His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu unintentionally glanced over and saw among the seated fashionistas in the front row, Jing Qing occupied one of the better seats.

She hadn’t looked at the seating arrangements beforehand, but still felt a bit irked upon seeing Jing Qing there.

Although she couldn’t deny that Jing Qing indeed had an extremely good figure and was among the most beautiful of actresses, Qin Mu simply couldn’t feel comfortable with her.

Qin Mu thought that there was a reason people called her aloof.

When Jian Yan saw Jing Qing, she nodded at him. Jian Yan smiled slightly, turned to the girl beside him, and whispered in her ear, ”Keep your mind on the stage.”

”Of course!”

”Trouble, one of the male models’ trouser legs got torn backstage.”

Jian Yan’s assistant strode out from inside, then broke into a jog, and spoke near Jian Yan and Qin Mu’s ears.

Jian Yan frowned, ”Isn’t there a spare?”

”No!”

The assistant said.

Hearing this, Qin Mu turned to him and said, ”You can’t leave here, I’ll go over!”

”Mhm!”

Jian Yan trusted Qin Mu a great deal, so when she said she would go, he had no worries at all.

It was only when Mu Yichen saw his wife enter the backstage with the male assistant that he turned to Zhao Yan and said, ”Take care of Huanhuan for me.”

Zhao Yan subconsciously took Huanhuan in his arms but didn’t quite understand what Mu Yichen was intending!

Not until Mu Yichen’s silhouette entered the backstage did Zhao Yan have to laugh and say to the little girl in his arms amidst the beautiful music, ”Your dad really can’t take his eyes off your mom!”

”Daddy loves mommy!”

Huanhuan looked at Zhao Yan and said, her innocent big eyes making it impossible for Zhao Yan to doubt her, leaving him no choice but to laugh and playfully nuzzle her head.

Mu Yichen walked in and saw that among a group of models there was a space left empty; while those models looked at him with curiosity, he saw the woman squatting on the ground, sewing a man’s trousers.

If she weren’t in this profession, he would have immediately gone to lift her up.

But now, he simply suppressed the urge in his heart and just watched her silently, deftly sewing with a needle and thread.

”Darling, hand me that scarf!”

The female model immediately ran to the makeup table and fetched the scarf. Qin Mu, with scissors at her feet, took the scarf and cut it down the middle, tearing it in half, then went on to sew one half and connect it to the waistband of the trousers.

As Qin Mu stood up, both Darling and the assistant couldn’t help but laugh.

Such accidents were common during runway shows, and Qin Mu had handled countless such situations big and small, so this occurrence was nothing unusual for her.

”Please check the light boards again, Zhang Yang. Move any that aren’t smooth.”

”Alright!”

Once Qin Mu made sure everyone was okay, she went back out, but as she walked toward the exit, she saw Mu Yichen standing there watching her, which made her heart skip a beat. She then smiled, ”Why aren’t you out front watching? There are a lot of beauties there!”

”I don’t like ones that are too beautiful,” said Mu Yichen, with his hands in his pockets and eyes fixed on her.

”Shouldn’t you say that I’m the most beautiful?”

Qin Mu blinked her eyes, understanding his meaning but still couldn’t resist making a joke.

Mu Yichen merely looked at her once more and then wrapped his arm around her shoulder to walk outside.

”If it were any other time, would you let other men sew trousers for you?” Mu Yichen whispered in her ear as he took her outside.

Qin Mu looked up at him and saw the annoyed yet indulgent look in his eyes, prompting her to also wrap her arms around his waist from behind.

Under the dazzling lights outside, Qin Mu was nonchalantly led by Mu Yichen to the front.

Later, Mu Yichen went over to where Huanhuan and Zhao Yan were, and Qin Mu found Jian Yan, ”It’s done!”

Jian Yan chuckled, muttering, ”I guess the fashion trend for this fall is going to be revised by you again.”

”Thank the master for the opportunity!”

Qin Mu gave him a respectful bow with hands folded in front.

Jian Yan sighed helplessly, his gaze never straying from the stage.

Jing Qing was sitting in the front, with other actresses chattering with her, but she didn’t hear a word, her gaze fixed on Qin Mu.

Mu Yichen had moved back into the crowd’s corner, allowing Qin Mu and Jian Yan to be at the forefront.

Jing Qing actually wanted to grab Mu Yichen and ask him why he didn’t go to the hotel to find her; was it because Qin Mu found out?

As just a minor assistant, Yang Qianxi stood in the corner on tiptoes trying to look inside.