His Beloved Treasure

It felt like more than half a century, though it was only a little over ten days.

Without his shoulder to lean on, she was so stubborn, yet so alone.

He had apparently just shaved before coming, but there was still a hint of blue in his complexion, which she found somewhat heart-wrenching.

She wondered how he could have worn himself out like this.

In Mu Yichen’s eyes as he looked at her, he pretended he was doing well.

As if he could see right through her worries, Mu Yichen’s burning lips kissed the hand he held, and Qin Mu laughed softly, a laugh tinged with a hint of complaint.

”Just a few days without me and you let yourself go like this, when you get better, I’ll have to settle the score with you,”

he said in a low voice to her.

”Hmm! When I get better, I will have to settle the score with you as well,”

her voice was still somewhat hoarse, sounding weak, but she managed to make herself heard.

It took a few seconds for Yichen to react to her words, after which he laughed helplessly, his eyes slightly mischievous: Mrs. Mu, you need to get well first.

”I will!”

she said.

The ward fell silent again, and Mu Yichen no longer confined himself to the chair, joining her on the hospital bed, removing his heavy coat in the bed, and wearing only a shirt as he held her.

”Let’s make do here tonight,”

he said before going to sleep.

He obviously said ”make do,” but his demeanor didn’t seem like making do at all—in fact, he appeared to rather enjoy it.

Feng Fanghua was startled when she heard of her illness, but she was slightly angry that her son had returned and gone straight to the hospital. He had come back once before but didn’t visit home and had left for Australia after seeing Qin Mu, and it was the same this time.

”Your beloved son, eh, he doesn’t care about his parents, nor does he care about his child; his heart is all hung up on Qin Mu,”

Feng Fanghua waited until past eleven before returning to her room. As soon as Mu Zihao turned off the lights, he heard her lying beside him lamenting and complaining.

”How could he not care, he cares about everyone! It’s a special situation now! Qin Mu just came back for two days and fell sick, you should count your blessings that your son doesn’t bother us,”

Mu Zihao said as he lay down, causing Feng Fanghua to huff in annoyance at his words: He really has turned on me now.

Mu Zihao chuckled: ”Let’s sleep!”

As the night deepened, lights in the city’s homes gradually went out, while the entrance to AM Hotel remained brightly lit, with cars occasionally arriving, bringing guests who arrived late at night to stay in Rongcheng.

As if the entire city was enveloped in a layer of silence, all sounds were suppressed, as though the city had finally fallen into a deep slumber.

The next day,

the eastern sky quietly revealed the first light of dawn, and vehicles slowly emerged from their resting places, silently filling the empty roads of the night.

Long queues had already formed in front of breakfast stalls, their steaming vapors imparting some warmth to the winter air.

Upon waking up, Qin Mu felt trapped at the slightest movement, and turning her head, she saw him beside her, his face buried in her shoulder.

It seemed like it was time to settle the score for Mu Yichen’s secretary monitoring her a few days ago!

After taking her medicine and having had a full night’s sleep, she did feel like she could manage that.

A dreamless night, and after a restful sleep, her body seemed to be charged with energy.

When Mu Yichen woke up, he found himself alone, and instinctively frowned as he got up, turning to look at the slim woman standing by the window.

Qin Mu turned around, her keen gaze catching his discomfort.

”Good morning, Mr. Mu!”

Mu Yichen...

Her smile began to spread, and in the still not too bright light, her smile gradually outshone the rays.

”Come here, to my side!”

Mu Yichen said in a somewhat hoarse voice.

Qin Mu stood there looking sideways at him without moving, her gaze almost intimidating Mr. Mu.

”Go home and change your clothes first!”

Mr. Mu glanced at his wrinkled shirt and chose to ignore her penetrating gaze.

Qin Mu didn’t say anything else; it was indeed time to go back and change. But the thought of seeing Feng Fanghua made her heart race with a hint of fear.

When the two returned, the elderly couple were having breakfast with Huanhuan in the diner. Huanhuan hadn’t seen her mother all night and had missed her father for a long time. When she heard someone in the living room calling for them, she immediately put down her spoon, jumped off the chair, and ran out with tiny steps.

”Daddy, Mommy!”

The excitement made her blurt out such an address.

But this time, Mu Yichen didn’t have the chance to correct her; seeing her run towards him, he immediately bent down to catch her, picking her up and twirling her around a few times.