His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu blinked quietly, even though her mind was in chaos and her heart was conflicted.

”What? Forgot it all?”

Mu Yichen’s hand gripped hers, firmly pinning her hand to the car seat. Above her head, his dark eyes stared intensely at her, as if gentle, as if fierce.

”What if I say I’ve forgotten it all?”

Qin Mu asked softly, a bit timid.

”Then I’ll help you remember it well!”

Mu Yichen said, pulling her shirt out from her waist.

”Who tries to help their wife remember her past with other guys? How much do you want me to remember other men?”

Qin Mu’s voice remained low, but she indeed had some doubts about him.

Mu Yichen’s grip unconsciously tightened a bit more, pinching her chest, causing a slight pain.

Qin Mu frowned, tears almost welling up: ”Mu Yichen!”

”Going to teach me a lesson?”

Mu Yichen asked in a low voice.

Qin Mu could not express her grievance, pitifully closed her mouth, her chin suddenly tightening, only stubbornly, tearfully gazing at him.

Outside, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Inside the car in the garage, the lights were on, casting a soft glow on Mu Yichen’s broad shoulders and back, while beneath him, Qin Mu was completely obscured from view.

When they went back, Mu Yichen carried Qin Mu, and Qin Mu lay on his back with an umbrella, neither of them in a hurry to walk into the house.

She was draped in his coat, and Mu Yichen carefully stepped over little puddles, walking on the beautifully washed bricks.

This night was cold and damp, yet Qin Mu felt a little like she was going back to her childhood.

He carried her through a street in Paris.

”Mu Yichen!”

”Hmm?”

”Is it you, Mu Yichen!”

Even as he instructed her not to get wet when they left the garage, she still feared he’d get wet.

”What foolishness now?”

Mu Yichen asked in a deep voice.

Qin Mu encircled his neck with her other hand, laughing like a silly girl on his back.

She wasn’t doing anything foolish, just felt like she was returning to her childhood, feeling warm and cozy, her eyes moist, yet her heart flowing with warmth.

The most beautiful thing in this life is probably being on his back, hearing him say she’s being foolish again.

Qin Mu quietly imagined their past and future, gradually falling silent, just lying on his shoulder stifling her laughter.

After returning inside, Qin Mu folded the umbrella and placed it in the umbrella stand, then continued to stay on his back, and Mu Yichen carried her upstairs.

Qin Mu couldn’t help asking: ”Doesn’t it feel like Pigsy carrying his wife?”

”Who’s Pigsy?”

”You are!”

On the stairs, aside from their footsteps, there was suddenly no other sound, even their breathing was so faint it was barely audible.

Qin Mu certainly knew she misspoke, but she didn’t realize the cost would be so great.

Once they were back in the room, he didn’t stop tormenting her, from the wall to the bathroom, from the bathroom to the bed.

The next day she couldn’t get up at all, and since it was raining, she just lay in bed, her nose feeling uncomfortable.

That’s right, she caught a cold!

Because the previous night in the garage she was fooling around with Mu, and later got slightly wet in the rain, the next day she grandly caught a cold, with a headache, stuffy nose, and her voice changed.

Mu Yichen left early that morning for work so he didn’t notice, only thinking she might be very tired. He kissed her forehead, then her cheek and lips before leaving.

Qin Mu struggled to get up around nine in the morning, only then realizing she had caught a cold.

It was a bit awkward going downstairs, as Feng Fanghua was playing with Chengcheng and she was surprisingly without much image, coming out in her pajamas.

”Morning, Mom!”

Qin Mu sat down on the couch after walking over, first greeting Feng Fanghua and then involuntarily looked at Chengcheng, who glanced at her: ”Mommy!”

”Good boy!”

Qin Mu raised her hand to touch his little head, and Feng Fanghua looked at her skeptically: ”You caught a cold?”

”Seems like it, maybe caught a chill!”

Qin Mu pinched her own throat, for her throat was a bit sore!

”Then you should go upstairs and lie down, I’ll call Xiaohao to come and check on you.”

”No need, I’ll be fine with some medicine!”

”That’s fine too, just make sure to stay away from here!”

Feng Fanghua said, holding Chengcheng, who was just about to come to her side, onto her own lap.

Qin Mu understood instantly but was speechless for a moment, she thought her mom was concerned about her, but in reality, she was worried she’d infect Chengcheng.

”Hurry and go, won’t you?”

”I’ll head to the kitchen for something to eat first.”