His Beloved Treasure

Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao rose from the sofa when they heard the noise, ready to go to the dining room for dinner.

Feng Fanghua turned to look at Qin Mu with such a fake smile and then lowered her head again, ”Do you still remember what I told you in Paris?”

”Ah?”

Qin Mu was taken aback, playing casually with the bag in her hand.

Feng Fanghua was so angry that she stopped talking and just took Huanhuan, who was eating a lollipop, to wash his hands.

When the maid came to take her bag away, Qin Mu followed her and then asked in a low voice while pulling Feng Fanghua’s arm, ”Mom, what are you talking about?”

Huanhuan also curiously looked at Grandma, wondering what special little secret Grandma had told Mom.

After entering the restroom, Feng Fanghua closed the door and turned to her, ”What’s on your mind all day? Didn’t I say if you don’t make up when you come back, you’ll move back to the apartment?

Qin Mu...

Huanhuan felt like she had been jabbed by those words and licked her lollipop harder.

”Huanhuan, if you eat so many lollipops every day, your teeth will get worms, stop eating, and throw it in the trash can.”

Qin Mu couldn’t help but remind her as she looked down at her younger daughter’s peculiar expression.

”This is from school today, it was given to her by other kids, she treasures it.”

Feng Fanghua reminded her, meanwhile giving her another scrutinizing look, wondering if she was deliberately changing the subject?

”Anyway, I’m giving you and your husband another two days. If you don’t reconcile, don’t come back here and bother me.”

As Feng Fanghua said this, she began to help her granddaughter wash her hands.

Huanhuan held the lollipop in her mouth, unwilling to throw it away.

She wouldn’t throw it away even when saliva was dripping down; Qin Mu found it disgusting, so she grimaced.

However, Huanhuan was amused by her mother and suddenly laughed out loud, and as she did, the lollipop slipped out with the saliva.

Qin Mu...

She really felt like vomiting.

The little girl just stood there, dumbfounded at the lollipop that had fallen on the sink.

”Don’t be sad, Huanhuan, Grandma will buy you more another day.”

Feng Fanghua saw the tears welling up in Huanhuan’s eyes and immediately began to console her, fearing her granddaughter would cry and either hurt her skin or damage her vocal cords — she was so tender-hearted toward her.

It was as if her granddaughter was a treasure, without a single flaw.

Qin Mu stood by and watched Feng Fanghua coax her daughter, finding herself at a loss for words.

She felt envious of how lucky Huanhuan was to have such a wonderful grandmother.

”Mom! Please be more lenient with Mu Yichen and me!”

Qin Mu pleaded softly beside Feng Fanghua, almost like a daughter wheedling her mother.

”Hmph! Don’t forget whose mother I am!”

Feng Fanghua reminded her.

Qin Mu wasn’t upset at all; for some reason, their relationship had been improving, so much so that if Feng Fanghua called Qin Mu the real mother of Mu Yichen, she wouldn’t feel down about it, only coquettish.

During the meal, Feng Fanghua glanced at Qin Mu, who in turn looked at Mu Yichen and then suddenly put a piece of green vegetable in his bowl, ”President Mu, eat more!”

Mu Yichen...

Mu Zihao also looked over at his daughter-in-law in surprise.

But Qin Mu winked at Mu Yichen, ”Eat! Mom said you’ve been too skinny lately, you need to eat more.”

Mu Yichen...

Feng Fanghua sighed helplessly, then lowered her head before eating and said, ”I never said that.”

The father and son were completely confused, while Huanhuan was eating on the side, smiling foolishly.

After dinner, Huanhuan went upstairs to take a bath with Feng Fanghua, and then they read books.

Mu Zihao sat in a single armchair reading for a while, observing the uncomfortable couple, and then set down his newspaper, ”Xiaomu, what did your mother tell you?”

”Ah? She didn’t say anything.”

Qin Mu didn’t know why, but after snapping back to reality, he felt a sigh of relief.

Mu Yichen, however, seemed to think of something, but he certainly wouldn’t point it out.

”If your mom says anything, don’t take it to heart. She, you know, has a sharp tongue but a soft heart and won’t really be angry with you.”

Mu Zihao still didn’t quite understand the current relationship between his wife and his daughter-in-law.

Qin Mu nodded her head but thought to herself that Feng Fanghua might not really be angry with her, but it was very possible that she could drive her and Mu Yichen out.

She definitely didn’t want to be driven out, at least it was warmer here; if it were just the two of them elsewhere, she couldn’t even bear to think about it.

”Madam, is it time to feed the young master now?”

The nanny came downstairs and asked her.

”Right away!”

Qin Mu responded and then stood up, ”Then Dad, I’m going upstairs!”

”Mhm!”

Mu Zihao nodded, and Qin Mu went upstairs. As for Mu Yichen, she ignored him and didn’t even glance at him.

Mu Yichen...

After his daughter-in-law had left, Mu Zihao asked his son, ”Stop frowning, with your abilities, isn’t it easy to tame your wife?”

Mu Yichen looked up at his father.

”But don’t be too forceful. Women still like it when men are gentle.”

”Dad! You’ve been so gentle that you’ve been under Madam Feng’s thumb for so many years.”

Mu Yichen kindly reminded him, not knowing where his father saw him as being very assertive.

”Humph! I’m willing to let your mom have the upper hand for a lifetime, what’s wrong with that? Aren’t I still the one who makes the decisions on important matters at home? Women can have a temper; isn’t it better to just indulge her? I’ve heard that you’ve been pursuing your wife these days! Be careful that your forcefulness doesn’t drive her into another man’s arms, not every man is like Jian Yan, willing to fulfill the wishes of the woman he loves.”

Mu Zihao had to kindly remind his own son.

After all, who hasn’t been young?

Who hasn’t been so entangled in love that they were dazed?

But when the sun rises, who is it that you really want to see, who do you truly desire the most?

Don’t wait until you’ve lost it to suddenly realize that just a slight change in approach could have let a relationship that was about to end return to its original beauty.

But according to Qin Mu’s feeling, had there ever been anything beautiful between them?

Mu Zihao then also went back to his room, leaving Mu Yichen alone in the living room.

After ten o’clock, he thought about it and then sent a WeChat message to Madam Feng, starting with a red envelope.

He only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Madam Feng accepted it and then sent another message.

Hearing a door upstairs, Mu Yichen quietly waited, then watched as the expression on the TV was no longer so gloomy, his eyes also filled with a barely concealable, quietly emerging joy.

Feng Fanghua took her grandson to her own room, muttering as she laid him on the bed, ”Your son is becoming craftier by the day, no wonder Mumu is annoyed with him.”

”As parents, it’s only right for us to help them out. Watching them bicker all the time makes us uncomfortable too, right? Plus, your dad is coming back next month, and it won’t be good for him to see them still not reconciled.”

Mu Zihao, sitting on the bed, looked at the little one with big eyes and perked ears listening to their conversation and couldn’t help but feel his lips spreading into a sweet smile.

Mu Yichen went upstairs at eleven, by which time Qin Mu had already taken a shower, lain on the bed, and...

Was pretending to be asleep!

The moment Mu Yichen opened the door, she immediately dead-pressed the phone in her hand and then closed her eyes to feign sleep.

Mu Yichen walked over for a look; Qin Mu’s breathing was very faint, almost as if she were holding her breath in fear of being caught pretending to sleep.

Mu Yichen saw that her hand hadn’t completely dropped the phone and lifted his eyelids resignedly then silently turned to the bathroom.

She wasn’t a child anymore, yet sometimes her actions were childish and, unexpectedly...

He sighed inwardly and then lowered his head to push open the bathroom door.