His Beloved Treasure

Feng Fanghua...

The old man glanced at her, then said to Qin Mu, ”Your mother-in-law, she’s always trying to add glory to her own son.”

”Actually, she really does resemble Yichen when he was young. Look at the way she rubs her forehead; isn’t it exactly like Yichen’s?”

Qin Mu, who was wondering how to smooth things over, saw Huanhuan seemingly scratching her forehead and said softly to the old man.

The old man took a look, blinked, and then suddenly started laughing: ”Well, now that you mention it, she really does!”

Feng Fanghua felt a tug at her heart too, Mu Zihao looked at Feng Fanghua, and his gaze seemed to say: ”Don’t I always say this daughter-in-law is thoughtful?”

Feng Fanghua was actually touched that after all these years, Qin Mu still remembered some of Yichen’s childhood habits. It’s no wonder that Yichen couldn’t bear to see her suffer.

She used to think this girl was utterly carefree from a young age, wondering how she could possibly remember those subtle things about Yichen.

In fact, Qin Mu remembered almost everything she had seen.

When Mu Yichen returned home, he saw the whole family gathered together, laughing and talking, which soothed his initially tense mood. He sat down next to Qin Mu, casually placing his hand behind her.

”The moment this kid comes back, he doesn’t see anyone else, only his wife,” the old man said, pointing at him and teasing with a laugh.

Mu Yichen raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything. Huanhuan, seeing her dad, immediately hugged his leg. Mu Yichen looked down at his daughter, then took his arm from behind Qin Mu’s back and held his daughter in his arms.

”Dad, are we sleeping at Grandma’s house tonight?” Huanhuan asked happily.

”We’ll sleep at our own home, but we can have dinner at Grandma’s, okay?” Mu Yichen coaxed her.

”Yeah! Great!”

That ”great” was genuinely joyful.

Qin Mu sneaked a peek at him, worried he might be angry about the pregnancy test from the morning, but he looked at her without any temper and asked, ”Is something wrong?”

Qin Mu quickly shook her head like a bobblehead.

The elders watched the two of them as if they had a little mood but didn’t ask much. When it came time for dinner, the whole family went to eat.

During the meal, the old man asked for a glass of white wine, and Feng Fanghua readily had someone get it for him, but he could only drink a small cup.

Mu Zihao also drank a small cup, wanting to accompany his dad who was drinking.

Mu Yichen didn’t drink, just ate with his wife and child.

”Speaking of which, Yichen, I’ve been playing with that old man from the Jing Family these past few days. He mentioned that you demolished his house a while back?”

Qin Mu instinctively looked up at the old man, then at Mu Yichen.

Mu Yichen was quite calm: ”Yeah!”

”He’s still bringing up that old news? Besides, the reason Yichen demolished his house was because he had people smash Huanhuan’s mom’s studio, wasn’t it? That spectacle was quite dramatic; you weren’t there, otherwise you would have been scared too.”

”As if I don’t know his little tricks? Scare me? My granddaughter-in-law, don’t be afraid of him in the future; I’ve got your back. In his life, he’s not afraid of anyone else, but he always has to give me some respect,” the old man said, closing his eyes and sipping the white wine with immense enjoyment.

”Yeah! With Grandpa here, I’m not worried about anything!”

Qin Mu was especially gracious in his speech.

Feng Fanghua watched Qin Mu joking with the old man, but she couldn’t help thinking about her desire for a child and asked, ”Have you been feeling unwell recently?”

”Unwell? No, not at all!”

She thought about her minor issues, but she also didn’t want to bother the elders.

”Not at all? You two... you...”

”Not pregnant!”

Feng Fanghua was searching for the right words, but she didn’t expect her son to blurt out the truth so plainly.

Qin Mu was also startled to hear Mu Yichen suddenly mention pregnancy. Why bring it up all of a sudden?

Then, realizing the awkwardness, he chimed in with an embarrassed affirmation, ”Right! I’m not pregnant!”

Feng Fanghua immediately lost her appetite for the food, lamenting how difficult it was to yearn for a grandchild. She considered whether she should go to a temple to pray.

”What’s the rush about getting pregnant? They’re still so young. Just look at the Jing siblings, one is married without children, and the other doesn’t even have a boyfriend. Our Yichen and Mumu are already a step ahead of them. I’m very content.”

The old man always spoke up for his grandson and granddaughter-in-law.

Mu Yichen gave the elder an appreciative glance, thinking to himself that if it weren’t for their plans for a second child, he really should have a proper drink with the old man.

Upon returning home in the evening, Huanhuan was already sleepy, so Qin Mu hurriedly took her upstairs for a bath and to tuck her into bed.

Later, when she came back to the bedroom and saw that Mu Yichen wasn’t there, she went downstairs to find him and saw him seriously handling business affairs on his phone. She walked over and sat on the single-seater sofa beside him, resting her elbow on the armrest and casually threading her fingers through her hair as she quietly watched him work.

Mu Yichen occasionally looked up at her, aware she was waiting for him, so he lowered his head again to seriously read the emails.

Qin Mu’s fingers gently massaged her own scalp, increasingly finding him irresistibly handsome as he worked, with a face that could topple empires. The key was that despite his striking looks that could make men feel inadequate, he was not at all foppish, but rather carried an imposing air.

Qin Mu unconsciously moved to the armrest closer to him and couldn’t help but lean on it, gazing at him with infatuation.

After finishing his business, he put down his phone and looked at her seriously with his dark eyes, ”Why are you mooning over me again?”

”I just think you look super handsome when you’re working,” she confessed.

Qin Mu spoke honestly while Mu, with slightly squinted eyes, looked at her with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

”I heard that Jing Qing once wanted to pay a high price for the shop I’m renovating, and you drove her away?”

”Did Manager Zhang tell you that?”

”Yeah, he mentioned it inadvertently during a meeting, and he seemed afraid of having said something he shouldn’t have, so he nervously changed the subject.”

”Then why didn’t you come to me sooner?”

”I was just asking. You’ve already handled it for me, what’s there to question?”

As she said this, Qin Mu got up, moved over to him, sat on his lap with her knees apart on either side of his, and lightly caressed his shoulders, lips gently moistened.

Mu Yichen noticed that she often licked her lips when contemplating something or planning a big move.

His hands gently wrapped around her waist, giving a playful squeeze.

Qin Mu leaned forward, but just when he tilted his head back, expecting a kiss, a wave of discomfort hit her stomach, and then she pushed him away and ran toward the bathroom.

Mu Yichen...