His Beloved Treasure

”Daddy has to go back and change his clothes, will you accompany Daddy back home?”

”Mm-hmm!”

Qin Mu...

Being ignored wasn’t a first, but it still felt awful.

”Bye, Mommy!”

Mu Yichen carried Huanhuan past her shoulder without so much as a glance in her direction, but at least Huanhuan had enough conscience to say goodbye to her.

”Bye~”

Qin Mu merely uttered those indifferent words, then walked over to her own car, opened the door, and got in.

Off to work!

On the way to work, she received a call from Mu Qingxin, who was being discharged from the hospital today and asked her to come over to the Mu Family for dinner in the evening. Qin Mu agreed and soon turned onto the road leading to her studio.

Xiaomei was talking with a designer. When she saw Qin Mu arrive at the studio, she immediately left to find her.

”Qinqin!”

Qin Mu stopped in her tracks and turned to look at her. Xiaomei approached and handed her a file folder she was holding!

”This is Jing Qing’s recent event wardrobe, clearly Yang Qianxi has been infusing you into Jing Qing, that’s why she changed her dressing style.”

”Yeah! For now, it seems fine for her, but in the long run, it might not be a good thing. Don’t worry about it.”

”But Wen Runuan’s search popularity has dropped a lot compared to hers recently.”

”That is their company’s issue; we don’t need to worry about it. As for her style, it should be more understated and literary.”

”Alright!”

Xiaomei looked at Qin Mu, whose sharp gaze on the photos hadn’t changed, and nodded in agreement.

Qin Mu put the photos back into the file folder and then handed it back to Xiaomei: If Jing Qing knew we were keeping an eye on her right now, she’d probably be half dead with anger.

”Hmph! She hasn’t stopped other people from keeping a close eye on you either.”

Xiaomei said indignantly.

”That’s true!”

Qin Mu chuckled lightly. When she got to her office, she hung her bag behind the door, then took a document from her desk and handed it to Xiaomei: Follow up personally on the wedding dress issue for Liu Jingyuan’s wedding, and remember not to let there be any mistakes.

”So cautious?”

Xiaomei couldn’t help but wink at her.

Qin Mu sighed helplessly: Do you think there are any men in this world who can compare with President Mu?

”Of course, there are! It’s just that in your heart, there aren’t!”

Xiaomei immediately retorted.

”Exactly!”

Qin Mu wasn’t disappointed; she just wanted Xiaomei to keep in mind that she had that man who hadn’t slept at home for two nights.

And today, he saw her but pretended not to?

Did he not touch her when he was holding Huanhuan in her arms?

Acting so cold and heartless, was his heart really that heartless too?

Later, the store called her to say that Zhang Rujia had been to the store today and kept an eye on their brand, so Qin Mu told them to watch her.

This time, however, she wanted to see what else Zhang Rujia could do to her.

The bruise on her body hadn’t fully faded, and she wasn’t so forgetful that right after leaving the police station the next day, she went to the mall’s owner – special connections, after all! Zhang Rujia had them, and so did she!

In the evening, when she went to the Mu Family for dinner, she of course prepared exquisite little gifts for Xiaobao and the old master.

Mu Qingxin didn’t really like buying toys and such. These things, Qin Mu could take over completely. Even though they weren’t wealthy when Huanhuan was young, Qin Mu would also work hard to earn money to buy toys back home for Huanhuan, always feeling that a child should spend those years accompanied by toys.

”But you have good taste! My son seems to quite like it!”

Hanging from the stroller was a trinket Qin Mu had bought, and the little guy always couldn’t help but reach out for it, sometimes even laughing out loud. Mu Qingxin found it amazing and couldn’t help praising her.

”Huanhuan used to like these when she was little too. Since they are siblings, they should like similar things.”

Qin Mu said softly, bending down to pick up the little one from the stroller, reluctant to let go of that soft, squishy feeling.

”The young master is back!”

As they were chatting, Mu Yichen and Huanhuan came in from outside. Mu Yichen greeted the butler, and Huanhuan ran in cheerfully knowing that there was a baby in the house, so she didn’t shout for Mommy or Grandma, but instead ran over to...

She wanted to hug Mommy at first, but seeing Mommy holding the little one, she went to Grandma instead. Yet, her eyes couldn’t help but continually watch Mommy.

Mommy’s expression while holding her brother seemed so touched, so moved, yet Huanhuan gradually felt a bit sad.

Feng Fanghua watched Huanhuan’s expression and then turned to look at Qin Mu, who was stooping to coax her grandchild, and whispered to Huanhuan: ”Would you like to come over to Mommy and see your brother too? He’s very cute.”