His Beloved Treasure

”Just like that?”

”And of course, my parents’ issue is the most important. I’ve never dared to take a step forward. Back then, even if it was just a hundred steps between us, if he walked ninety-nine and asked me to take the last one, I still wouldn’t have the courage.”

Mu Qingxin gazed at the woman speaking, her mind suddenly feeling as if it was starting to click.

”What about after that? How did you figure it out?”

”There was Huanhuan. After that, we registered for marriage, settled down in Rongcheng, and everything became different from before. Here, I only have him.”

”Was that love?”

Mu Qingxin doubted, so she asked her outright.

”Of course it was!”

Qin Mu nodded.

Mu Qingxin took another deep breath.

”Will you two still argue in the future?”

”We will! Of course we will! Even if I don’t argue, your brother will. But when he argues, it’s because he’s afraid of losing me. Back then, he was always scared that I’d end up with other guys and miss out on him. Thinking about it, he probably needed someone to be with him the most. Now I regret it, so no matter how much we argue in the future, I won’t leave him again.”

Mu Qingxin finally ran out of words.

”Are you asking me to stay by Jiang Yan’s side?”

”Don’t you want to?”

Qin Mu asked her.

”It’s not that I don’t want to, but why should I humble myself to stay with him? You didn’t have a mom, but I have so many people who pamper me.”

”But he loves you, doesn’t he? Besides you and Ziyu, he has no one else, right? Even though he knows the Mu Family’s influence in Rongcheng, knows your family would oppose it, even your eldest brother might team up with the Jiang Family to clip his wings before they’ve grown strong, he still fell in love with you. He still decided to build that seemingly small but warm little family with you.”

The room fell silent again. Qin Mu said no more, and Mu Qingxin also remained quiet.

Just like that, it stayed hushed and still until dawn.

After breakfast, Mu Qingxin left the Mu Family, taking Ziyu and heading home.

Mu Yichen and Qin Mu watched her depart from the doorway. Then Mu Yichen turned and asked Qin Mu, ”What did you say to her?”

”I don’t even know—just some incoherent stuff.”

Qin Mu glanced at him. She’d forgotten exactly what she said, though it seemed related to him.

Qin Mu’s face grew a bit warm. After speaking, she turned and walked ahead.

Mu Yichen stood there, watching her stride inside. He sighed lightly in resignation before following after her.

Mu Yichen firmly believed it must be related to him.

At noon, the two went out for lunch together. Qin Mu drove while Mu Yichen sat in the passenger seat, handling work. Qin Mu couldn’t help but complain, ”So busy—why bother going out for lunch?”

”It’s been a while since I ate with those few young masters.”

Mu Yichen replied without even looking up.

Qin Mu chuckled softly. Knowing his strong sense of brotherhood, she didn’t grumble further but focused on driving. While descending a slope in the road, she noticed a red car crashed into the stone wall ahead.

Her gaze couldn’t help but be drawn to the wrecked car, its hood smashed and leaking oil.

Instinctively, she began to slow the car down.

The car by the wall, overgrown with green vines, made her breathing shallow.

Mu Yichen glanced up at her, curious about the sudden slowdown. Then he saw the nearly totaled car diagonally across from them.

Qin Mu asked softly, ”Should we go take a look?”

The car had already stopped by the roadside opposite the wreck.

Both got out and stood by their own vehicle, trying to maintain composure as they stared at the smashed car.

Before Qin Mu moved forward, Mu Yichen grabbed her arm and scanned the surroundings. The road was eerily quiet, and he didn’t think approaching was wise at the moment.

”Can you come to Socould Road for a while? There’s been a car accident.”

Mu Yichen held onto Qin Mu as they stood, first calling Yang Bo, sending over a picture, and then contacting nearby emergency services.

While waiting, Qin Mu remembered her own car accident abroad—if a stranger hadn’t stopped to save her, she might’ve died from blood loss, unnoticed because the driver who hit her had fled the scene.

When Mu Yichen looked down, he noticed her slightly tense expression and gripped her hand tightly.

Qin Mu was reminded of the final moments of her mother’s life.

Those scenes overlapped, and when Qin Mu raised her head, she feigned calmness. ”Let’s go over and take a look?”

Mu Yichen nodded slightly.”