His Beloved Treasure

Haiming looked out the window as they neared the office, his mood unexpectedly good.

She had even told him to take good care of himself.

His daughter, finally saying words of concern for him!

It was a big step forward.

Right after hanging up the phone, Qin Mu got out of the car, only to glance up and see a pale yellow sports car driving over in the greenery.

Qin Mu stood there, watching from a distance.

Mingzhu got out of the car sporting sunglasses, striding towards her on ten-centimeter high heels, chest puffed out.

”My mom got sick, so I’m back again.”

Qin Mu glanced at her but said nothing else.

”Why don’t you ask why I came to find you?”

Mingzhu always acted haughty in front of her, except for that time when she was almost raped.

Of course, that had been a setup by Qin Mu.

Just to teach her a lesson.

”If you want to say something, just say it. Do I need to ask?”

Qin Mu glanced at her, and since she didn’t plan to invite her into the studio, she stood outside, hands idly in her pants pockets, her gaze listlessly drifting into the distance.

”I just wanted to come and see how you’re doing, to see you’re not doing as well as me.”

Mingzhu realized she said something wrong and quickly added a sentence.

”Don’t be too grateful to me. I’ve always been clear about right and wrong. Even if I saw a thief dying, I would call 120, but I still absolutely despise the thief.”

”What? You, Qin Mu, can you not be so arrogant? Are you calling me a thief now?”

Mingzhu was furious, but when she asked the last question, a guilty conscience made her lower her eyes somewhat.

Qin Mu found her amusing and then shook her head: ”I have work to do, so don’t come in, okay?”

Mingzhu looked up, seeing her already turning to walk inside, she couldn’t help but call out again: ”Hey! Aren’t you supposed to invite me in for a cup of coffee?”

Qin Mu stood on the stairs, turned her eyes back to Mingzhu, and kindly reminded: ”Miss, your mother is lying in the hospital, unable to move. You want to have coffee with me?”

Mingzhu...

Qin Mu sighed helplessly and then walked inside.

Just as Mingzhu was about to chat a bit more, Wang Huanyu’s phone call suddenly came in, startling her into hastily turning back to her own car.

Xiaomei couldn’t help but criticize Mingzhu’s flustered appearance from by the window: ”Such a spoiled young lady, really, driving a fancy car and speaking so rudely. Sigh! Yet she married so well, such a jealous bad girl.”

Qin Mu walked behind her, heard her muttering, and looked out curiously as well.

Mingzhu’s car had left, Xiaomei turned her head and found Qin Mu standing right in front of her, startling her to step back: ”When did you get behind me?”

”Just now! Why are you mumbling to yourself?”

Qin Mu asked her, and then turned around slowly.

Xiaomei looked up suddenly and called out to her: ”Wait!”

Qin Mu turned back to look at her, Xiaomei stepped forward, tiptoeing, lifting her cool small hand to her neck, brushing aside her hair: ”Wow! It’s a special domestic violence case last night, huh!”

Qin Mu instinctively stepped away further from her, watching her warily, her own hands touching her neck.

She had thought her hair covered it, yet this girl still had such sharp eyes.

”Dare to mention domestic violence to me again, and you’ll lose this month’s attendance bonus. Got it?”

As the only person in the studio with an attendance bonus, Xiaomei immediately covered her mouth with her hands: ”My bad! I’m wrong!”

Qin Mu glanced at her, and seeing that she had quieted down, left.

The advertisement she and Li Yu filmed was finally put on satellite TV, and everyone in the studio watched; although Qin Mu watched from the back, seeing everyone else so excited made her feel less thrilled.

It seemed having them excited for her was enough. She prepared to focus on creating, ready to join an event, win a prize, the key point being to make money.

At noon, Mu Yichen drove her to have lunch at AM, and then she received a call from Li Yu.

”It seems pretty good, thanks to you, once again I leave a good impression on the massive fan community.”

”What do you mean by that?”

Qin Mu asked him with a light smile, not quite understanding.

Mu Yichen was right beside her, driving seriously, his expression particularly solemn.

”Thinking of thanking you!”

Li Yu said.

”Just a verbal thanks is fine, I accept it!”

Qin Mu wasn’t too good at chatting with people she wasn’t very familiar with, and with Mu Yichen beside her, she couldn’t talk too long to another man, so she hung up the phone.