His Beloved Treasure

Now that Zhuo Wen’s fiancé was at Mu Yichen’s mercy, he had no choice but to nod and leave.

Zhuo Wen, however, was shocked by his actions.

She had always thought that this man would stay by her side no matter what.

Qin Mu pulled out a chair and sat down, then crossed her arms as she coldly observed the woman on the hospital bed, ”Didn’t you have something to tell me? Speak now.”

Qin Mu’s intimidating presence was nothing like the gentle and affable demeanor she exhibited at the Mu Family’s home.

Zhuo Wen, seeing Qin Mu like this and thinking of her own situation, unconsciously seemed less defiant.

”I haven’t done anything with Mu Yichen.”

Zhuo Wen said.

Qin Mu let out a cold laugh, ”Even if you did, I wouldn’t care.”

Zhuo Wen looked at her skeptically, ”Are you serious?”

”Absolutely serious! —— As long as he allows me to be Mrs. Mu for one more day, I couldn’t care less who he sleeps with, but I will ensure those women have no future.”

Qin Mu’s cold, indifferent gaze fell on her, and the words that followed, spoken after a pause, were so cold they made her seem heartless.

”You’re with him for his money.”

Zhuo Wen touched upon the most crucial point, realizing that this woman, who seemed not to be greedy, was actually very greedy.

After hearing this, Qin Mu smiled, then looked down at the plain ring on her hand, ”And what about you? What are you greedy for?”

”Me? Of course, I like him as a person, he is the most loyal man I’ve ever met.”

”Anyone would think you were looking for a brother.”

Qin Mu raised her eyes again, just as merciless.

”If it’s only money you want...”

”Zhuo Wen, has anyone ever told you that you are particularly arrogant? To survive, Jing Qing once caused an explosion. What about you? Want to give it a try too?”

Qin Mu asked her coldly.

”What?”

Zhuo Wen felt a tightness in her chest, as if her throat was being squeezed.

”You nearly killed me and my son, do you think this is the end of it?”

Qin Mu reminded her with a cold look, then stood up and walked towards the window with her head bowed.

”I don’t care about your background; you are on my territory now. I also don’t care whether your fiancé is involved in the underworld or not, here in Rongcheng, you still have to play by my rules.”

Qin Mu looked out the window as she spoke, then turned her eyes arrogantly back to the woman on the bed.

Zhuo Wen was so infuriated she felt like she was about to explode; however, she dared not show too much emotion on her face, although she could feel her chest trembling, as if she were about to cough up blood.

Outside, people were waiting quietly for orders, Jiang Zhiyuan lit a cigarette, ”How long has she been here?”

”Less than half an hour; you arrived just after the young mistress did,” said Jiang Zhiyuan’s underling. Jiang Zhiyuan took a deep drag on his cigarette, then raised his eyes to look at the man standing alone, wondering if the guy was so submissive now because Australia was putting the screws on him?

Jiang Zhiyuan wanted to look into the ward, but the door had no glass, so he scratched his temple in irritation and then went to gently knock on the door, ”Xiaomu, that’s enough. If you want something done, let your brother do it for you.”

A girl, he just couldn’t bear to be rough with her.

The people inside heard the shouting outside, yet no one spoke.

It was only Zhuo Wen who shrank at the edge of the bed.

Qin Mu offered to pour her water, but as she was about to take it, he suddenly let go. The scalding water spilled onto her lap, causing her to scream out in pain.

That scream made everyone outside tighten their throats, but Zhuo Wen’s fiancé subconsciously moved toward the door.

Jiang Zhiyuan immediately led people to block the door, ”Young Master Shen, it’s better for you not to go over.”

Although Zhuo Wen’s fiancé felt displeased, he didn’t move forward until, ”She’s already hurt like that, do you still need to torture her?”

”Whether it’s necessary or not, that’s no concern of yours. The key point is that she caused our Xiaomu and Brother Yichen to be unable to be together right after getting married. Her sin is bigger than you think.”

”Then why doesn’t Mu Yichen come over himself?”

asked Zhuo Wen’s fiancé.

”If Brother Yichen came over, that would be a big problem.”

Jiang Zhiyuan smiled.

”Our Brother Yichen just wants to let our Xiaomu vent a little. The good show is still to come.”

Jiang Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes and took a drag of his cigarette.

This entire floor had been booked, and the no-smoking system had been turned off, so at this moment the hallway was quite choking.

The bodyguards behind Jiang Zhiyuan all stood straight in front of Zhuo Wen’s fiancé, and so he turned and walked to the side. Of course, he also knew that when Mu Yichen personally came, that’s when things would really be bad.

Afterward, the room echoed with screams, and the men outside couldn’t help but feel frightened.

One of the underlings said in Jiang Zhiyuan’s ear, ”Bro, could it be that someone’s already been killed?”

”If someone were dead, would there still be screams?”

Jiang Zhiyuan lifted his eyelids, but at this point, he was also feeling a bit numb inside.

After Qin Mu left, Jiang Zhiyuan also departed from the hospital. Before leaving, he looked into the hospital room; Zhuo Wen was still the same as when Qin Mu had first entered, but what about those screams just now?

In fact, Qin Mu had just given her a lecture on human anatomy and casually pointed out a few critical parts of the body.

Huh! Who knew Zhuo Wen was such a coward?

Jiang Zhiyuan went to Mu Yichen’s apartment and saw Mu Yichen lying on the sofa watching TV; he couldn’t help but sigh, ”Xiaomu almost caused a fatality, and here you are, leisurely watching TV.”

Mu Yichen remained silent, lying on the sofa flipping through channels with a remote control.

Jiang Zhiyuan sat down on a single sofa nearby, ”Do you know what Xiaomu did to Zhuo Wen? A woman five years older than her, to be tortured by her until crying out in agony, we, a bunch of men, were scared just listening outside.”

”Her heart was uneasy, letting her make a fuss was also good.”

Mu Yichen simply said and then turned over, raising his eyes to the ceiling lamp, his voice very calm.

”Ha! Your wife might be relieved, but Zhuo Wen’s surely suffered. Before I left, a nurse ran over, it seems she wet the bed.”

Jiang Zhiyuan found it unbelievable when he remembered this, such a grown person, and her limbs were fine. It was just the injury above the neck.

Mu Yichen didn’t speak, just listened quietly.

”Honestly, I never expected Xiaomu to be such a ferocious woman. She looks quite docile. Didn’t you think so too?”