His Beloved Treasure

Mu Yichen glanced up at those people, willing to fall behind at this moment.

Mu Yichen then looked down at her, his dark eyes full of adoration for the woman by his side.

”My belly says it refuses to let you carry it!”

Qin Mu didn’t look at him, but she kept chatting with him.

The two walked quietly together, an extraordinary sense of domestic normalcy enveloped them, surreal yet she particularly did not want to stop.

”Huanhuan must be having a blast outside with mom and dad and grandpa, right? She really likes the sea!”

”Yeah! She’s so busy playing every time we video call, she barely pays attention to us, so she must be having a lot of fun.”

Mu Yichen responded to her, but thinking about their daughter playing with two boys instead of paying attention to him—he was irritated.

”We’re also doing very well, aren’t we?”

Qin Mu suddenly placed her hand in his palm, looked up, her eyes brimming with love as she gazed at the man so much taller than herself.

Under the light, her eyes struggled to clearly see his face, yet they captured his most gentle demeanor.

It was as if time had frozen at that moment.

After they returned home, Qin Mu fell asleep in the car.

Mu Qingxin was on the sofa watching a drama series when she heard the noise, turned her head, saw Mu Yichen carrying the sleeping Qin Mu in his arms, her mouth gaped open in silence.

Only after they went upstairs did she murmur, ”Goodness! Such disregard for others! Completely inconsiderate of other people’s feelings, we have someone else at home too, all that cuddling and hugging, really!”

Mu Qingxin complained, yet she never remembered how glued she was to Jiang Yan whenever he was home.

After setting down Qin Mu, Mu Yichen came back downstairs, and just when he was about to smoke, he suddenly looked at his sister, ”Have you had dinner?”

”Yeah!”

Mu Qingxin replied, then lifted her eyes to look at him.

Mu Yichen walked over and sat down, smoking and squinting at his sister, ”You’re this rude to your brother? Huh?”

After hearing him, Mu Qingxin leaned back, her eyes filled with contempt.

”Did that kid Jiang Yan call you?”

Despite her disdain, the fact that she and her brother often didn’t get along was nothing new, so he was used to it, but he asked an important question.

”Oh! I heard you called him to hurry him back? Why are you rushing him?”

A woman contradictory in nature, wanting Jiang Yan to come back quickly yet worrying about whether he’s under too much pressure.

”Humph! Then let him come back later! I don’t want to see him anyway!”

Mu Yichen replied.

Mu Qingxin...

”Also, this year for the New Year, the three of you should come back!”

”Why are you bringing up New Year’s now?”

Mu Qingxin asked him, puzzled.

”Just occurred to me!”

Mu Yichen frowned, tilted his head, and scratched his hair.

He was serious! It indeed just came to mind, afraid that the family of three might feel pitiful.

Mu Qingxin scooted closer to the sofa, moving closer to him, ”Brother! Did Jiang Yan tell you what’s the deal with that woman?”

”Just a reminder to stop causing him trouble!”

Mu Yichen answered again, of course, those weren’t Jiang Yan’s words.

”He would never say that, only you dare talk to me this way—along with those women who don’t know whether they’re dead or alive!”

When Mu Qingxin thought of those women clinging to her husband, she couldn’t help but want to curse.

Mu Yichen...

But that’s how the Mu Family should be, straightforward.

He loved his sister’s temperament—girls shouldn’t be too sensible or they’ll end up suffering.

”Brother! You’ve never betrayed Qin Mu, have you? You’ve always loved her so much, how could you let other women touch you, right?”

Mu Qingxin, still worried about Jiang Yan, couldn’t help but ask such a private question.

Mu Yichen didn’t speak, just took a puff of smoke, and upon hearing his sister’s words, his brow furrowed in annoyance, yet he didn’t utter a word, suddenly at a loss.

”Brother?”

Mu Qingxin, seeing him lost in thought, couldn’t help but call out to him.

”Get some sleep early!”

Mu Yichen said nothing more, just got up to finish that cigarette outside.

Mu Qingxin, realizing he was going out to smoke and momentarily setting aside her earlier question, had to raise her voice slightly, ”Can you two not leave me to eat dinner alone at home tomorrow night?”

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In the morning, Qin Mu woke up and without opening her eyes, she nudged the man beside her.

”Mu Yichen, Mu Yichen?”

”Hmm?”

Mu Yichen frowned, groggy.

”Go get me a glass of water!”

Qin Mu mumbled, still with her eyes closed.

”Get up and drink water!”

Mu Yichen said, then got up, turned around, and picked up the thermos mug from the bedside table, which already contained warm water prepared for her.

Qin Mu felt his return was too quick, tiredly leaned against him, and took a few sips in the position he fed her.

With a dry throat and difficult breathing, Qin Mu frowned in discomfort.

Mu Yichen looked down at her pale face, put down the cup, and then touched her forehead with his hand, which was cold.

”Will you stay with me to sleep a little longer?”

She turned her head, wrapped her arms around his waist, and buried her face in his embrace.