His Beloved Treasure

However, as he changed the subject, suddenly everyone looked toward Mu Yichen.

Mu Yichen took a drag of his cigarette, ”Do I?”

The crowd...

Qiao Yi leaned forward slightly, with a hint of skepticism, he asked, ”Could it be because of Zhuo Wen?”

The moment he brought up this woman, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

”She might know that Zhuo Wen is still in Rongcheng.”

Mu Yichen took another drag of his cigarette, forced to admit the fact as he exhaled a ring of silver smoke vigorously.

”Might? She’s known for a long time!”

After hearing this, Jing Feng frowned and spoke up.

The crowd...

Mu Yichen’s gaze shifted toward him, puzzled and tinged with indifference.

”You didn’t know? Right after Zhuo Wen moved out of your house, she knew that Zhuo Wen had moved into a hotel.”

Jing Feng said while playing with a bottle of alcohol.

Of all the people in the VIP room, Jing Feng was the calmest.

The rest were going crazy.

But who could they blame?

Lately, they hadn’t included Jing Feng in their outings.

So, the person who ended up knowing about Zhuo Wen was Mu Yichen.

Upon learning the truth, Mu Yichen couldn’t help but let out a sneer, then suddenly asked, ”So how did she find out that Zhuo Wen was in Rongcheng?”

”It was Qin Mu who asked Xiaohao to please ask me.”

”So why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

Mu Yichen then got up and lunged to grab the collar of the man who was calmly seated on the sofa.

The two tall men were about to come to blows.

”Hey, hey, hey, we’re all brothers here!”

”Don’t be rash, for heaven’s sake, don’t be rash.”

The others hurriedly stepped forward to stop the fight.

”Is there still a rift between you and Qin Mu? Weren’t you guys open about everything?”

After pushing away his hand, Jing Feng asked with furrowed brows.

Open about everything?

Sometimes that was true!

Mu Yichen then dejectedly sat back down, almost gasping for breath as he leaned back on the couch.

Ever since Zhuo Wen had come to their home, and after the first night, Qin Mu hadn’t communicated with him much.

Did she not trust him?

Or did she not want to bother him?

And she went to Jing Feng for help instead.

”She didn’t come to me to check if Zhuo Wen was in Rongcheng, she came to me to inquire about Zhuo Wen’s working situation here. It turned out that Zhuo Wen had completed her work a month before that, and as for Zhuo Wen staying in the hotel, Xiaohao happened to run into her during a dinner at the hospital.”

Jiang Zhiyuan...

He thought to himself, you two really know how to pour salt into each other’s wounds, aren’t you just speeding up this couple’s separation?

Mu Yichen was also shocked, his gaze had changed.

”So, you actually didn’t know anything all along?”

Jing Feng looked at him with a pitying expression.

Qiao Yi and the others were also stunned. The last time a group of young people had gathered to give Mu Yichen’s son a present and had dinner together, Zhuo Wen had been there, but at this moment, Mu Yichen’s expression seemed like he knew nothing at all.

Jiang Zhiyuan and Zhao Huai exchanged glances, both dumbfounded.

What exactly had happened?

Mu Yichen went home that evening in a bad mood. Everyone was dining at the time, and after he returned, he went straight upstairs.

Feng Fanghua had wanted to have a chat with him, but then heard from the maid that he had gone upstairs looking quite unhappy.

”He’s just being difficult, let’s eat!”

Mu Zihao muttered under his breath, obviously mainly addressing Qin Mu.

Where could Qin Mu still have the appetite, ”I’ll go up and check.”

In reality, she didn’t go to check but used it as an excuse to leave.

He went to his room and lay down on the bed, and Qin Mu saw him from the crack in the door.

Then she quietly went to the study; the skirt she was drawing last time wasn’t finished, so now that there was a little bit of time, she intended to complete it.

Mu Yichen later felt a headache coming on. Hearing the door sound, he said, ”Do you have something to say to me?”

There was no response at all.

He raised his hand to his forehead, eyes closed in agitation, brows tightly furrowed: ”Got nothing to say? Prefer to talk to someone else?”

Huanhuan stood in the center of their room, listening to her dad say things she didn’t understand, unconsciously twisting her little hands together: ”Daddy!”

Mu Yichen immediately clambered out of bed.

This is going to be the death of me.

He saw his daughter there, blinking at him, so pure, so unexpected.

Haha!

He had thought it was that woman, Qin Mu.

He sighed involuntarily, then got out of bed.

”How did you get here?”

”Grandma sent me to see if you and Mommy were fighting.”

In fact, Feng Fanghua didn’t say exactly that, but she conveyed the gist of it perfectly.

Mu Yichen...

”Isn’t your mother eating?”

Mu Yichen walked over, scooped her up, and headed downstairs.

Huanhuan shook her head: ”Mommy isn’t eating.”

Mu Yichen, holding Huanhuan, was about to go downstairs when he heard the study door open from the inside.

Mu Yichen turned to look at her: ”What does that mean?”

Qin Mu didn’t speak, just glanced at Huanhuan, then smiled and said, ”Back to the room.”

After speaking, Qin Mu quietly returned to her room. Father and son turned their heads to follow her, but only exchanged a look before heading back.

After entering the room, Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door, then looked down at the little girl Mu Yichen had placed on the ground.

”Do you want me to leave?”

Huanhuan, with her big eyes, sensibly asked her mother.

Qin Mu nodded, hands on her hips.

”Got it! I won’t tell Grandma that you were not in the room just now.”

”No need for thanks for such a huge favor!”

Qin Mu, left with no choice, spoke to her nicely.

After Huanhuan left, Mu Yichen stood to the side, looking at Qin Mu: ”So just now...”

”I told Mom to come find you, but then I suddenly remembered I was working on a dress design for a client, so I went to the study to draw for a few minutes.”

”So now, just looking at me annoys you?”

Mu Yichen scoffed, his eyes lowered as he asked her.

”We’d better not fight!”

Qin Mu said to him earnestly.

”But isn’t that exactly the attitude of picking a fight?”

Mu Yichen sized her up from top to bottom, noticing she was still wearing the clothes from that morning, though she had removed her black coat, but...

Damn it, she’s been recovering her figure really well these days.

Mu Yichen couldn’t help but look away; if he couldn’t have her for the time being, then he shouldn’t even look.

Mu Yichen walked towards the inside, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, uncontrollably putting it in his mouth, holding a lighter to light it.

”We have a no-smoking rule in our room.”

Qin Mu immediately stepped forward, plucked the cigarette from his mouth, strode to the trash can beside the sofa, and threw it away.

Mu Yichen turned to look at her domineering manner and felt annoyed once again.

”Why? We’ve already had kids!”

”Chengcheng is sleeping with us tonight. Do you want him to breathe second-hand smoke? Unfortunately, he’s too small. So while he can’t fight back, his mother will fight back for him,” Qin Mu declared, her hands on her hips, standing firm not far from him, forcefully yet adorably.

Mu Yichen, looking at her like that, just wanted to throw her onto the bed and have his way with her hundreds of times to soothe the hatred in his heart.

”I’ve noticed you’ve been getting a short temper lately!”

Mu Yichen observed sharply.

”Really? Could it be that you’ve just become fed up with me?” Qin Mu pondered for a moment before countering.

Neither of them would back down, just staring at each other, as if their eyes were full of clashing swords and flashing knives.

”I have some serious issues I want to discuss with you.”

Mu Yichen suddenly lowered his head, and when he looked up at her again, his eyes were as fierce and alert as a cheetah’s.

”Discuss what?”

Qin Mu involuntarily took a step back.

Mu Yichen had already begun to unbutton his shirt, approaching her step by step.