly stood up and turned his head to look at the man sitting closest to him.

Jing Feng looked up unafraid, and very openly met his gaze.

In a flash, a solid punch swung out, hitting Jing Jian on the side of his face.

Jing Feng immediately tilted towards the side of the sofa.

”Why does she want to get rid of me? Isn’t it all thanks to your Jing Family?”

His voice wasn’t loud, just choked with anger.

The resentment that had been building up in Mu Yichen’s heart burst out that night.

”You say thanks to the Jing Family? Why don’t you think about whether it’s because you didn’t give her enough security? Or is it because of her twisted mindset from childhood that she keeps wanting to abandon you?”

Jing Feng forcefully rubbed his sore gums, making no attempt to hide his thoughts.

The two men who were usually the most composed suddenly started fighting, and the others hurried to break it up.

But by the time they calmed down, more than half an hour had passed.

The outside was full of staff, but no one dared to enter and intervene, only quietly retreating after the disturbance inside had stopped.

”We’re all brothers here. Isn’t it embarrassing in front of outsiders if we fight like this?” Zhao Huai said once he saw them calm down a bit.

”Who dares to laugh?”

Mu Yichen and Jing Feng said in unison, then glared at each other once again.

Everyone...

”That’s it, no point in talking anymore today! Let’s just drink!”

Qiao Yi said as he helped himself to a drink, with others following suit.

Afterward, several of the men got thoroughly drunk, just with Mu Yichen insisting on going to the room Qin Mu had previously stayed in.

Though Qin Mu no longer stayed there, that guest room had not been used by anyone else since.

But the next morning when Mu Yichen woke up, he found himself sprawled on the floor, confusedly staring at the two men on the bed, then looking around, he immediately got up and ran out.

On the living room sofa, Qiao Yi and Zhao Huai were still lying there, thankfully still dressed.

He looked down at himself, his vision a bit blurry so he blinked hard, and the events of the last night slowly surfaced in his mind.

That morning he quickly returned to the Mu Family, whereas Zhao Huai and Jing Feng had ended up together, mistaking each other for a woman, and immediately started shouting upon opening their eyes.

Especially Jiang Zhiyuan, who reacted as if he had come back from the dead.

”What on earth did you do to me, Mu Yichen? If you have beef with Jing Feng, why take it out on me?”

In the morning, Mu Yichen received a call from Jiang Zhiyuan complaining, and the whining yell was so loud he had to hold the phone away from his ear.

Qin Mu hadn’t returned to the country yet, and the advertisement she shot in Paris had already aired in the domestic market. That evening, the Mu Family was watching the news in the living room, and right after the news ended, they saw Qin Mu’s handbag advertisement. Huanhuan excitedly wriggled free from her grandmother’s side: It’s Mommy, it’s Mommy!

Mu Yichen, his gums aching, looked up at the TV screen when he heard his daughter’s voice. Seeing the scene of her confidently walking forward with the bag, his brow instantly furrowed with pain.

Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao were also surprised; they had seen their daughter-in-law on TV before. Feng Fanghua couldn’t help but curiously ask her own foolish son sitting alone on a single sofa: Is Huanhuan’s mom planning to make a career in the entertainment industry?

”I don’t know!”

He replied dismissively and got up to go upstairs.

Feng Fanghua had no choice but to look at her husband, but she didn’t get the answer she was seeking. Mu Zihao just gestured to have his granddaughter come over to him: How about we video chat with your aunt?

”Okay!”

Qin Mu was packing up to return home when she received his call and immediately put everything aside.

Right then, she felt both lonely and helpless, or maybe just eager to hear his voice, sitting quietly on the bed as she took his call.

”What are you doing?”

”Strange, today you’re not asking when I’ll be back.”

”Come back or not, it’s up to you!”

Qin Mu noted the hoarseness in his voice, his indifference palpable.

”Are you okay? Do you have a cold?”

She subconsciously thought that he must be delirious with a fever, which is why he was calling her in such a huff.

”A cold? I just got into a fight with Jing Feng, that’s all.”