His Beloved Treasure

”You’re considerate!”

After listening, Feng Fanghua felt that what Qin Mu said made sense. After all, Qin Mu didn’t like wearing jewelry, and if Qin Mu gave it to her, she could explain it to others.

The whole world had only ten of them; thinking about it made her a bit excited.

Qin Mu turned to look at Mu Yichen: ”Later, bring the necklace to Mom’s room.”

Mu Yichen didn’t speak. He lifted the red wine glass next to him and drank a glass of wine: ”I’m done eating! I have plans to meet Qiao Yi, I’ll be back late! The necklace is in the bedside drawer, you can get it for Mom later.”

He said this, his dark eyes glancing at Qin Mu, then he got up and left.

Huanhuan had been sitting there eating without speaking. Only after watching her father leave did she suddenly mutter: ”Is Daddy going to drink with Uncle?”

The moment she heard Qiao Yi, Huanhuan thought of alcohol.

”What is going on with you two? Why are you at odds again?”

Feng Fanghua touched Huanhuan’s little head to let her continue eating, then looked up at Qin Mu to ask. She was really driven mad by this couple’s quarrels.

But Qin Mu really didn’t understand what happened.

After dinner, she went upstairs with Huanhuan.

After the bath, the mother and daughter lay on the bed, and Huanhuan couldn’t help but ask her: ”Mom, are you unhappy?”

”Huh? A little bit!”

Qin Mu glanced at Huanhuan and then hugged her while looking at the ceiling.

Sometimes the two seemed to understand each other very well, but at times they couldn’t see through each other at all, and Qin Mu felt a bit suffocated.

”Dad seems unhappy too, Mom, I have a good idea!”

Huanhuan suddenly became shy.

Qin Mu turned her head to look at her: ”What good idea?”

For some reason, she couldn’t help but want to smile; a little girl even wanted to give her advice.

”Mom can play a kissing game with Dad!”

Huanhuan suddenly said this and then shyly covered her little face.

Qin Mu...

Thought to herself, this kid is acting beyond her age.

But really, a kissing game might soothe the symptoms but not cure the root cause.

Unless the key issue is resolved, everything else is merely seasoning.

However, Qin Mu then looked down at Huanhuan and felt very moved—Huanhuan was now giving her mother advice.

In a blink, Huanhuan had grown up so much, from that little baby to now...

Each and every moment, reminiscing about it, she thought, if she were to write down everything after Huanhuan was born, it would probably fill a very thick book.

The air conditioning in the princess room was quite powerful, and Qin Mu pulled the light blanket over Huanhuan’s shoulder a bit.

After Huanhuan fell asleep, the room was quiet, and Qin Mu just lay beside her, keeping her company.

Actually, Huanshuan was a bit sad that night when she told Qin Mu that seven kids in her class were sleeping on their own, and she also wanted to sleep by herself, but now, Qin Mu was quite used to being by Huanhuan’s side.

It seemed that when feeling empty inside, she especially wanted Huanhuan’s company.

When Mu Yichen came back, it was almost midnight, and Qin Mu was still tossing and turning in bed. Hearing his return, she immediately sat up.

Mu Yichen thought she was already asleep. When he entered the room, a soft light was turned on. He glanced at the bed, then asked, ”Not asleep yet?”

”Hmm! Why did you come back so late?”

Qin Mu asked, watching him head towards the bathroom.

”Qiao Yi wasn’t feeling great, so we chatted a bit longer.”

Qin Mu slowly leaned against the headboard, watching as his figure disappeared into the bathroom, and she sighed helplessly inside.

He was getting quite fluent at giving her perfunctory responses.

The room was so quiet it felt suffocating. Qin Mu looked up, and her long eyelashes fluttered upward like butterfly wings.

He forgot to bring his pajamas, so after showering, he came out only wrapped in a towel, his muscular chest fully captured in her view as he approached her.

Qin Mu had already picked out his pajamas and put them on his side of the bed. Mu Yichen looked down, then removed the towel and tossed it away, indifferent to her gaze as he casually put on a tank top and then shorts.

Qin Mu then looked down at the ring on her hand and as soon as he lay down, she immediately pounced into his arms.

Mu Yichen was completely unprepared for her sudden action, which startled him, but the next moment he was looking down at her.

Qin Mu didn’t look at him, just held him and then closed her eyes to sleep.

Mu Yichen then adopted the position she liked, with one arm around her and the other hand under his head, still thinking about some things.

Later, when Qin Mu really fell asleep, he found himself unable to sleep at all.

Watching her turn over with her back to him, Mu Yichen’s eyebrows twitched slightly, then he just lay there staring at the ceiling again.

Qiao Yi said they had reached the seven-year itch, but they hadn’t even been married for five years.

——

In the morning, raindrops pitter-pattered against the windowsill, wetting the originally clean window.

The grass and trees outside were all cleansed and watered.

Qin Mu had a dream and suddenly got inspired; she didn’t even wash her face before rushing to the study to draw a design.

After waking up, Mu Yichen habitually reached for her side of the bed, and only when he felt she wasn’t there did he slowly open his eyes, still frowning.

She was not there.

He got up and looked to the other side.

The room was quiet, she wasn’t in the bathroom.

So early...

He squinted outside, then threw off the covers and got out of bed.

After breakfast, Qin Mu went to the studio. While looking for something in the bedroom, she suddenly saw that bag in the deepest part of the closet.

It was a suit she had planned to give to Mu Yichen.

Her gaze flickered as she asked herself, ”How many years has it been!”

This suit had been with her for too many years.

He had complained to her more than once for not designing suits for him.

She also thought of giving it away more than once, but...

Now the suit was still lying in her own wardrobe.

”Mu Yichen!”

Her lips parted slightly, and those three words came out as an exclamation.

She bent her head and thought for a while, then looked up to find the necklace she needed, closed the closet, and left.

Xiaomei ran upstairs from below: ”Mrs. Wang has been waiting for a long time, did you find it?”

”Mm!”

Qin Mu handed the necklace to Xiaomei, who then bustled downstairs with it, and Qin Mu followed behind casually.

Mrs. Wang’s neck seemed a bit thick, but she didn’t disdain herself and actually felt quite beautiful.

After putting on her evening dress and adding the necklace, she couldn’t help but touch her own neck and boast: ”Oh my, I have never felt my neck this fair and tender before.”

Watching from the side, the staff members were almost unable to restrain their laughter, but everyone’s professionalism was quite good, and they just stood by with the best-looking posture.

Qin Mu didn’t go downstairs later, she watched for a while from the stairs, and seeing Mrs. Wang so happy, she didn’t go down to greet her anymore but turned back upstairs.

Xiaomei and another female colleague entertained Mrs. Wang so well that when Mrs. Wang left, she wore their evening dress and even said, ”Oh my, I was planning to wait for your delivery, but they asked me to get ready an hour earlier on short notice, so I thought I wouldn’t bother you all and came by myself. I didn’t expect you to even spend a necklace on me, please thank your boss for me.”

”You have been our valued customer for a long time, no need to be polite, please!”

Xiaomei said to her graciously, then walked forward to open the back door of her private car for her.

Mrs. Wang, pleased with the treatment, nodded at them and then got into the car, not forgetting to wave to the two of them with presidential-lady-like dignity from inside the car.

”Oh my!”

After sending Mrs. Wang off, Xiaomei was emotional for a long time, sometimes she really felt she wasn’t quite like a woman, no wonder Zhao Huai wanted to be ”brothers” with her.

However, just as Xiaomei and her colleague were about to go inside, they saw the blue Porsche parked at their studio’s doorstep again.

Li Yu took off his sunglasses and looked at the two girls who turned their heads to look at him: ”Is Qin Mu here?”

”She is!”

Xiaomei was first taken aback, then nodded blankly.

——

At night, Qin Mu said to Mu Yichen after returning home: ”Li Yu asked me to star in a commercial.”