His Beloved Treasure

Occasionally a car passed by, and the leaves on the road that hadn’t yet been swept were stirred up, only to slowly settle down again.

Everything was still quiet, so even the slightest noise could be heard by those present; the workers sweeping the ground lifted their heads when they heard the pleasant sound of the leaves being lifted, then bowed them again, continuing their sweeping.

In the neighborhood, windows lit up one by one, carelessly at first, but soon someone’s kitchen began to make noise, followed by bathrooms, and then the sounds of people leaving for the day.

By the time the sun rose, the park and the plaza were already bustling with many people, country music dominating these areas, with old ladies focused on their square dancing routines, and others playing badminton, kicking shuttlecocks, or engaging in a variety of other sports.

The ultra-luxurious kitchen at AM also bustled into activity – chefs dressed in professional uniforms, with neatly arranged chef hats, began preparing perfect breakfasts and snacks.

Soon the high-end rooms began requesting room service, and the well-dressed butlers were ready to go. Shortly after, the service began, coordinating with the kitchen, pushing trolleys on their way to deliver meals to the guests.

It wasn’t until nearly ten o’clock that the hotel’s activities began to slow down, yet preparations for lunch had to start quickly.

When lunchtime came, whether it was for socializing among the big shots or for white-collar workers with proper jobs, anyone who knew how to enjoy life chose a good hotel for dining.

Mrs. Mu hosted her guests here as well.

In a moderately-sized private room with four chairs, only two were occupied, one by the same noblewoman from last time. After receiving the design and confirming the details via video with her master, she then started dining with Qin Mu.

”I’m really troubled by this time, but your master is becoming more and more slippery and particularly difficult to deal with.”

The noblewoman sounded a little complaining, but because she still quite liked the clothes designed by Qin Mu, she didn’t say much more.

”Master is just trying to create more opportunities for his apprentices,” Qin Mu said, laughing.

”That’s true. Your master does truly like you, or else he wouldn’t pass on all his insights to you.”

The noblewoman nodded, wholeheartedly agreeing with Qin Mu’s statement.

”Indeed!”

Qin Mu felt a bit guilty upon hearing this comment.

”By the way, the person who caused you trouble at the studio last time was the second young lady of the Jing Family, wasn’t it?”

”You remember that?”

”How could I forget? I thought you were definitely at a disadvantage under those circumstances. I didn’t expect you to be able to turn the situation around.”

The noblewoman remembered the scene and still felt nervous, thinking that she likely couldn’t have avoided being taken advantage of in the same situation.

”Fighting is probably not Miss Jing’s strong suit,” Qin Mu said with grace.

”She has lived in such an environment since she was young, so she must be quite arrogant. Fighting and cursing are probably not her fortes, but I’m sure she’s more calculating than you. I suspect she hates you because of Young Master Chen. You need to be careful.”

Qin Mu wasn’t expecting to be given such a reminder, and after listening, she nodded and smiled, promising to be cautious.

”Although she can’t beat you, girls raised in big mansions can be very crafty. If you’re not careful, ten of you might not be able to outwit her.”

Since the conversation had suddenly turned to Jing Qing and there was so much to say, Qin Mu just listened and took note.

The benefits Qin Mu received from that luncheon were substantial. The elegant and proper noblewoman was a friend of her master but had been referred to her by Jian Yan, likely due to Jian Yan that she was so earnest in offering her warnings.

After bidding farewell to her distinguished guest, Qin Mu went back inside, asking a staff member nearby, ”Was that Qin Mingzhu who came in before me at noon?”

”Yes!” The staff member, startled, responded immediately with respect.

”Has she left?”

”I don’t think so!”

The staff member didn’t understand what she wanted to know, but because he knew she often came and went with the boss, he told her everything.

Qin Mu’s sharp eyes glanced inside for a second or two, then she moved closer to the staff member and whispered something in his ear. The young man’s eyes lit up, and he turned to run back inside.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but smirk involuntarily, but when she saw someone approaching, she felt her expression was inappropriate. She forced herself to lick her lips, struggling to hold back her smile, and then turned and walked out with a swagger.

Qin Mu didn’t know if her plan would work, but she always felt that she had to find an opportunity to get back at the Qin Family for her past grievances, and this opportunity seemed pretty good.