His Beloved Treasure

During breakfast, he held Huanhuan, followed by Qin Mu, and as soon as they descended the stairs, they were greeted by the household staff. Mu Yichen responded with an uncharacteristically cheerful reply, causing everyone to look up at him in surprise before smiling secretly and lowering their eyes.

Seeing the affection among the family members, Qin Mu felt a surge of energy, and the tiredness brought on by Mu Yichen earlier disappeared.

Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao had just settled at the dining table when they saw them arrive, and they were delighted. Mu Zihao smiled and said, ”Let my granddaughter come to me.”

”Grandpa, good morning, Grandma, good morning!”

Huanhuan politely greeted them and, after being put down by Mu Yichen, went over to her grandparents and gave them a kiss on their cheeks while standing on tiptoes.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but smile, thinking to herself how Huanhuan really knew how to warm a person’s heart. It was no wonder Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao adored her so much.

”Good morning to Grandma’s sweet granddaughter. Why did you sleep in so much today?”

”Because Huanhuan had a dream, I dreamed of Princess Sophia.”

Huanhuan remembered her dream.

”Oh? Who is Sophia?” Mu Zihao asked curiously, not recalling a princess by that name.

”Sophia, of course!”

Feng Fanghua explained on behalf of her granddaughter, mentioning the animated series she had been watching, one she would insist on watching later.

”Look at me!” Mu Zihao said, embarrassed.

After Qin Mu arrived at the studio and realized her master wasn’t there, she asked the people downstairs, ”When did the master say he would arrive?”

”Our boss is sick; he should be lying at home now.”

A handsome guy had just come in and responded when he heard her asking, prompting Qin Mu to inquire, ”Xiaomei, where are you?”

”I’m here, here!”

Xiaomei, who hadn’t had time to apply makeup at home and had gone to the restroom to fix it upon arriving at the studio, ran out to look upstairs.

”You accompany me to visit the master.”

”Okay!”

Xiaomei was internally ecstatic, but the thought of meeting Jian Yan made her instinctively dash back to the restroom; she needed to ensure her makeup looked natural, as she knew Jian Yan preferred natural-looking girls.

Qin Mu drove, while Xiaomei sat beside her, fidgeting like a bride-to-be, her big, dark eyes never ceased looking around anxiously.

”Haven’t you been to his apartment before?”

She had heard that their apartments were next to each other.

”I have.”

”Then why are you so nervous today?”

”I’ve never seen the master—no, the boss—sick.”

Qin Mu chuckled; some of the staff liked to call him boss, others called him Brother Jian, and, even more daringly, some called him Uncle Jian. Only Xiaomei’s way of addressing him fluctuated.

After ringing the doorbell of his apartment for quite a while, someone finally answered. Jian Yan was dressed in a white, long T-shirt and comfortable sleeping pants. Seeing the person before him, his heart involuntarily quickened, and he stared intently at the person in front of him with his deep black eyes.

”I brought you breakfast.”

Xiaomei, noticing that she wasn’t in his eyes, lifted the takeout bag she was holding and then entered the apartment first.

Qin Mu, on the other hand, felt her heartbeat slow for a moment with Jian Yan’s stare, and then she weakly asked him, ”What’s wrong?”

”Oh, it’s nothing!” Jian Yan lowered his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Qin Mu walked in and immediately supported his arm when she saw him turn and begin to faint.

”Were you not fine yesterday? Why are you so weak today?”

Mumbling, Qin Mu held his arm, intending to guide him inside, while Jian Yan was fixated on her hand supporting him, forgetting everything else.

Since he didn’t respond and wasn’t moving forward, Qin Mu had to look up at him again and saw him staring at her hand as if in a daze, ”Are you alright? Master? Jian Yan?”

”I am a bit out of it; help me to the sofa.”

”Okay!”

Xiaomei, watching the two walking together from inside, felt an ache in her heart. She thought about the makeup she had meticulously applied, the nervousness she had felt on the way, wishing she could stay and take care of him. But what happened instead?

He only saw the person at her side even though she was right in front of him when he opened the door.

Xiaomei watched Qin Mu supporting Jian Yan, and her eyes fell.

”Xiaomei, will you help the master?”

”Oh, sure!”

Qin Mu understood her feelings well and immediately made room for Xiaomei, watching as Xiaomei blissfully wrapped her arm around Jian Yan’s arm, while Qin Mu went ahead to prepare his breakfast.

”Didn’t you go out for drinks with Mu Yi last night? Did you drink too much?”

Qin Mu originally wanted to ask him other things, but now she wasn’t in the mood, only concerned about his illness.