His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu found himself amused whenever he thought of Mu Yichen’s words from that night, life always seemed to be toying with him.

”Mu is quite the odd one, if I were in his shoes, once you agree to have a child, I wouldn’t care about the specifics, just go ahead and have it,”

Qin Mu felt that Miss Helian was utterly devious, even more so than their Chairman Mu.

——

At noon, Mu Yichen, Jing Feng, and Qiao Yi had lunch together; Mu Yichen’s car had just parked when he spotted a red car pulling up behind.

It was Jing Qing’s car.

Mu Yichen glanced over indifferently, then walked ahead with his hands in his pockets.

”Yichen!”

Jing Qing chased after him, striding alongside.

Mu Yichen remained silent. Although he was not pleased to see her, there was no changing the fact that she was there.

”Yichen!”

She called out to him again as she struggled to keep up, her steps turning into a slight run.

As the elevator doors opened, Mu Yichen entered and turned to the woman about to join him, simply saying, You can take the next one.

Jing Qing’s eyes were fixed on his indifferent expression inside the elevator as the doors slowly closed between them, no longer able to feign happiness.

Sadness quietly spread in her heart.

Qiao Yi and Jiang Zhiyuan arrived a few steps later to see her standing there, looking lost: ”What happened?”

”Has Yichen been busy with work lately?”

Jing Qing asked wearily, looking towards Qiao Yi.

”Not really, is something the matter?”

”If he has any business trips coming up, let me know,”

Jing Qing added.

Qiao Yi instinctively glanced at the man across from Jing Qing, and Jiang Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows. They both understood what Jing Qing meant.

Jing Feng arrived first and took his usual seat.

After Mu Yichen sat down, he followed suit in his usual spot, ”Did you say to Jing Qing that we were having lunch together today?”

”Not at all!”

While others’ words might not be trustworthy, Jing Feng’s were reliable. Mu Yichen gave him an extra look before turning towards the door.

Qiao Yi, Jiang Zhiyuan, and Zhao Huai entered behind Jing Qing.

”The two of you arrived so early?”

It was unbelievable that the two young masters would actually be on time.

Upon seeing Jing Qing, Jing Feng instinctively glanced at her, then at Mu Yichen, who seemed not to notice Jing Qing as he lowered his head to pour himself a cup of tea.

Jing Qing tried to sit next to him, but he looked up at Qiao Yi who was about to sit opposite: ”Qiao, come sit here, I have some work matters to discuss with you.”

Just as Qiao Yi was about to sit down, he heard this and looked up at Mu Yichen before walking over.

The woman who wanted to sit next to him could only do so with disappointment, pulling out a chair and forcefully taking a seat.

Qiao Yi didn’t know what to do, torn between his boss and the woman.

In this world, the two people he feared the most were making things difficult for him.

”We’re all friends here, sit wherever you like!”

Jiang Zhiyuan, sensing the awkwardness, spoke up nonchalantly before pulling out a chair and taking a seat.

Zhao Huai was the junior, sitting at the furthest end, ready to fill his stomach and listen to gossip before going back to his driving duties.

”Let’s talk work after we eat,”

Qiao Yi said awkwardly, sitting in the empty seat next to Jing Qing.

He then constantly regretted his choice of seat, later on, he really did not want to sit too close to Jing Qing because she didn’t like him and was quite averse to him, and he wasn’t one to be insensitive.

There are always people in this world who live life on a whim. If something isn’t meant for you, why bother forcing it?

Some may be compelled, but others, even across numerous lifetimes, might never be attainable. So why make it so hard on yourself?

”I wonder when you guys started having meals without me. Has a group of boys finally grown up, learning to avoid girls when they talk about indescribable things?”

Jing Qing held a bowl as delicate as her own hands, but before sipping her soup, she looked around at the men at the table.

Their gazes all held a cautious, tentative air. Once upon a time, their relationship was not like this.

”Men, after all, never like to bring a woman along. You can always have meals and get-togethers with your girlfriends, like Xiaohao, Mingzhu, and what’s her name, little sister Xiaomu, she’s back now too. Nearly everyone from our courtyard is here,”

”Hmph, little sister Xiaomu? Do you see her as a sister, but does she see you as a brother?”

Jing Qing scoffed unconsciously and looked at Jiang Zhiyuan who had spoken.