His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu raised her eyes to look at him and gradually calmed down, but then she lowered her gaze, no longer wanting to see him.

She had made it clear that there was something wrong with that woman.

She didn’t know why Zhuo Wen was in this room, nor did she know why Zhuo Wen was on him; she didn’t know if anything had happened between them.

She didn’t even care anymore, willing to let go of everything.

Looking at him, she couldn’t muster any strength.

They were no longer the children they once were.

Thinking of her actions just now, she unconsciously scoffed at herself, then raised her hand, her head bowed, palm pressing against her tearful eyes and forehead.

Her head hurt like hell.

She was already irritable enough.

She had sat in the café for so long, thought so much, and just when she had finally convinced herself to carry on as usual, she returned to see all this.

She had wanted to ask him if he had a headache from drinking too much, had even planned to have a meal with him and then go home to see the elders.

In her pocket, she had even prepared medicine to treat post-drinking headaches.

But now, she couldn’t bring herself to say any words of concern to him.

She couldn’t bring anything out, only feeling that since Zhuo Wen arrived at the house, she had made things clear to him; but she felt there were still so many unresolved issues between them.

Suddenly, she was terribly frightened.

She didn’t know how many more conflicts they would have.

She didn’t know what she should do if he really had done something with Zhuo Wen.

Really kill Zhuo Wen?

And then go to prison?

What about the children?

Once, she had resented her mother for dying and leaving her alone in this world.

Just now, she had nearly made the same mistake.

She suddenly hated herself for being so uncollected, so irrational.

After much turmoil, she finally lifted up her tearful eyes again.

”You’re fine, but I have a problem.”

Her voice was still hoarse, not as hysterical as before, tough and sad.

Wiping away her tears, she shook her head in denial, unwilling to admit: ”Mu Yichen, I don’t want to see you anymore.”

Mu Yichen tried to come closer, but Qin Mu immediately raised her hand: ”Don’t come near me. For the time being, I really can’t bring myself to be calm. I want to move out of the Mu Family temporarily.”

She didn’t even look up, just refused to have any more close contact with him.

It felt as though the heating in the living room had suddenly stopped.

The air grew still.

She walked past the sofa to leave, picking up the coat that was on the floor.

When she stood up, she took a deep breath, unable to see the road ahead clearly.

”I’ll move out!”

Mu Yichen spoke in a deep voice as she approached the doorway, his dark gaze fixed intently on her slim retreating figure.

Qin Mu stopped for a few seconds, the coat draped over her arm, and then, with force, she opened the door.

The children needed her, and she knew she couldn’t go far.

If he was willing to move out, that was for the best.

”Whatever happens, don’t wander off and worry our parents. As long as you promise me that, I’ll move out.”

Mu Yichen reminded the woman about to leave one last time.

In his deep voice, exhaustion was evident.

Qin Mu held her breath and, even after hearing his words, didn’t turn back; after leaving, she closed the door behind him.

Mu Yichen knew she had agreed, but when he looked down at his shirt, thinking of how Zhuo Wen had touched it, he was so angered that he immediately took off the shirt from his arm and furiously threw it on the ground.

He had someone eavesdrop on Zhuo Wen’s room, but nothing unusual happened there.

He thought that Qin Mu must have made a mistake, given that Zhuo Wen had always had a good relationship with her fiancé.

It wasn’t until just now that he realized how truly inscrutable women can be.

Never try to analyze a woman with a simple mind; that’s absolutely wrong.

Afterward, he showered and treated his wounds himself.

On the floor, the knife still lay there, dried bloodstains on it.

Qin Mu stood in front of Zhuo Wen’s room, with Wang Yin, the manager of the guest department, and two male attendants following behind her.

”Come in ten minutes after I exit,” she said to them before pushing the door open.

”Okay!”

”Don’t tell Mu Yichen!”

Qin Mu added seriously, and after receiving assurances from Wang Yin and the butler, she pushed open the door and entered.

If Mu Yichen knew, he would surely try to stop her.

If she couldn’t kill Zhuo Wen, then at the very least, she couldn’t let Zhuo Wen get off so easily.