His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu naturally understood what was going on, but regretted coming upstairs without anyone informing her there was a guest, and secretly vowed never to whimsically rest nearby again.

”Are you taking a nap? Wait inside for me!”

Mu Yichen didn’t let Qin Mu stand for too long, worried she might feel awkward, so he openly asked her if she was napping, then guided her into the room.

Once Qin Mu was inside, she turned to speak to him, but Mu Yichen had already closed the door. With a sigh, Qin Mu went to rest.

Outside, Han Xi was a bit dismayed: ”I never thought Brother Yichen liked girls with this kind of vibe.”

”When she returned, we had dinner with classmates; meanwhile, you were off chasing girls elsewhere!”

Mu Yichen implied it was Han Xi’s fault for missing the chance to meet her earlier.

”It’s my bad. Seen her a few times on TV, not much different from real life, no wonder Jing Qing couldn’t catch your eye. This girl’s eyes are indeed more clear.”

Han Xi said with a laugh.

Mu Yichen wasn’t too happy hearing Jing Qing’s name but still smiled slightly: ”How long are you staying this time?”

”Just a day or two, need to go back to prepare a gift for my lady before Christmas Eve.”

As Han Xi mentioned his lady, he raised his brows, resembling someone eager for affection when single but troubled over serving a woman when taken.

Gift?

Mu Yichen suddenly realized he hadn’t prepared a gift for Qin Mu in a long time; even the customized car he gifted her sat in the garage untouched. He knew he hadn’t matched her interests well, but what does she like? He couldn’t just gift her a stack of art paper, could he?

Even though the room was soundproofed well, Qin Mu still vaguely heard some of it.

Han Xi was staying at a hotel this time, which is why he came to greet Mu Yichen; they hadn’t seen each other in a while.

After Han Xi left, Mu Yichen entered the room, seeing Qin Mu hugging a pillow on the verge of sleep. He lay on the outside, hugging her slender waist.

Qin Mu was roused by the weight on her waist, asking with a slightly muffled voice: ”Your classmate left?”

”He came by since he was on a business trip, just wanted to hang out, a very antisocial guy.”

Mu Yichen summed up Han Xi in a few words.

Qin Mu couldn’t tell Han Xi was antisocial, wondering if anyone could be more reserved than Mu Yichen.

”How was lunch with Rui Sen?”

”With you picking up the tab, how could it not be pleasant?”

Qin Mu replied, a subtle smile playing on her lips.

Mu Yichen chuckled softly too; it goes without saying he would pick up the tab for his wife’s classmates’ meal, though the actual payment was made by Jiang Zhiyuan, who had made a bet and lost, resigning himself to the outcome.

Plus, Young Master Jiang had asked Qin Mu to play the love guru, so some compensation was in order.

”What would you like for Christmas?”

Mu Yichen casually asked.

Qin Mu was taken aback, wondering if gifts were necessary for Christmas too. Such a hassle.

”Don’t bother!”

Not wanting to gift anything herself, she declined receiving gifts altogether.

”Mrs. Mu, is it appropriate for you to be so dismissive towards your husband?”

Mu Yichen slightly lifted his head, gazing at her intently.

Qin Mu turned to face him, lazily looping her arm around his neck: ”How about you just randomly gift me something, then I won’t need to return the favor?”

Mu Yichen...

”So, the reason Mrs. Mu doesn’t want gifts is that she’s worried about reciprocating? How many gifts do you owe me, huh?”

Mu Yichen lightly pinched her cheek, causing Qin Mu’s facial features to scrunch up in distress.

”You must give gifts, or else I’ll present you with a grand one!”

Mu Yichen threatened.

Qin Mu...

Thinking about Mu Yichen’s grand gift, she imagined it being scarier than the Top Ten Tortures of Qing Dynasty, thus, she decided she must prepare a gift for Mu Yichen.

Ah!

But what could she give him?

Mu Yichen makes bold moves, gifting cars, yachts, if not real estate, almost had given her top-of-the-line pharmaceuticals produced at home.

But what could she give?

One is a business tycoon, a billionaire!

The other is a small fashion designer, a struggling girl.

At over three in the afternoon, he went to a meeting, while Qin Mu went to her studio. Xiaomei heard her mention gifts and said: ”Isn’t there still a big box in the room upstairs? It’s inside the wardrobe.”

”Really?”

Qin Mu puzzled for a moment, completely forgetting what she had stashed in the wardrobe.