His Beloved Treasure

Jing Qing put on a good show in public, acting every bit the model boss.

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The Mu Family’s house had returned to the loneliness of a year ago, no, it was even worse than before.

Even though the old master had moved back in, the sudden disappearance of Qin Mu and Huanhuan made this home, which had been warm for over a year, once again lack its lively atmosphere.

In the spacious and elegantly simple living room, by the window, the old master sat on the sofa, reading the newspaper through his reading glasses. Feng Fanghua brought over some tea from the kitchen and sat down.

”Jing Qing really touched people’s hearts today. Her own car was tampered with, yet she only worried about her assistant,” she remarked.

After putting down the newspaper, the old master leaned forward to drink some tea, just as Feng Fanghua had finished pouring it for him and gently placed the teapot aside.

”Sigh! If only she was as kind-hearted as she seems on camera!”

Feng Fanghua thought about Jing Qing’s past actions and found herself with little trust in her.

”What? Has that girl Jing Qing done many unkind things?”

”The separation between her and her husband, although Yichen came back and said nothing, I always felt it had something to do with Jing Qing. I watched that girl grow up since she was little, but now I really can’t say I understand her anymore,” he reflected.

Feng Fanghua slowly shook her head as she spoke, feeling somewhat uneasy inside.

Listening to his daughter-in-law’s words, the old master frowned slightly and then slowly picked up the newspaper again: ”If this matter between my grandson and granddaughter-in-law has anything to do with that Jing girl, then I must go to the Jing Family and demand an explanation. They really take too many liberties.”

”Sigh! Your son and I always thought it’s better to avoid trouble when possible and keep the peace, trying not to fall out with them. After all, you and old Mr. Jing were good friends back then, and we’ve put Qin Mu through a lot of grievances to maintain a good relationship with the Jing Family, Dad...”

”What? You let my granddaughter-in-law suffer for the sake of that family? Are you foolish?”

”Isn’t everything I do for the sake of our family?”

Apart from the old master, nobody had ever called Feng Fanghua foolish; she felt incredibly wronged being called foolish now.

”Hmph! Why bother with whether another family is happy or not for the sake of ours? Hasn’t that girl suffered enough since she was young? How could you bear to make her suffer grievances?”

Feng Fanghua...

The old master’s eyes were downcast, but the words he uttered were so sharp that they made Feng Fanghua feel ashamed.

The old master raised his eyes to look at his daughter-in-law, who was too embarrassed to talk back, before he sighed again: ”Think about it, that girl was sent abroad by her father—her mother was your closest friend in town, besides being the wife of Jing Xianzong. She could have received grievances from anyone else in town, but you two, being her mother’s friends, how could you do such a thing?”

”I was wrong. If she comes back, I’ll be sure to treat her well, okay? But where is she now?”

Feng Fanghua felt extremely anxious remembering they still had not found Qin Mu’s whereabouts. She also didn’t know how her grandson was doing.

”Yichen probably knows, he just doesn’t want to say,” the old master speculated after thinking for a bit.

Feng Fanghua looked at him excitedly, finding herself at a loss for words. She had asked Mu Yichen over a hundred times, but no matter how she asked, his answer was always the same three words.

”Enough! We can only wait and see how things unfold! But once that girl is found, if she wants to come back to live here, you’d better take good care of her,” said the old master to his daughter-in-law.

”I know I need to take good care of her. She is pregnant now, and no matter how heartless I am, I couldn’t possibly argue with her at this time, could I?”

Feng Fanghua didn’t think she was particularly unreasonable. Why did her father-in-law see her as such a bad woman?

”Call my grandson and tell him to come home for dinner later,” ordered the old master.

”Okay!”

Feng Fanghua truly felt relieved at the old master’s words; she was really worried about her silly son. She had been shamelessly visiting his company recently to see him, distressed at how thin he had become.

When Mu Yichen came home in the evening, Mu Zihao also returned from outside, so he waited by the car for his son to approach, and they walked in together.

”Any news from Mumu?”

Mu Zihao asked as they walked.

”No!”

Mu Yichen’s dark eyes looked ahead, void of warmth.

”Are you really without news, or do you not want to tell?”

Mu Zihao stopped him at the door, and Mu Yichen turned to look at his father, a helpless wry smile on his face: ”You really are my father!”

Mu Zihao involuntarily let go, raising his eyebrows in understanding as he grasped the meaning behind those words.