His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu looked at Mu Qingxin’s smug little expression and chuckled.

”Qin Mu, did you know that Zhuo Wen has been hospitalized?”

Rolling on her side to face Qin Mu, Mu Qingxin propped her head with one hand and, while asking, her eyes were fixed intently on Qin Mu.

”What are you trying to say?”

Qin Mu asked her.

”Rumor has it that my brother was the one who hit her.”

”Your brother doesn’t hit women, does he?”

Qin Mu’s eyes shifted slightly, then she asked casually.

”Yeah! Logically, that’s the case, but who knows if there might be exceptions? If it really was my brother who did it, then he would probably face a lot of social backlash. If our grandfather finds out, he might beat him half to death.”

”He’s not coming back today.”

Qin Mu thought for a moment, then said quietly.

”He might not come back today, but he will tomorrow night. It’s Chinese New Year’s Eve, and our grandfather definitely won’t let it slide because of that. Zhuo Wen’s grandfather and our family’s old man are as close as brothers. Just think about it.”

Mu Qingxin got up, leaned towards Qin Mu, and whispered looking at the little nephew in Qin Mu’s arms.

Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, and he will definitely come back tomorrow night.

Qin Mu lowered her gaze and gently patted the little one in her arms, silent.

”Ah! The hotel staff are pretty tight-lipped too, not spilling a single word.”

Mu Qingxin sighed as she spoke, as she had indeed tried various ways to get information today. However, even as Yichen’s own sister, she got nothing from them.

But she wasn’t the only one feeling upset. Later that evening, Mu Yichen and Jiang Zhiyuan had agreed to go for drinks. Wang Yin, along with the cleaning staff, had already been waiting at the door, and upon seeing them, he could only say, ”No need to clean.”

”President, the lady of the house says this guest room will be receiving other guests starting tonight.”

”Say that again?”

Mu Yichen, thinking he had misheard, turned around to look at the empty corridor, his eyes filled with annoyance.

”The lady of the house says this guest room will now be reopened to receive guests.”

Although Wang Yin was very nervous, she still informed him since the room had already been arranged for other guests.

Mu Yichen...

He still went out to drink, just feeling very vexed.

That woman could be so heartless, knowing full well his special fondness for that room.

In the private room downstairs, Qiao Yi and Jiang Zhiyuan had already ordered food and were waiting for him. As soon as he arrived, Jiang Zhiyuan instructed the server: ”Pour the wine!”

The server nodded promptly, then went to get the wine bottle to pour for them.

Mu Yichen draped his coat over the back of the chair, walked over and sat down, his expression somewhat sour.

”What’s wrong? Not having fun in your newly-wedded bliss?”

”Or did you have too much fun?”

Jiang Zhiyuan and Qiao Yi teased him, a kind of joking Zhao Huai wasn’t very good at.

”Hmph! Fun? Who did I have fun with?”

Mu Yichen laughed, their astonished expressions visible to him as he recounted the day’s events and then took a big gulp of wine himself.

Qiao Yi, Jiang Zhiyuan, and Zhao Huai exchanged looks before leaning forward slightly: ”Xiaomu hit Zhuo Wen?”

”Xiaomu is actually that violent?”

”Are you sure you’re not mistaken?”

All the surveillance cameras were turned off, but the one Mu Yichen had someone install was inadvertently left on.

Although they couldn’t see anything, they heard everything clearly.

Plus, Wang Yin had confirmed his suspicions that afternoon.

”Hahaha! Our Xiaomu is so impressive, really well done.”

Jiang Zhiyuan laughed heartily, truly amused as he slapped the table.

”Thought we’re going to be schemed against again.”

Zhao Huai let out a sigh of relief as if it were a close call.

Mu Yichen...

”In our view, there is indeed something off about Zhuo Wen.”

Qiao Yi spoke in hindsight.

Mu Yichen turned to look at him, scoffed derisively and wished he could smash a wine bottle over his head.

”Indeed something’s off? Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Mu Yichen asked Qiao Yi pointedly.

”How could I dare say anything out of line to the boss, not knowing if that’s exactly what you wanted in your heart.”

Mu Yichen picked up the wine glass and with a ’bang’,

smashed the glass on the floor, startling all three of them and suddenly silencing the room.

Jiang Zhiyuan turned his head, gesturing to the server.

The server hurriedly went to get the cleaning tools.

Mu Yichen, however, was quite furious.

”Not a single person ever told me there was something wrong with this woman, okay? Now you come to me saying you always knew she was no good? Is this how you be friends?”

Mu Yichen stood up angrily.

This meal, he couldn’t stomach.

He immediately got up and left.

On the long night drive back to the apartment by himself.

She wouldn’t let him return to Mu Mansion, he could only go home.

As for the three men left in the private room, they remained silent for a while.