His Beloved Treasure

”Is your wife willing?”

The elder looked at Mu Yichen and asked, thinking of all the grievances and gratitude between them, Qin Mu must not be willing to have any more involvement with Mu Yichen.

”If she were that petty, she wouldn’t have set foot in your Jing Family’s door today.”

Mu Yichen said, then took a white piece from the elder.

The elder...

”Then it’s settled!”

The elder was startled at first but then, seeing the strategy, he took one of Mu Yichen’s pieces, feeling quite content.

——

Just as Qin Mu’s car was repaired, someone slashed her tires again. On Friday afternoon, she left work early to pick up her daughter, but ended up calling Feng Fanghua upon seeing her tires at the doorstep: ”Mom, my tire is busted. Can you pick up Huanhuan?”

Feng Fanghua agreed without hesitation, only to scold her daughter for not being careful. After accepting the scolding, Qin Mu hung up the phone and took out a new tire.

She thought about fixing it herself but then considered the many men in the studio.

So she went inside to ask for help and sat down with Xiaomei at the wooden steps by the door, resting her cheeks in her palms and saying, ”Did any strange people come to our studio today?”

”I don’t think so? Other than the two guests, no one else!”

Xiaomei thought about it, feeling that the studio was very quiet today; it was just their own people moving about.

”Go check the surveillance!”

Qin Mu’s eyes moved, then she turned to Xiaomei and reminded her.

Xiaomei also snapped back to reality and quickly got up to go inside.

A person in a green tracksuit, wearing a white duckbill cap and a white mask, was acting sneakily...

”Qinqin, Qinqin, come inside quick!”

Xiaomei stood by the front desk, leaning over and shouting toward the entrance.

Hearing her name, Qin Mu got up, patted her buttocks, and went inside, where she watched the surveillance monitor at the front desk with Xiaomei. Xiaomei rewound the footage and then said to her, ”It looks like a woman! Look at the figure!”

Qin Mu did not speak, just slowly nodded her head.

It was indeed a woman, but she was wrapped up so tightly.

Qin Mu was puzzled, wondering who would be so bored as to torment her like this.

She rewound and watched many times, but couldn’t figure out who the seemingly fragile woman could be.

None of the people she knew dressed like that.

However...

Who would commit such acts in their everyday clothes? So, was that clothing specially prepared?

That evening, Qin Mu drove home still feeling gloomy, and Feng Fanghua was perplexed, asking her, ”Who have you offended recently?”

”How could I? How could I possibly be offending people all the time?”

Qin Mu immediately retorted.

”Then what happened? Who would slash your car’s tires without reason? Or did you take someone else’s parking spot when driving?”

Feng Fanghua pondered and curiously asked her.

Qin Mu...

Taking someone else’s parking spot?

The places she drove to always had plenty of parking spots.

Nobody else could use the spot behind her car at the fashion store’s entrance but her, and there was an abundance of parking spaces at the factory. She hardly ever went anywhere else, so who would go so far to seek revenge on her?

”We’ll see when Yichen comes home if he has stirred up any trouble,”

Mu Zihao thought and said.

Feng Fanghua looked at her husband unhappily: ”Why don’t you think something good of your son?”

”Are you suggesting that Mumu’s admirer would slash her tires?”

Qin Mu...

Feng Fanghua...

Mu Zihao sighed helplessly: ”What else could it be?”

Qin Mu immediately put the tire issue aside, only thinking that if it were Mu Yichen who had provoked another woman, she would murder him first and then divorce him, not wanting this husband at all.

When Mu Yichen came home, the stern looks from his parents and his wife’s glaring eyes scared him into sitting on the edge of the sofa without daring to lean back, sitting upright and looking at them with a pair of dark eyes: ”What’s the matter? Is there something on my face?”

He raised his hand to touch his face.

”Have you been getting close with any woman recently?”

Mu Zihao was the first to interrogate him.

Mu Yichen...

Is this really his own father?

”Are you guys okay?”

Mu Yichen asked, frowning in confusion.

He wondered what on earth had happened that day to make these three people look at him with concerted anger.

”Your wife’s car tires were slashed. Tell me, is that nothing?”

Feng Fanghua asked.

Qin Mu just looked at him without speaking, but her eyes clearly spelled out her intention to tear him apart.

After the shock, Mu Yichen couldn’t help laughing: ”Although this incident is a bit strange, for you to put the blame on me like this, I am truly accused unjustly!”