His Beloved Treasure

”Um?”

Qin Mu didn’t know which day or which words he was referring to, and quietly asked him.

”Forget it! You’re so dumb! Just keep loving you then!”

It felt like someone had quietly lit a firecracker in her heart, and with a loud ”bang,”

it burst into bloom!

But she didn’t have time to contemplate his meaning because he suddenly kissed her, so dominantly that it occupied all her thoughts.

The starlight that night, whether it was for the wedding or not, shone wonderfully, making them look particularly splendid because of it.

They were to leave the day after Jiang Yan’s wedding, and Mu Qingxin still clung to Feng Fanghua with reluctance: ”Mom, please stay here a few more days with dad and grandpa! I’ll feel upset without the elders at home.”

”If you miss us, come back to Rongcheng for a few days. Don’t forget about your family now that you have a man.”

Feng Fanghua advised her, speaking softly because Jiang Yan was standing behind Mu Qingxin.

”I wouldn’t forget about my family! Just stay here a bit longer!”

”I’m not comfortable staying elsewhere. How about when your husband is on a business trip, you pack up with my grandson and come stay for a while? Is that okay?”

Feng Fanghua tried to say this in a harsh tone; she didn’t want to seem too sad, but ultimately her voice softened as she spoke.

Mu Qingxin nodded vigorously, on the verge of tears.

”Let’s go!”

Mu Zihao, seeing the difficulty the mother and daughter had in parting, commented while Mu Yichen had already driven off.

Mu Qingxin hesitantly let go of Feng Fanghua’s hand. Feng Fanghua, embraced by Mu Zihao, was getting into the car. As she saw Mu Qingxin’s tears fall, she too struggled to hold back her own and turned her face away as she got into the car.

”Mom! Mom—, goodbye!”

Mu Qingxin’s voice cracked.

She couldn’t say it. Jiang Yan stood by her side, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, applying a slight pressure.

Mu Qingxin stopped her chasing steps and mournfully watched the cars from her maiden home drive away one by one.

That familiar luxury car at the end; as Feng Fanghua saw Mu Qingxin through the rearview mirror, she finally couldn’t hold back her tears, which fell on Mu Zihao’s shoulder.

The old master, watching from inside, pretended not to see the scene unfold, thinking to himself that no mother could marry off a daughter without sadness.

After hurriedly returning to Rongcheng, Mu Yichen immediately went to a meeting, while Qin Mu rested at the apartment for a day before officially going back to work.

That day, she suddenly seemed to understand why Mu Yichen had been so out of sorts recently.

Because of a wedding!

The wedding they missed out on, the marital status they hadn’t made public.

She stood in the studio all morning, and finally came to terms with the matter.

For lunch, Xiaomei ordered a KFC family bucket to share with her. Initially, Qin Mu intended to eat just a little, but the moment she picked it up and smelled it, her stomach felt uncomfortable.

Xiaomei, watching her look like she was going to throw up, sadly lowered her head to her bucket. Qin Mu used to be able to eat two drumsticks.

Suddenly, Qin Mu lost interest and put the drumstick back into the bucket. Xiaomei looked at her lack of appetite and was on the verge of tears.

Was she, as the young mistress, starting to disdain this ”simple fare”?

”I’m not feeling well, it’s not that it’s not delicious. You eat more!”

Qin Mu said, holding a cup of hot orange juice, watching Xiaomei eat.

”Are you really not going to eat? But I ordered for three!”

Xiaomei reminded her awkwardly.

”I believe in your capacity!”

Qin Mu told her, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly.

Xiaomei happily continued eating, while Qin Mu felt a wave of discomfort in her stomach, wondering what was wrong with her.

Was it the recent fatigue?

Or was it stomach inflammation again?

”Qinqin, could you be pregnant?”

Xiaomei, eating slower and slower, looked at Qin Mu’s tired expression, and suddenly, carefully asked in a low voice.

Qin Mu looked up at her, truly startled by her words.

Considering her health, getting pregnant wouldn’t be easy, right?

”It’s unlikely! It’s probably just my stomach acting up.”

”Oh! Actually, I’d rather tell Jian Yan you’re pregnant than that you have a stomach ailment; otherwise, he would surely blame me.”

Xiaomei said sadly, looking down.

”Then let’s not say anything.”

Qin Mu prompted her with a smirk, seeing her nervous look.

Xiaomei looked up at her and suddenly laughed.

”Right! I won’t say anything, and it’s not like he can fly over.”

Xiaomei felt much more at ease thinking this, but Qin Mu’s heart was filled with a mix of emotions.