His Beloved Treasure

Jing Qing suddenly felt as if someone had pushed her from behind. Her heels stumbled forward, and as she passed by the person beside her, she caught the hem of their skirt. She stumbled towards Huanhuan with a look of horror on her face when she saw a little girl in front of her.

Huanhuan stood there, holding balloons, watching the woman in the white dress about to fall on her, her eyes growing more and more panicked.

”Ah...”

An unexpected scream filled the air just as Qing Mingzhu grabbed Jing Qing’s arm. The woman firmly collapsed onto the ground.

”Careful!”

Just as the woman was about to topple onto Huanhuan, a dexterous shadow suddenly whisked Huanhuan away from danger.

Feng Fanghua ran over, her face pale with shock.

The man, surprised as he held the little girl in his arms, examined her. Huanhuan had been dizzy from his swift rescue, but when she opened her eyes again and saw his handsome face, she was stunned.

The man sighed in relief and gently set Huanhuan down.

”Huanhuan!”

Feng Fanghua hurried over anxiously and then thanked the man in front of her, ”Thank you so much!”

”Not at all!”

The man said this and glanced at the entrance. Jing Qing was still being checked by Qing Mingzhu for injuries, but her eyes involuntarily drifted to him. When she saw the man’s piercing eyes fixed on her, she startled and immediately averted her gaze.

The man frowned unconsciously but when he turned his gaze back to Feng Fanghua, a flicker of concern flashed briefly before he simply instructed, ”Take good care of the child!”

”Of course!”

Feng Fanghua picked up Huanhuan and held her tight as the man nodded and walked away.

When Mu Yichen arrived, he saw Feng Fanghua holding the child at the entrance. He walked over, took Huanhuan, and asked, ”Why are you standing at the door?”

Huanhuan, still clutching the balloon, pointed outside when she saw her father.

Feng Fanghua looked in the direction Huanhuan was pointing and leaned close to her son, whispering, ”A guest almost fell and hurt Huanhuan just now, but that young man saved her.”

Feng Fanghua said, looking at the young people around the many cars outside.

”Jiang Yan!”

Mu Yi followed his daughter’s gesture and murmured two words as he looked.

Mu Yi let out an involuntary sigh. Recognizing that figure from just a silhouette, he told Feng Fanghua to take Huanhuan back to their seats, then he himself stepped outside.

This time, after returning to their seats, Feng Fanghua kept Huanhuan securely in her arms, not allowing her to run off again.

Mu Yichen went outside and saw Jiang Yan standing next to a car, talking to someone inside. He cleared his throat softly.

The car window was immediately closed from inside. Jiang Yan looked up to see him, paused for a moment, and then a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Two well-built men standing together, Mu Yichen cast a devilish glance through the car window, knowing who was inside without seeing them. He took out a cigarette case, offered a cigarette to Jiang Yan, who accepted and then produced a lighter to lit the cigarette for Mu Yichen first.

”When did Jiang arrive in Rongcheng?”

After taking a drag, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other holding the cigarette, Mu Yichen turned his wicked gaze back to the car and asked casually, adding a fierce flair to his actions.

”Just got here ten minutes ago.”

Jiang Yan slightly raised his eyebrows, bringing the hand with the cigarette up to pinch the bridge of his nose, his voice low.

Mu Yichen, with his deep gaze fixed on the bustling house, said coolly, ”Just now, thank you for saving my daughter, Jiang.”

”It was nothing... but maybe Mu should watch out for the lowlifes under his own roof.”

When Mu Yichen heard those last two words, he couldn’t help but shoot a sharp look at him.

Jiang Yan returned the gaze. Though typically aloof, he wasn’t cold-hearted. Sensing Mu Yichen’s look, he glanced involuntarily at the car window.

”Your daughter may have been harmed on purpose just now.”

Jiang Yan reminded him again.

Mu Yichen’s gaze turned icy at the warning, nodded, then looked back at the car, ”Can the person inside come out now?”

That question conveyed his displeasure.

Jiang Yan too glanced at the car and suddenly found it difficult to remain solemn, giving a wry smile, ”Big Brother-in-law, my wife is pregnant right now, so please be a bit gentler.”

Mu Yichen looked at him coldly, thinking, so now you call me big brother-in-law?

”Qingxin wanted to see my sister-in-law’s show, but she was afraid meeting her in-laws might start a war, so...”