His Beloved Treasure

But what is even rarer is that Mu Yichen is criticizing his own sister, the one he’s always secretly cherished.

”So, if I’m too busy with work, does that mean you can’t not support me, and get into arguments or have a cold war with me?”

Qin Mu’s eyes darted around, suddenly changing the topic.

Off guard, Mu Yichen looked at her, his dark eyes looked like they could devour someone.

Qin Mu chuckled: ”If you can’t even do it, how can you expect others to do well? Besides, she’s just a naive girl unaware of the world.”

Mu Yichen...

”I’m going to take a shower!”

Qin Mu didn’t plan on discussing this matter much with him.

But when she was holding her pajamas and about to go to the bathroom, Mu Yichen suddenly turned and looked at her back: ”Were you supporting me while I was busy struggling?”

Qin Mu turned to look at him, still holding her pajamas.

”No, you were in Paris flirting with your male classmate, and if it wasn’t for me going there that day, you might already be someone else’s wife by now, right?”

Mu Yichen suddenly brought up the past.

Qin Mu’s heart twisted painfully.

”What are you talking about?”

”Nothing.”

Mu Yichen glanced at her indifferently and turned to walk towards the bed.

Qin Mu...

How many rifts are there between them? How many misunderstandings?

Did he think she would accept that male classmate’s proposal that year?

Did he think she would marry someone other than him?

Also, did he get something wrong?

When he was striving at home, she didn’t interfere with him at all while she was abroad.

Qin Mu took a shower, and after coming out, she went directly to her side of the bed, preparing to sleep without even looking at him.

Seeing the curtains hadn’t been drawn, she reached out for the remote and closed the curtains, then shut her eyes, falling asleep.

Mu Yichen was still on his phone, a bit irritated by her lack of glance at him. Now, she even dared to be this bold, making him put down his phone and command: ”Turn around and face me.”

Qin Mu ignored him, eyes closed, continuing to prepare to sleep.

”Forgot the house rules? You just signed them not long ago.”

Qin Mu...

”Do you need me to show you the electronic version so you can see all the clauses?”

He turned slightly, speaking as he reached for the phone again.

Qin Mu sat up, glaring at him angrily: ”Why do you bring up our stuff when it’s Mu Qingxin’s issue? Even if you talk about us, why bring up old grudges and act so unreasonable?”

Qin Mu thought she could listen to others complain all night, she wasn’t a child who would only whine.

But she just didn’t want to see him scowling at her so fiercely, making her feel passive, heartbroken.

”So temperamental? Then I won’t bring up anything about the past again.”

Mu Yichen said, then lay down too, turning his back to her.

Qin Mu...

Suddenly felt her leg was a little cold under the covers.

Then angrily kicked him.

Mu Yichen turned angrily, glaring at her.

”Turn around and face me.”

Qin Mu also commanded.

Then Mu Yichen didn’t say a word, just pinned her down.

”Damn, your temper is even bigger than mine now? Huh?”

Mu Yichen asked before biting her to death.

”You’re not allowed to get mad!”

Qin Mu, tearful, still stubbornly complained to him.

Mu Yichen...

Suddenly lost the mood to argue with her anymore.

”Alright! Just suddenly remembered and said a bit more. I’m still the Mu Yichen who loves you the most.”

”Hmph! You’re the Mu Yichen who can make me angry the most. If I’m ever angered to death, it would definitely be thanks to you.”

”Really?”

”Yeah! No one else has such power.”

Somehow, she didn’t seem so angry anymore, though still complaining with words.

Mu Yichen looked at the woman in his arms, whose face was gradually becoming rosy, then suddenly smiled, resting his forehead against hers: ”Fool! How could I ever really make you so angry you die! I still need you to be with me for the rest of my life.”

Qin Mu was moved upon hearing that, but still felt it wasn’t about being with him for the rest of life; in his life, the years she was absent weren’t many, so she should be considered someone who’s been by his side all his life.

Besides, didn’t he almost make her furious just now?

Qin Mu looked at him with stubborn eyes, not wanting to deal with him anymore.

Mu Yichen lowered his gaze to kiss her, Qin Mu felt him cradle her face. His indifferent lips were about to approach hers when she deliberately dodged aside.

Mu Yichen missed, unconsciously maintaining his kissing posture.

Under the dim floor lamp not far away, both their faces were somewhat blurred, yet seemed tender.

The man’s chilling breath gently sprayed on the side of the woman’s face, as if a moment frozen in time. The woman’s face slightly turned aside.

Mu Yichen chuckled suddenly, and the next moment, pinching her chin, he found her lips and bit down hard on them.

Qin Mu immediately dared not to struggle anymore, just painfully knitting her beautiful brows tightly.

”Still dare to backtalk?”

When Mu Yichen let go of her, his deep voice threatened.

Qin Mu raised her hands to cup his face, staring into his deep eyes, then lifted her head to kiss him, biting him hard.

This time it was Mu Yichen frowning, but he didn’t struggle a bit, instead one hand moved up to her chest.

Qin Mu instantly felt defeated and let go of him, yet looked at him angrily: ”No way.”

Mu Yichen’s charming eyes looked at her: ”Suit yourself!”

Qin Mu...

Every time he says ”suit yourself” in such moments, it’s his way of reminding Qin Mu that he also will do as he pleases.

——

The next morning.

The Mu Family’s living room welcomed their new companions, two robots named Little K.

Huanhuan’s request, though Huanhuan was at school, not at home, so they were temporarily taken over by someone else.

Feng Fanghua looked down, holding Ziyu, seeing Ziyu babbling, big eyes staring at the two white robots far away, which surprisingly moved to the sound, as if dancing.

Feng Fanghua couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight.

Mu Qingxin got up after brushing her teeth, coming out of her room, feeling as hungry as if she could eat an elephant, grabbed her tousled hair and came downstairs: ”Mom, is there anything to eat?”