His Beloved Treasure

”Mu Yichen, I’m really angry!”

Qin Mu swore, truly furious to the point of wanting to swallow him whole!

”Angry? I just love it when you’re angry and helpless!”

Mu Yichen whispered softly in her ear, capturing her beautiful earlobe in an instant.

Qin Mu was suddenly out of breath, just wanting him to get lost, her foot kept trying to find his, wanting to stomp on him, but she couldn’t find it.

In the end, Qin Mu was carried out of the bathroom by him. By then, she was already exhausted and ignored him. Mu Yichen stubbornly embraced her from behind, so she didn’t make a sound, and gradually fell asleep like that.

Arguing is too exhausting!

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So, in the morning, Qin Mu got up early, facing the good weather outside, holding Chengcheng, and bringing Huanhuan, they were already playing in the yard.

Huanhuan snatched Chengcheng’s toy from him, grinning innocently: ”Come and get it! Mom, let go of my brother!”

Qin Mu put Chengcheng on the ground, but still held onto his arms with both hands: ”If I let go of him now, he’ll just fall down!”

”When will my brother be able to walk by himself?”

Huanhuan was a little frustrated, wishing her brother would grow up quickly.

And Chengcheng’s big eyes were still staring at the toy in Huanhuan’s hand, as if saying: That’s my toy, sister, what are you doing? Give it back to me!

”Brother, hurry up and walk, you’re already so tall!”

Huanhuan looked at her dear little brother and couldn’t help but sigh, remembering when he was just born.

Qin Mu watched Huanhuan squatting in front and resting her chin in her hands, looking at her brother, and smiled softly.

All the bad mood vanished thanks to her daughter’s little gesture.

”It’s so cold this morning, what are you three doing outside? Hurry back inside!”

Feng Fanghua stood at the door looking out, frowning with some worry.

Qin Mu bent down, holding onto Chengcheng as they walked inside.

As soon as Huanhuan heard her grandma’s voice, she bolted inside.

Since she was still holding Chengcheng’s noisy toy, after seeing his sister run inside, Chengcheng made baby noises and kicked his little legs hard on the ground, taking big steps inside.

Qin Mu felt like her waist was going to break, but she still supported her son seriously as they walked inside.

When Mu Yichen came down from upstairs, he saw Chengcheng being taken from Qin Mu by the nanny, Qin Mu holding her waist and slowly standing straight, looking like she was in severe back pain.

Reflexively, he thought of last night, then slowly descended the stairs.

Actually, at this moment, Mr. Mu, with his somewhat languid posture, looked very handsome. His chiseled features were a bit cold, those dark eyes like glaciers, yet they hit right at one’s heart.

His tall stature, upright posture, combined with his expensive attire, were all attractive points.

But when Qin Mu saw him, she just lazily looked at him, then lowered her head and walked to the kitchen.

Mu Yichen slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, and Huanhuan immediately ran over: ”Good morning, Daddy!”

”Mm! Good morning!”

Mu Yichen lifted his gaze, and now looking at his precious daughter, she seemed much cuter than that woman he sleeps with every day, so he put down the book he had just picked up, then put Huanhuan on his lap: ”Are you having fun at school lately?”

”Yes, and Fanfan has gone back to school too, and sits with me!”

Huanhuan tilted her head happily, narrating to her dad.

Mu Yichen chuckled lightly, his warm palm caressing her soft hair.

Kids are sure easy to please, but how on earth did that kid make his daughter like him so much?

Qin Mu was sitting in the dining room playing on her phone when she received a WeChat message from Jiang Zhiyuan: ”Xiaomu, this woman made me lose sleep last night!”

Qin Mu replied after seeing it: ”Weren’t you two together last night?”

Young Master Jiang: ”She got into some President Wang’s car, and I watched helplessly as she sat beside that man! Crying face! Crying face! Crying face!”

Mr. Mu’s little enemy: ”You poor thing!”

Young Master Jiang: ”...”

Mu Yichen’s little adversary: ”I wonder if Qiao Yi and Xi Meng ended up going back?”

Young Master Jiang: ”Hmph! I just called Qiao Yi, guess who answered?”

Mu Yichen’s little adversary: ”...”

Is there even a need to guess?

When Jiang Zhiyuan sent over those words to Qin Mu, an image immediately popped into her mind, Xi Meng inadvertently answering Qiao Yi’s phone, and then...

Hmm! A man and woman alone in a hotel room, hehe!