His Beloved Treasure

”Say goodbye to Grandpa and Grandma!”

Mu Zihao reminded in a low voice.

”Grandpa, Grandma, goodbye!”

”Little Huanhuan, goodbye!”

Mu Zihao smiled as he said goodbye to his granddaughter and then looked at his wife across from him. He noticed her gaze shimmering with something crystalline, felt a pang of heartache, and unconsciously caressed her back with his hand.

Feng Fanghua kept her head down without saying a word. As soon as the two of them turned around, she sniffled and almost couldn’t hold back her tears.

”That damn kid really... can be infuriating!”

The typically haughty woman felt powerless when it came to matters concerning her son.

”Alright, I think it’s good this way. We can still whisper to each other when it’s not busy, right?”

Mu Zihao comforted her in a low voice.

After hearing him, Feng Fanghua gave him a cold glance, stubbornly at odds with her son.

”If it wasn’t Qin Mu, that girl, tattling on him, then there must be a mole in the house.”

Feng Fanghua suddenly muttered, biting her teeth afterward and then looked at Mu Zihao.

Scared, Mu Zihao immediately straightened his back.

”I’m not the one, I swear!”

Mu Zihao hurriedly explained.

”Who’s talking about you? I’m talking about someone else!”

Feng Fanghua said and looked around, thinking it must have been the domestic help chattering carelessly, which Mu Yichen overheard, or perhaps there really was someone gossiping to Mu Yichen.

Or perhaps it was Qin Mu who had tattled!

”You don’t need to think about it any more or delve into it, alright?”

”Not delve into it? All I did was scold her a bit, to put her in her place, then her husband gets all protective and moves out with her, and I’m not supposed to delve into it?”

”If you had fainted while I was away on a business trip, do you think I wouldn’t have reprimanded my son? Even if it had nothing to do with him.”

Mu Zihao looked at Feng Fanghua, his eyelashes quivered slightly as he spoke to her in a low voice.

Feng Fanghua looked at him. Even though she felt warm inside hearing what he said, she still felt something was off – why did she always have the nagging feeling that her partner was actually siding with that girl?

Mu Yichen and Huanhuan got home to find Qin Mu still asleep, and Mu Yichen directly placed Huanhuan on the bed.

Qin Mu was already dressed, warm, and Huanhuan’s hands were chilly from coming in from outside. The moment she touched Qin Mu, Qin Mu immediately shrank back.

”Hahaha, Mommy, wake up!”

Huanhuan continued to touch Qin Mu while laughing. Hearing her daughter’s voice, Qin Mu didn’t dare to move again, but just turned around and then looked at the little girl climbing on top of her.

”Mommy, you’re so lazy!”

”I’m going to prepare dinner. You getting up?”

He asked in a deep voice as he held his daughter and went out.

”Mm!”

Qin Mu agreed, and after watching the two of them leave, she couldn’t help but laugh - it was from the satisfaction of such a simple life.

Qin Mu thought, maybe she should learn how to cook too?

If they were to live like this continuously, she always ate what he cooked; what if he got tired and left? What would she do?

What if a woman who was really good at cooking suddenly appeared to look for him...

The more Qin Mu thought about it, the more worried she became, and amidst her worries and plans, she got out of bed.

Mu Yichen was cooking, while Huanhuan watched TV on the sofa. Hearing her dad’s phone ringing on the coffee table, Huanhuan slid off the sofa, picked up the phone without understanding anything displayed, held it to her chest, and ran to the kitchen.

”Daddy, phone call, Daddy, phone call!”

Huanhuan began to mumble as she approached the kitchen. Mu Yichen, in the middle of adding vegetables to the pot, turned his head upon hearing his daughter and naturally also heard his phone ringing. After putting all the vegetables in the pot, he wiped his hands and took the call, while gratefully patting his daughter’s little head with a look, Huanhuan seemed to feel praised and satisfied, silent, only turning back to her cartoons as the TV emitted familiar sounds.

Mu Yichen continued to stir-fry while listening to the person on the other end of the line.

”Let’s leave it at that for now, we’ll talk more after work tomorrow. Also, give Qiao Tezhu a call to see if he has any plans to come back for the New Year. If he does, send someone to hand over the work to him; if not, there’s no need to press the issue.”

After hanging up, he focused on his cooking.

When Qin Mu came downstairs and sat with her daughter on the sofa watching TV, she heard the doorbell ring as Mu Yichen finished cooking and was preparing for dinner. Instinctively, she went to open the door.

As if she were a dedicated male housekeeper.

But just as he stepped out of the dining room, he heard a man’s voice at the door.

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