His Beloved Treasure

Being human is quite tough, always having to do things you don’t want to do because of certain people.

But it doesn’t really matter, a life without ups and downs isn’t necessarily better.

She hoped that after experiencing all this, she would become calmer, composed, and cool-headed.

”I heard that Xiaoqing went on a blind date yesterday, did she like the guy?”

Feng Fanghua brought it up at the dinner table.

Upon hearing that, Jing Qing smiled lightly, set down her chopsticks gently, and replied with grace, ”It was okay, but we had different ideals, so...”

”Hmph, the girl’s standards are quite high, but she’ll find someone suitable eventually.”

As the elder spoke, his affectionate gaze rested on his granddaughter, as if he had full confidence in her.

”Of course, our Xiaoqing is both beautiful and smart, whoever marries her would be incredibly lucky,”

Feng Fanghua also offered compliments politely.

Jing Qing lowered her head, and there was a hint of sorrow as she picked up her chopsticks.

Qin Mu, sitting opposite her, caught every expression on her face, thinking to himself that if Jing Qing could let go of Mu Yichen and start anew, her future could be wonderful. But perhaps Jing Qing was unwilling to let go? The future was so distant, out of reach, who could really know when and where it would be?

”Indeed, such a great girl, the Mu Family has no fortune to claim her!”

The old man said with a smile.

”How can you say we have no fortune? Even if she can’t be our daughter-in-law, she can still be our daughter. Fanghua and I watched Xiaoqing grow up, and we always treated her as our own child. You can’t deny that,”

Mu Zihao said as he raised his glass to the old man in a toast.

”You’re good with words, kid. I guess my trip here wasn’t in vain,”

The Elder Jing scrutinized Mu Zihao with a sharp look, then drank with him.

Qin Mu suddenly felt as though she should be invisible, not feeling like an outsider anymore, believing she was part of this family, just not favored by these two guests.

Jing Qing would occasionally glance at Qin Mu, looking at her composed and serene demeanor as if everything and everyone here had nothing to do with Qin Mu, making Jing Qing feel involuntarily angry, though she managed to maintain proper decorum on the surface.

Jing Qing didn’t believe that, when it came to acting, Qin Mu could outperform her, a professional actress who had won the Best Actress award.

Latter, Qin Mu went to wash her hands, and Jing Qing followed. The two washed their hands together in silence in the restroom, broken only by the sound of running water.

Qin Mu knew Jing Qing had something to say, so she kept silent.

Since Jing Qing stayed quiet, Qin Mu finished washing her hands and reached for a towel.

Then Jing Qing finally spoke, the corners of her mouth moving slightly: ”I apologize for what I’ve done before, although I’m not willing to let go, from now on let’s still be friends.”

Jing Qing said softly, her words and facial expressions in perfect harmony.

Qin Mu gazed at her unflappably and after Jing Qing finished speaking, she smiled shallowly, ”Alright!”

Surprise flickered in Jing Qing’s eyes, and Qin Mu continued to smile calmly, ”If possible, I hope you and Mu Yichen will always be like siblings. As for calling me sister-in-law, it doesn’t matter to me whether you’re willing to call me that or not. I like it when you call me Qin Mu.”

Jing Qing...

Qin Mu nodded and left first, carrying the air of the young mistress of the Mu Family, but without being abrupt.

Yet now, Jing Qing was stunned by her words, unable to move for a long time. What siblings? What sister-in-law?

The reason why Qin Mu had said that was, of course, because Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao spoke of raising Jing Qing as their daughter. If it weren’t for the Mu Family, why would Qin Mu bother to listen to such insincere words?

When Mu Yichen returned home that night, Qin Mu indeed hadn’t slept, just cuddling Huanhuan in their bed. Mu Yichen didn’t know what she was thinking, only that she seemed troubled.

Her warm hand cradled his distinct, angular face: ”Go wash up!”

”Hmm!”

He agreed and then looked lovingly at his daughter, kissing her forehead before leaving.

Qin Mu watched quietly, feeling warmth in her heart.

Nothing could bring her down as long as their family of three loved each other dearly.

She suddenly remembered the bowl of herbal medicine her aunt had brought her before Elder Jing and Jing Qing departed.

Elder Jing asked what the medicine was for, and Feng Fanghua obediently replied with a smile, ”It’s a tonic to condition the body. The young couple is planning for a second child, and the girl is a bit frail, so it’s just to help her recuperate.”

At that time, the expressions on Elder Jing’s and Jing Qing’s faces...