His Beloved Treasure

The qipao master is a very serious man, nearly sixty years old, with some graying hair and a few wrinkles. He doesn’t really care about maintaining his appearance; he only focuses on his craftsmanship.

Qin Mu nodded, ”I’ll talk to them about this, and since we don’t need so many qipaos at the start, we just need to make them as quickly as possible. Also, everyone has been working hard lately, so let’s have the restaurant prepare better meals for them.”

As Qin Mu spoke, she turned her head to look at the manager who had been following alongside, and the manager nodded, keeping it in mind.

The master didn’t have many opinions either. The factory has always treated workers well, and those who’ve been doing this kind of skilled work for years value their craft more than anything else.

As for food, drink, and money, those are secondary concerns.

However, the master does enjoy a drink or two.

After drinking, he seems to feel better and more focused. This isn’t a feeling everyone can have; most people get groggy after drinking.

”Today, Bian Jingwen went to the hotel and even praised you for your good fortune in having such a great master like me.”

Jian Yan chatted as they walked toward the office.

Qin Mu...

Mu Yichen raised an eyebrow, almost doubting his ears.

”She really went to the hotel? To find you?”

”What did you hear?”

Jian Yan stopped curiously to ask her.

But AD had no interest in whatever they were going to say, so with the manager leading the way, she first followed to the office.

As for Mu Yichen, like a guardian angel, he stood quietly waiting by the side.

”I heard she went to find AD to discuss the design draft.”

Qin Mu said.

”Looks like you’re doing well around here, got someone to help you, huh?”

”It’s Bian Jingwen’s boss now. Why she helps me, I’ll tell you later. But did they really meet?”

Since they already talked to this point, Qin Mu casually asked.

”No! We were about to go to a meeting at the time, so we didn’t pay attention to her.”

Jian Yan explained.

Qin Mu felt relieved, thinking that it should be like this. Masters like them don’t have time to play around with apprentices like us, right?

Besides, Bian Jingwen isn’t even AD’s apprentice.

”Are you guys almost done? Don’t keep our foreign friends waiting too long.”

The master and apprentice seemed to have forgotten about Mu Yichen, so when he spoke, both of them glanced at him, a little absent-minded. Mu Yichen immediately felt like two arrows pierced his chest and furrowed his brows.

Qin Mu immediately laughed, obediently going to his side and hugging him, ”Then let’s hurry and go, don’t keep the foreign friends waiting too long!”

Mu Yichen...

Thinking: You’re pretty clever!

Jian Yan sighed helplessly, watching the two in front being so close, feeling like he was about to be overwhelmed by their affection.

By the time they got home, it was already evening, and Feng Fanghua and the others had long returned.

Huanhuan, having heard on the phone when Feng Fanghua talked to Qin Mu that they were at the factory with Jian Yan, had been eagerly waiting for Jian Yan to come. But when Qin Mu and Mu Yichen came back without him, she didn’t feel so good. The little one immediately climbed up from the sofa and ran out.

Mu Yichen pulled his hand out of his pocket, stopping his daughter, then lifted her up high, ”What are you doing?”

”Where’s JY? Why didn’t he come back with you?”

Huanhuan asked them with her tender voice.

Qin Mu stood by, listening, suddenly feeling a bit sad. This little girl really loves JY a lot.

”Baby, is there something Daddy did wrong that makes you like other men so much? Hmm? Tell Daddy, and I’ll change, alright?”

Mu Yichen thought of how fast his daughter had run out earlier, like a little rocket.

He felt he needed to have a good talk with his daughter, communicate well with his little treasure.

As an outstanding father, how could he let his daughter at such a young age want to run away? Especially liking such an old man.

”I just miss JY a little!”

Huanhuan was subdued by her father’s sudden gentle demeanor, immediately lowering her head shyly in her father’s arms, her little hands poking around.

Mu Yichen’s eyebrows moved slightly, sparks flying in his eyes.

What does she mean by missing JY a little?

Not calling him uncle, and still with such an affectionate title, what the hell.

”And what about Daddy? Didn’t you miss Daddy at all for a day?”

Mu Yichen asked again, carrying her inside.

Qin Mu stood by listening for a while, feeling like she might be hallucinating. Otherwise, how could she see Mu Yichen speaking so gently to Mu Chenghuan while holding her?