His Beloved Treasure

Luo Li slowly revealed the truth bit by bit.

Talking to smart people is actually simpler.

”She wants to compete, and I support her wholeheartedly because I don’t think she will win. I believe you won’t let her win, so you won’t blame me, will you?”

Luo Li asked her again, gently clinking her glass.

Qin Mu sat there with her glass, with her eyebrows slightly raised.

”The fact that you’re so candid with me today, I think I can’t find a reason to blame you!”

Qin Mu took a sip of wine, then put her glass down: ”Luo Jie, feel free to try these dishes. I feel our tastes might be similar.”

”Our tastes might be similar, but I haven’t eaten meat in ten years!”

Qin Mu looked at her incredulously: ”Why?”

”Why else? After having my second child, I started to gain weight. Before, I could slim down through exercise, but eventually, even working hard didn’t yield good results. I had to choose dieting! If my figure becomes undesirable, I really don’t know how I can hold on to that old man and my position as W’s director.”

Qin Mu was momentarily speechless, because she could guess what Luo Li had gone through to reach her current status.

Watching too many dramas or novels? That’s why the imagination is so wild.

A dramatic saga of a mistress rising to power quietly unfolded.

”Oh! My whole life, I’ve been striving – for beauty, for men, for children, for wealth, for capability. But you know what? All I have left after all these years is this outfit.”

Luo Li continued speaking, and when she got emotional, she put down her chopsticks and slowly downed a glass of wine.

”When they see me, they politely call me Sister Luo, but as soon as I turn around, they curse me as a shameless mistress. What can I do? Can I stop them from talking? I can’t, because there are too many mouths. That’s why I hold onto this position tightly, because having borne all that infamy, why shouldn’t I stand here today?”

”When I got together with him, he was already on bad terms with his wife. He told me they were separated and he was going to divorce. Tell me, is that my fault? I was just a naive girl back then, much younger than you are now.”

”Then why not wait for him to divorce?”

If you wait for the man to divorce before being with him, then you’re not a mistress, and don’t have those infamies to bear.

Qin Mu knew Luo Li might not be able to respond to that, but she asked anyway.

”I heard your mom had a car accident because of your dad and that woman, so you must hate mistresses the most.”

Luo Li poured a drink and gulped it down.

Actually, she hadn’t talked about this for many years, but if it weren’t for meeting a girl like Qin Mu today, she wouldn’t have spoken out.

”Indeed!”

Qin Mu took a sip of soup, pursed her lips, and gently placed the spoon back in the bowl.

”Sister Luo, you really don’t need to tell me about your matters! I’m afraid I can’t help with your future, but as long as you don’t set me up, we won’t be enemies for sure!”

Qin Mu raised her eyes, giving her a sharp look.

Luo Li suddenly realized she might have said too much or maybe the alcohol loosened her tongue?

Luo Li looked down at her wine glass, then reached out to touch it lightly, saying softly: ”Sorry! I rarely meet girls like you who can keep secrets, so I couldn’t help it.”

Qin Mu smiled slightly and said: ”Have some soup, fish soup won’t make you fat.”

Luo Li finally let go of her wine glass, sat upright, and started drinking the soup.

The taste of the soup was mild, but she found she actually quite liked it.

”Can I continue speaking? He’s recently been getting close to his ex-wife, and they seem to be planning a trip to the Antarctic! At their age, they still want to go to the Antarctic together, why didn’t they act so loving earlier?”

Luo Li shrugged, and tears fell from her eyes.

Qin Mu held her breath, just watching her.

In the end, a mistress never has a happy ending, no matter how strong they are.

”I’ve dedicated myself to him for so many years, solely wanting him to love me. I learned to cook, make soup, I learned all kinds of ways to please him, yet he still doesn’t stay by my side properly. I love him and respect him, but he tells me he’s going on a trip with his ex-wife to a faraway place. Who knows if he’ll come back from this trip.”

Luo Li drank another large glass of wine.

Qin Mu: ”...”

”He left all his assets to his eldest son. I’ve given him two children, yet I have nothing.”

Luo Li raised her hand and covered her forehead forcefully.

”But I still must strive to stand tall, because if I don’t, I’ll have to go back to having nothing at 20. But I no longer have my looks from back then, I no longer have my figure from back then, I no longer have the innocence I had back then, how should I live?”

So now, is it a case of swallowing one’s broken teeth?

Qin Mu almost couldn’t bear listening, yet was hesitant to leave just like that.

”Forget it! Let’s not talk about this tale. Let’s talk about Bian Jingwen; her parents have a good relationship with my husband. It seems they’ve been old friends for many years. That’s why my husband handed her over to me. In recent years, without ten years of experience, W wouldn’t accept newcomers, but there are exceptions!”

She slightly tilted her hand on the table, then let out a helpless laugh.

”Besides my two sons, actually my greatest love now is W! I’ve been here for over twenty years, pouring all my experience into W, so today I’ve invited you for this meal! Enough talk! Thank you!”

She poured herself more wine, continued drinking from her glass.

Qin Mu feared she might hurt her stomach but as an onlooker, she habitually watched with a cold eye.

After lunch, Luo Li drank too much, Qin Mu found someone to take her upstairs to rest, while she remained seated.

She only wished that years later, she’d still be the version of herself she believed was the best, not someone who’s forever unable to rediscover their former self.

The phone on the table rang, causing Qin Mu’s lowered eyes to flicker slightly, and she saw Mu Yichen’s WeChat message.

Oh, he’s listed in her WeChat as ’husband darling.’

Qin Mu pondered slightly, picking up her phone with some laziness and opening it.

”Mu Yichen, where are you?”

At this moment, she thought of him!

Clearly she wasn’t the one drunk, yet now she felt especially despondent, weak, not wanting anyone to touch her.

”I just arrived at the office. What about you?”

”You don’t know where I am?”

Qin Mu had her eyes lowered, looking almost asleep, barely keeping them half open to send him this WeChat message.

”I’m asking how much you’ve drunk!”

Mu Yichen sighed helplessly, continuing to ask her.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but smile as she sent back: ”Three glasses! She drinks a lot!”

”You drank that much? Forgot your period’s on?”

Mu Yichen narrowed his eyes, knowing they opened a bottle of fairly strong wine today, so his steps from the office moved faster.

”You remember so clearly, that’s why I forgot. If you don’t come soon, I’ll collapse!”

Qin Mu couldn’t help but smile again after sending the message.

”Threatening me?”

Mu Yichen sent her a message while walking.

”Hmm!”

”Mrs. Mu sure has become skillful!”