His Beloved Treasure

In the afternoon, after Helian Hao and Jing Feng left, Qin Mu and Mu Yichen were sitting downstairs, but Qin Mu was distracted the whole time.

Mu Yichen was reading the news. Seeing her serious expression, he also lowered his gaze and suddenly remembered that when she went upstairs with Helian Hao, what did these two women talk about?

Later, Qin Mu slightly hesitated before lowering her head.

Mu Yichen looked at her but did not ask anything.

”Zhang Rujia has been diagnosed with uterine cancer!”

Qin Mu said it.

Mu Yichen’s gaze flickered, then he looked back at her.

”This woman, she’s finally gotten her comeuppance!”

Her expression was still serious, and there was a bit of arrogance when she spoke those words.

But there was no joy!

Some memories, they keep her from feeling happy.

But after speaking, she got up from the sofa: ”I’m going to nap with Chengcheng for a while, entertain yourself.”

Mu Yichen slightly raised his eyes, knowing she needed some time alone, so he did not go after her to disturb her.

Just watching her fleeting figure stepping up the stairs, his heart also felt a bit sour.

Helian Hao actually heard it from their department head; she hasn’t been working recently.

However, Helian Hao telling Qin Mu about this had no particular meaning; Qin Mu knew they were just talking casually.

But...

On Monday as soon as Qin Mu started working, Zhang Rujia came to find her.

Zhang Rujia was holding a cup of tea downstairs, her makeup done as usual, wearing strikingly bright red lipstick, so other than her physique not being great, nothing seemed off.

”I think I need to meet you, or perhaps I should kneel down and beg for your forgiveness.”

Zhang Rujia’s tears were slipping down, her voice full of grievances as tears rolled down her cheeks.

Qin Mu watched her place the water glass on the table and then kneel down.

The two of them had not stopped tormenting each other over the years, fighting back and forth, until now...

Actually, during this period when they did not provoke each other, Qin Mu found life quite peaceful.

”At most you just remove the uterus? You’re at this age and you’re not going to have children, what are you doing looking like this?”

Qin Mu coldly asked her.

”I want to remarry your father! Mumu, since you already know my situation, I won’t hide it from you, my only wish now is to remarry your father. If you agree to convince him, I will not only kowtow here to admit my guilt, but I will also go to your mother’s gravestone to confess, I promise, I will do as I say.”

Qin Mu looked at her, finding her words laughable.

”If what you have is an incurable disease, if you are about to die—”

Qin Mu just looked straight at the woman kneeling not far in front of her, suddenly stopping mid-sentence.

”Only if you have an incurable disease would you pity me? Only then would you have a bit of compassion?”

Zhang Rujia’s trembling lips showed her plight.

”No! Even if you were dying, I wouldn’t blink. I would only go to my mom’s grave to tell her that you finally got the retribution you deserved, dead.”

Qin Mu emphasized particularly harshly on the last two words.

”Why are you so cruel?”

”I’m just following in the footsteps of some people! When you drove me out of the house back then, you never thought about today, did you?”

Qin Mu looked at Zhang Rujia’s knees on the ground, only regretting not throwing a pile of glass shards there.

But on the surface, apart from being aloof, she remained very calm.

Zhang Rujia stared at her, and it took a while for her to calm down again, convincing herself to kneel closer to her: ”I swear, I’ll do whatever you ask in the future, just let me remarry your father.”

”I can’t influence his matters with you, just like I can’t influence his matters with my mother.”

Qin Mu told the truth, albeit ruthlessly.

”No! When your dad and I were good, you were still in your mom’s belly, later, if your mom wasn’t so extreme, maybe I never would have had the chance to marry your dad, perhaps your family of three would have been just fine.”

”So, what right do you have to be here asking me to convince Qin Haiming to remarry you? Do you even know what you are?”

”What?”

Zhang Rujia’s voice was weak; initially, it was just pain in some parts of her body, but later she felt pain all over, and even now as she knelt there, she tried her best.

”We’ve been fighting for several years, right? Openly and secretly, if you died, all this would also end.”

Qin Mu said coldly, staring at Zhang Rujia’s frail shoulders, looking coldly, then getting up.

”See the guest out!”