His Beloved Treasure

”He suddenly came over, I didn’t ask why!”

Qin Mu glanced towards the coffee area, then lowered her head and spoke to him again.

”Straight home from the store?”

Mu Yichen asked again.

”Yeah!”

Qin Mu replied.

”See you tonight then!”

Mu Yichen hung up the phone, then turned with the box in his hand, walked to his desk, and gently placed the box at the edge of the desk, his gaze fixed on it, his brows furrowed.

He feared that the gift inside the box couldn’t make her happy either.

Just like last night, although she didn’t spoil the mood, at times her eyes clearly denied what he had done.

Tall and straight figure, sharp and distinct profile, exquisitely handsome features, yet none of these could satisfy her.

She’s a person who starts and stays loyal to looks, but is never satisfied with just that.

Mu Yichen was silent, for a long time!

By evening when he returned home, he was still fiddling with the box in his hand.

Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao were watching TV on the sofa. Seeing him playing with a delicate little box in his hand as he came in, Feng Fanghua couldn’t help but prod the engrossed Zihao.

Zihao glanced at her, and in passing saw his son, then said with a smile, ”You came back early today.”

”Yeah! Has Qin Mu not come home yet?”

Mu Yichen answered and sat down nonchalantly on the sofa, his hands gently playing with the box.

Feng Fanghua saw that his eyes were fixed on the box and thought for a bit, then said to him, ”Gifting jewelry is really tacky.”

Upon hearing his son was giving a gift, Zihao took another look at his son and then, smiling at his own wife, said, ”Never mind, I’ll give you one tomorrow too. Let’s not worry about his, his is his own business.”

Mu Yichen...

”Who’s eager for him to send it anyway?”

Feng Fanghua muttered immediately after Zihao exposed her thoughts, and stood up with her back straight, ready to walk away.

Mu Yichen then came to his senses, leaning forward to place the box on the table, ”For you!”

Feng Fanghua immediately turned back, incredulously staring at her son, ”For me?”

”Yeah!”

Mu Yichen replied.

Thinking that if it were given to Mrs. Mu, she would probably suspect something, it’s better to give it to Ms. Feng, who will surely cherish it.

”I’m back!”

Just as Feng Fanghua picked up the jewelry box, Qin Mu returned.

Standing behind Feng Fanghua and seeing the box she opened, Qin Mu couldn’t help but exclaim, ”Wow! That’s so beautiful!”

”It’s alright!”

Feng Fanghua glanced at her son, her eyes seemingly warning him that she would never let it go if he dared to take it back.

And Mu Yichen was shocked looking at Qin Mu; she thought it was beautiful?

”I’ve seen this necklace in a fashion magazine before, it seems to be designed by a famous European designer... for expressing love between lovers. Did Dad give it? I heard there are only ten in the world, Dad actually managed to get one, that’s amazing!”

Qin Mu went on to look admiringly at Zihao. She had known before that Dad loved Mom, but now she realized how romantic Dad could be.

Zihao...

”Cough cough!”

Zihao coughed uncomfortably a couple of times, with Qin Mu asking in confusion, ”It wasn’t Dad who sent it?”

As soon as Feng Fanghua heard that it was a symbol of affection, she almost blew out in anger, just when she was about to try it on, she threw it back: ”Take it back, take it back, you can’t just give gifts without explanation, can you?”

Feng Fanghua once again stood up.

Qin Mu, who was leaning on her back, quickly stood up as well, fearing she might bump into her chin.

After Feng Fanghua left, Qin Mu looked at Zihao in confusion and then turned to her husband sitting beside her. Seeing his somewhat displeased look, did he buy it?

Qin Mu didn’t know what had happened before she came home, but she was clear that he didn’t want to give her the necklace anymore.

So, she didn’t accept it, simply saying: ”I’ll go see what delicious food we have for dinner tonight.”

Qin Mu went after Feng Fanghua, and Zihao took a look at his son, just uttering, ”Mission unaccomplished!”

Mu Yichen...

Always guessing wrong, Mu Yichen sighed helplessly, then leaned over to pick up and close the box, stood up, and went upstairs.

At dinner time, Feng Fanghua was continuously upset, so Qin Mu coaxed her: ”Mom, if you like it, just wear it. As long as you’re happy and it looks beautiful on you, think of it as a little gift from me and Yichen to you.”

On hearing that, Feng Fanghua looked up at Qin Mu: ”You’re willing?”

”I don’t usually like to wear jewelry at work, and you know there are so many pieces I’ve never touched in the upstairs cabinet, so don’t overthink it, just go ahead and wear it.”