His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu had no choice but to approach, and just before she sat down, the secretary Xi suddenly introduced, ”This is our boss’s lady, all of you know her, right? No bullying allowed! Otherwise, the boss won’t let you off easy!”

The leaders at that table couldn’t help but laugh and tease Secretary Xi, ”Xi, you’re getting more and more disrespectful.”

”Then I’ll first take the little miss to greet people in other areas.”

Secretary Xi was still holding Huanhuan, looking very fond of her, and took Huanhuan to greet other colleagues and made introductions.

Actually, who in their company didn’t know Huanhuan? Especially since Mu Yichen had often brought her to the office building recently.

It was a huge banquet hall; the stodgy tables and chairs had been removed long ago, and now there were comfortable sofas and stylish tables, with dim lighting all around, giving off a so-called relaxed vibe.

Qin Mu nodded and greeted everyone before she sat down, and then she answered some inquiries from people older than her about her and Mu Yichen.

When Mu Yichen arrived, he first went to Secretary Xi to pick up Huanhuan, then returned to the table and sat down next to Qin Mu, asking, ”Have you been here long?”

Qin Mu just gave him an annoyed look, then realizing that it was not suitable to sulk in such a crowded place, she forced a smile, ”Not long, just a little while.”

”I’ve been waiting for you for ages, why did you only just get here?”

”I was outside, got held up by a few phone calls.”

He gave a casual explanation, then picked up a glass from the side and took a sip for himself. Qin Mu looked down and saw the glass he put down was hers; she had only taken a small sip and hadn’t touched it again.

Because she didn’t want to drink herbal medicine again, so she had actually been paying close attention to her health lately.

”When exactly are you two going to let us enjoy some wedding candy? The child is already so big, do you plan to have another to make a pair of flower children?”

One of the older leaders lounged in his chair and asked with the air of an elder.

”You guessed it right, that’s exactly what we’re thinking,” Mu Yichen replied with a relaxed smile.

Qin Mu didn’t speak; instead, she was startled by suddenly touching the ring on her hand.

Her heart spontaneously tightened, and turning to look at her daughter in his arms, she said softly, ”Huanhuan, come to mommy!”

”Go on!”

Huanhuan looked up at Mu Yichen, and only when he told her to go did she move to Qin Mu’s side.

Looking further back, many young men and women were gathered in groups, chatting and drinking in their favorite spots.

Several sofas on the side were already filled to capacity.

It was indeed a networking event.

She noticed that the young executives of the hotel were also present; in less than a year, she felt like she had already met many of his company’s executives.

”Our studio is celebrating downstairs in a private room, I’ve got to take Huanhuan there!” she said, turning to him with a soft voice.

Mu Yichen had just taken another sip of his drink and nodded after hearing her words, ”Okay!”

He didn’t look at her, just set the glass down and didn’t retract the arm he had lazily placed behind her.

After getting permission, Qin Mu nodded to the people around her, ”Then I won’t bother you all any longer!”

Qin Mu greeted everyone again before standing up, then held Huanhuan to get up.

”I’ll do it!”

Mu Yichen suddenly took the little girl from her arms.

Qin Mu looked at him, puzzled. Mu Yichen still didn’t look at her, just casually said, ”Let’s go!”

”You, can you handle it?”

Qin Mu wanted to get angry but had to hold back.

”With these few here, it’s enough; I’m not eligible to join any networking event anyway. Let’s go!”

Without saying anything more, Qin Mu cast her eyes down and turned to walk ahead.

But she felt something was off.

Had she fallen into President Mu’s trap again tonight?

They had just gone out the door when the music inside changed. Qin Mu looked up at Mu Yichen, thinking to herself that as a big boss, he wouldn’t really join their little shrimp of a gathering, would he?

”Yichen!”

But before she could say anything, she heard a familiar voice from behind.