His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu went with Mu Yichen to take their wedding photos that day, not far from Qin Mu’s studio, by that beautiful lakeside.

Xiaomei was the bridesmaid, and Zhao Huai was the best man, so both of them tagged along.

Of course, Qiao Yi and Jiang Zhiyuan also followed; for such a big event, who wouldn’t want to join in the fun and maybe see a joke or two?

In truth, it was jealousy, dissatisfaction, and the desire to mock.

Jing Feng and Helian Hao arrived a bit later, Qin Mu and Mu Yichen had already started posing for pictures.

The two got out of the SUV and walked toward the couple being photographed in their wedding attire, all the while observing them.

Dressed in a pristine wedding gown, Qin Mu leaned on Mu Yichen’s shoulder as they were taking pictures, when suddenly she saw Helian Hao standing not far off and waved at her.

Helian Hao, hands in pockets, stood beside Jing Feng watching, unable to restrain the happiness she felt for her good friend.

Mu Yichen, in his white suit, stood next to Qin Mu, who was wearing flat shoes, looking like the type of man who gives a strong sense of security.

Especially that spoilt, delicate look on Qin Mu’s face, at first glance it gave off the impression that she was utterly pampered.

Mu Yichen gently wrapped his arms around her waist, striking various awkward poses at the photographer’s request, but each time he couldn’t help gazing at Qin Mu with deep affection.

”Ah, this is torture for us singletons!”

Jiang Zhiyuan sat on the hood of his car, watching the scene unfold as though he had been force-fed poison.

But it seemed that the others didn’t share his agony.

Qiao Yi seemingly imagined himself in a suit on his own wedding day, yet he just couldn’t figure out who the woman beside him would be.

Could it be Secretary Xi?

Secretary Xi?

Startled by the thought, Qiao Yi immediately slapped his own face.

The man sitting on the hood heard the noise and turned to look at him in confusion, ”What the hell, what’s wrong with you?”

Qiao Yi looked at him, ”Nothing!”

”Nothing?” Jiang Zhiyuan expressed his skepticism.

It wasn’t until they saw Helian Hao and Jing Feng arriving that Jiang Zhiyuan was about to say here come two more single dogs, but then he bitterly exclaimed, ”I have to take multiple wives, I’ll make all you monogamous mortals envious.”

Upon hearing this, Helian Hao and Jing Feng turned their eyes to him.

”We live in a society governed by law, if you get in trouble, I can’t help you.”

Jing Jian immediately cautioned.

”I was just speaking hypothetically.”

Jiang Zhiyuan was startled and quickly assured him seriously.

Helian Hao couldn’t help but laugh, ”Say, Young Master Jiang, what about that girl who was with you the other day? Don’t you have her WeChat? Haven’t you contacted her again?”

”We’re not close, why would I contact her for no reason? She might think I’m interested in her, how would that look?”

Jiang Zhiyuan frowned and grumbled.

”Don’t mind him.”

Jing Feng told Helian Hao.

”Xiaohao, come here!”

Qin Mu, with her arm around the groom’s, was calling Helian Hao.

”She’s calling me, I’ll go over!”

Helian Hao said as she left Jing Feng behind and walked forward.

Jing Feng, watching Helian Hao leave him heartlessly, sighed helplessly and leaned against Jiang Zhiyuan’s car, ”Got a cigarette?”

”Got it!”

So, the three men leaned against the car, disgruntled, smoking.

Meanwhile, Xiaomei and Helian Hao took turns taking photos with Mu Yichen, and the three sisters happily took pictures together.

That day, they changed into many wedding dresses; Helian Hao and Xiaomei both put on wedding dresses, not bridesmaid dresses, but one of the ones Qin Mu had just worn.

The three women stood beautifully by the lake for pictures.

Qin Mu whispered to Helian Hao, ”Should I ask Jing Feng to take a picture with you?”

Helian Hao was startled, but Xiaomei overheard and shouted, ”Jing, they’re calling you for a photo!”

The man smoking froze as he was about to raise the cigarette to his lips, as if he couldn’t believe his ears.

”Hah! I will take multiple wives if it kills me.”

Jiang Zhiyuan couldn’t take the torture anymore.

But Jing Feng stubbed out his cigarette and headed over to them.

He walked straight to Helian Hao, though she wouldn’t look at him. To his left was Helian Hao, to his right was Xiaomei.

Xiaomei was definitely crashing the party, so she ended up being pulled away by Zhao Huai, ”Xiaomei, you’re mine!”

Xiaomei’s eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Zhao Huai.

But Jing Feng was already nervously hooking his arm around Helian Hao’s shoulder.

The wedding photo shoot today was supposed to be Mu Yichen’s show, but he eventually realized his wife’s elaborate intentions.

Qin Mu could unreservedly switch wedding gowns with Helian Hao, and naturally, Mu Yichen only had to switch suits with Jing Feng.

They then went to a few famous scenic spots in the city, where Qiao Yi and Jiang Zhiyuan occasionally joined in and took a few photos, as good brothers would.