His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu felt quite aggrieved, but she had to fill her stomach first.

Feng Fanghua still called Helian Hao, fearing that she might catch a cold and develop other inflammations.

After breakfast, Qin Mu lay upstairs, listening to the rain drip-drip-dropping on the window sill, about to fall asleep, then heard someone knocking.

”Come in!”

Her hoarse voice replied, but she didn’t turn around, being lazy, thinking it was the maid.

”Heard you’re sick?”

Helian Hao entered and saw her lying there unwilling to move, so she walked to the bedside to sit down.

Qin Mu raised her eyes and was startled: ”Why are you here?”

Subconsciously she sat up, looking haggard, starkly contrasting with Helian Hao’s fine features.

”Aunt called me saying you caught a cold and asked me to come check. Is your throat sore? Have you taken your temperature?”

”I haven’t measured my temperature, but I’ve taken some cold medicine!”

Qin Mu replied to her and then flopped back onto the bed.

After all, being close sisters, she didn’t want to be pretentious and insist on sitting up.

”I heard last night you were dining with your dad at AM, and came back with a cold?”

Helian Hao opened the medicine box she brought along, asking while taking out a thermometer.

”Take your temperature!”

Helian Hao handed her the thermometer, then instinctively touched her forehead, and frowned immediately—she had a fever.

”Blame Mu Yichen, that guy!”

Qin Mu muttered, sprawled powerlessly on the bed, griping.

Helian Hao...

The room instantly fell silent, a vague air wafting leisurely between them.

The sudden quiet made Helian Hao awkward for a while, then she sighed: ”Can’t you guys just be a bit more restrained? At least pay attention to the current weather when doing that thing.”

Qin Mu said nothing, just feeling her brain was dazed after catching a cold, to say such a thing to Helian Hao.

Thirty-eight point three degrees, Helian Hao had her open her mouth to check, it was slightly inflamed.

”Luckily I brought comprehensive meds, if the fever doesn’t break tonight, then you’ll need an injection.”

Helian Hao advised her, taking out several boxes of medicine, instructing her how to use them after glancing over.

Qin Mu quietly watched her, listening to her quickly finishing saying so much, couldn’t help but smile softly: ”Xiaohao, you’re becoming more and more professional.”

”Of course! We’re not kids anymore! Since it’s work, it must be professional.”

Helian Hao naturally said with an undeniable air, but couldn’t stay serious, letting out a laugh.

Qin Mu...

”I saw your father-in-law last night!”

”Mm! I heard from him that you were dining with your dad.”

Helian Hao reported to her, recently things between Helian Hao and her in-laws were quite harmonious, merely feared Qin Mu would be upset and didn’t mention much.

”My father-in-law said you still resent him, I told him it’s not your fault, who made the Jing Family originally try to force Jing Qing onto Mu Yichen.”

Helian Hao continued reporting to Qin Mu.

Qin Mu admired this greatly, asking: ”Aren’t you afraid saying this would strain your relationship with the in-laws?”

”Later, I understood, back then they did such things just to make a last effort for their daughter’s so-called happiness. They actually understand right and wrong, it was hard to comprehend before, but now having a child, those incomprehensible things, and even unaccepted ones, seem understood now. Sometimes I ask myself, will I perhaps do such excessive things for my child in the future? I think, maybe I will.”

Helian Hao looked at Qin Mu, speaking very frankly.

Qin Mu didn’t rush to speak, merely lightly moved on the pillow, eyes showing some deep stuff, though as mothers, they both protected their children, yet she felt she couldn’t disregard right and wrong for her child’s happiness.

But Helian Hao wasn’t wrong either, every mother has her different sacrifices for the child.

An hour later, Helian Hao left, Qin Mu because of taking meds, soon fell asleep from drowsiness.

Feng Fanghua quietly checked her room, touched her forehead still quite hot, rather worried, and by noon called Mu Yichen.

”Hello?”

Mu Yichen just finished a meeting planning to have lunch with Qiao Yi.

”Your wife has a fever, do you want to come home?”

Feng Fanghua lowered her voice asking.

”What?”

”Mumu asked me not to tell you, but I’m afraid if I don’t say now, you’d be mad at me when you come home tonight. Xiaohao already visited and prescribed meds for her, she’s sleeping now, decide whether you’ll come back yourself.”

Feng Fanghua was eager to have grandchildren, so quickly hung up the phone.

Mu Yichen...

Qiao Yi just entered his office, then heard him say: ”Have lunch with Xi Meng.”

Qiao Yi...

Mu Yichen took his coat and got up to leave, Qiao Yi turned, watching the man’s back leaving him: ”Hey! What’s going on?”

”Qin Mu has a fever!”

Qiao Yi...

With just those four words, Mu Yichen left, not looking back.

Xi Meng happened to be carrying a pile of files coming upstairs, immediately greeted Mu Yichen upon seeing him: ”Boss!”

Mu Yichen slightly nodded, directly went down to the upper-floor elevator.

Xi Meng curiously looked over there for a while then turned back, then watching Qiao Yi walking towards her from the boss’s office door, took the large pile of files from her arms: ”Why do it yourself?”

”I just happened to be coming down as they sent them over.”

Xi Meng spoke to him, looking up at his slightly stern face.

Qiao Yi helped her carry them over, handed them to the person at the seat next to hers: ”Deal with all of these.”

Xi Meng...

Qiao Yi’s cold voice, walking towards Xi Meng amid her assistant’s dumbfounded gaze.

”Join me for lunch.”

Qiao Yi held her hand pulling her along to walk towards the elevator.

Xi Meng couldn’t help but laugh: ”It’s not my off-time yet!”

”Your boss has already approved!”

Xi Meng didn’t know what happened between Qiao Yi and Mu Yichen, thought he’d be lunching with Mu Yichen today, now it changed to her instead, but she was happy to go with him.

Outside, it was still drizzling, the cold made one hunch their shoulders upon stepping out.

Qiao Yi turned to see Xi Meng like that and promptly let go of her hand, took off his coat, draping it over her.

”I’ll go get the car, wait here!”

”I’ll go with you, walking closer to warm up.”

With a heart warm and fuzzy, Xi Meng held his hand, hugging his arm accompanying him to the parking lot, the two drove together to lunch.

”Why did the boss leave so suddenly?”

Xi Meng asked in the car.

”His wife has a fever!”

Qiao Yi said, seriously focused on driving.

Xi Meng nodded: ”Oh! The boss always dotes on his wife!”

”Really? You didn’t see when he ’abused’ his wife.”

Qiao Yi laughed, as one of Mu Yichen’s closest friends, he knew quite a bit about Mu Yichen and Qin Mu.

”That can’t be right? Lovers quarrels don’t count.”

”They never acted like lovers, though known from childhood, they kept silent even when around each other. Until the year Qin Mu returned to host a showcase, Mu Yichen directly took her to register, and that’s when they started as husband and wife. But all along it was silent abuse—Mu Yichen suffered insomnia after returning from Paris to build his career, doctors chalked it up to work strain, only a few of us knew it was due to his little childhood sweetheart.”

Qiao Yi reminisced.

”Didn’t you say it’s the boss abusing his wife?”

”In self-abusing, he happened to be abusing Qin Mu too! Qin Mu wouldn’t confess first, thus left to his abuse.”

”I don’t understand! Tell me about their past.”

Xi Meng curiously gossiped.