His Beloved Treasure

”I’ll be leaving first!”

Jing Feng saw that neither of them was speaking, so he got up and left first.

Instantly, only the two of them remained in the private room. After Jing Feng went out, he instructed the people outside, ”Don’t go in no matter what kind of noise you hear from inside.”

”But what if they really start fighting?”

The waiter and the manager were both somewhat worried.

”Yichen may be a beast, but he’s not an animal.”

Having said that, Jing Feng patted the manager’s shoulder lightly and left.

The manager and the waiter exchanged glances, then sighed helplessly.

However, there was no sound coming from inside for a long time.

Half an hour later, Mu Yi emerged from inside, ”Clear the dishes.”

The manager and the waiter were still waiting there. Hearing the instruction to clear the dishes, the manager didn’t care about his position anymore and hurried to help with the task.

At this time, the two inside were still sitting in their original spots, still giving each other cold looks, but they weren’t arguing anymore.

As soon as the hot dishes were served, both of them sat down properly to eat. Neither spoke to the other, and there were no further questions.

The waiter still gently closed the door behind them as he left.

Softly asking the manager, ”They’re okay, aren’t they?”

”Didn’t Jing say so? Yichen is a beast, not an animal. Besides, how could Yichen bear to hurt the young madam?”

The manager thought it over and over, considering it repeatedly; it must be just a lovers’ quarrel, they’ll make up at the bed’s end after fighting at the bed’s head.

But inside, as the meal came to an end, Yichen put down his chopsticks, ”Don’t ever casually become someone’s first love girlfriend again!”

Qin Mu gave him a glance, ”I went to make money, not to be someone’s pretend girlfriend.”

”Do you lack that bit of money? This whole hotel is yours; do you need that bit of money?”

Mu Yi gripped the wine glass tightly, and heavily placed it on the table, his words carrying an especially heart-stirring force.

”Exactly how much wealth do you plan to give me?”

Qin Mu thought about it and asked before she could let out a laugh.

”A lot! More than you can imagine.”

Yichen was still keeping a cold face, yet he still said those words to her.

Qin Mu thought about it; even if he was secretly contacting other women behind her back, he probably wouldn’t give them as much money, right?

He wouldn’t open a hotel in another woman’s name or do other things for her, would he?

She poured herself another bowl of soup and then continued eating.

Mu Yi’s sharp gaze lifted to see her finally eating properly, and the anger in his heart unconsciously dissipated by half.

Actually taking on a role and becoming someone else’s first love girlfriend.

She was his first love girlfriend, and only his—didn’t she know that?

Jian Yan was still in the studio, helping her adjust the wedding dress, with Xiaomei standing by. Xiaomei couldn’t do anything, and when she heard someone knock on the door, she immediately went to open it, thinking that at last, she didn’t have to continue this awkward interaction.

”Qin Mu, why are you here?”

”I came to see if Jian Yan needed help.”

Qin Mu said as she entered.

”Oh, then you take a look, I’ll be leaving!”

Xiaomei’s voice wasn’t loud, but her eyes expressed that she had had her fill of staying there.

Qin Mu watched her leave before closing the door, heading over to the mannequin, and seeing him seriously altering it, she couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh, ”Master, you’ve really worked hard.”

Jian Yan’s face held no expression, but his words were pleasing, ”Indeed, it’s been tough, but I only have one apprentice like you.”

Qin Mu felt moved, having a man other than Mu Yi who cared so much about her, and he was the master she admired the most.

His handwork, each stitch and thread, was so exquisitely meticulous.

”Didn’t you go to do a cameo for some show? How did you come back so soon?”

Lifting his eyes to look at her for a moment, Jian Yan asked.

”Hmm! One take, super quick!”

Qin Mu said with some pride.

”It’s a pity that you weren’t willing to pursue that career, otherwise you’d probably be a hot actress by now,” Jian Yan said, his gaze already fixed back on the wedding dress.

”Being an actress involves dealing with too many issues; I definitely couldn’t stand that sort of extreme lifestyle,” Qin Mu said.

Jian Yan glanced at her, thinking it was good that she always knew what she wanted.

”So why suddenly do a cameo for someone else?”

Jian Yan still questioned her, as a master, how could he not understand his own disciple.

”I was idle anyway, playing around occasionally is okay,” Qin Mu feigned nonchalance.

”As long as you’re aware of your own limits, that’s fine. With your wedding to Mu Yi approaching, try not to argue during this period, okay?”

Jian Yan finally stood up straight, still holding a thread in his hand.

Qin Mu didn’t look at him, her eyes fixed on the wedding dress, and she said softly, almost entreatingly, ”We almost broke up today, we fought to the point of calling off the wedding.”