His Beloved Treasure

The store manager, holding a brochure, followed behind her and couldn’t help but complain.

Waitress...

”The boss is also a regular customer!”

Qin Mu thought for a moment and added another sentence.

The waitress apologized awkwardly and then went to help her colleague.

”Her name is Wang Fengli, she’s here for an internship.”

Qin Mu nodded without asking further, all the staff here was taken care of by the capable, short-haired store manager.

Qin Mu flipped through the brochure, and her eyes were drawn to the backless long dress on the front page – the weather was neither cold nor hot, quite suitable for wearing such a gown.

”Are you attending some event?”

”Yes! Going to a cocktail party, accompanying President Mu!”

Qin Mu nodded and kept looking through, but in her mind, she had already decided which one to choose.

”Wow, such a loving couple.”

The store manager praised with a smile.

”That’s just for show, our relationship is actually terrible! We’ve been in a cold war since before the New Year.”

Since they were all acquainted, Qin Mu didn’t hide anything and spoke casually.

”Really? It doesn’t show at all.”

The store manager said.

”That’s true! Apart from our family, probably no one can tell.”

In public, they still paid attention to appearances, and normally, they were the kind of people who stick to a fixed daily route.

In the end, Qin Mu still went to try on that dress, with a V-shaped back that beautifully revealed her elegant back.

The front was the same, though much subtler.

Paring it with a pair of ten-centimeter, super-thin stiletto heels, Qin Mu lifted her foot and saw in the mirror the heel hook up the hem of the dress to reveal a long, slender stiletto, and she couldn’t help but say, ”If President Mu makes me angry on the way... with one kick of mine...”

Standing beside her, the store manager felt a shiver run down her spine upon hearing this.

Her boss seemed so demure, but...

She gently put the high heels down, stood firmly in front of the mirror to check herself out from all angles, and casually gathered her hair.

”Should I get my hair done?”

”Yes, you can!”

”Or just fix it up myself!”

Qin Mu looked left and right again. Although she looked good like this, she always felt it could be inconvenient at times, so she gathered the hair at the front, then gently let it loose again.

She did this because she was used to styling models’ hair on the spot, but her muttering left the store manager puzzled.

Originally thinking that on-the-spot alterations might be necessary, she was pleased to find the dress fit just right once worn. Thus, no adjustments to the dress itself were needed. The shoes were already paired, so Qin Mu decided to buy two breast pads to ensure the dress looked its best.

At noon she had a Western meal nearby, the only regret being that she couldn’t drink wine.

In the afternoon, she headed straight to a lingerie counter in a shopping mall.

Mu Yichen drove to her studio just after four o’clock, only to find her new car wasn’t there, but her old banger was still parked.

Thinking it over, he walked inside while calling her, but no one picked up.

Xiaomei said, ”She said she had something to do and went out in the morning, hasn’t come back yet.”

Mu Yichen...

”But she should be back soon, there’s a customer coming to see her later.”

Xiaomei said, lowering her head to glance at her watch - it was about time.

Mu Yichen nodded, then went upstairs to wait for her.

He called her again, but still, no answer.

In fact, she was already on her way back to the studio, thinking it was Xiaomei urging her to meet a customer, so she just sped up, not picking up the call.

As she neared the studio, her car slowed down, and even more so when approaching the parking lot. She tried to reverse into a parking space, but...

Why does it seem so easy for others to park backwards, but for her...

She felt it was a bit difficult to reverse in; pulling out seemed easier.

The car accidentally bumped into another car. Despite the incessant warnings from the in-car audio system, it still collided.

Mu Yichen heard a car alarm going off, sounding like his, so he walked to the window, and then...

He instinctively wanted to get angry, but in the end, just raised his hand and ran it through his hair.

This woman really is...

Doesn’t she realize how powerful the features of her car are?

Or had all the knowledge he passed on been completely wasted on her?

After getting out of the car, Qin Mu couldn’t help thinking about her whole life, reckoning that in the next life she might still have to be his slave.

Then she looked up towards the building. Sure enough, he was standing there watching her, patiently and calmly.

Although Qin Mu couldn’t see clearly, the image of him at this moment freely formed in her mind.