His Beloved Treasure

”Xiaomu!”

Qin Mu was still wearing her royal blue coat from the morning, with simple slacks and a shirt underneath, a classic black Chanel slung over her shoulder. She was about to head up to a private room with some clients and Liu Jingyuan, following the staff.

Qin Mu glanced in the direction of Jiang Zhiyuan, then turned back and whispered to the person beside her, ”Could Mr. Liu please take Miss Zhang upstairs first? I need to say hello to a friend.”

Liu Jingyuan nodded, then gestured for the beautiful lady to follow the staff upstairs.

Meanwhile, Qin Mu, with her bag over her shoulder, walked forward, ”Why are the three of you together?”

”Actually, one of us came later.”

Xiaomei grumbled a bit unhappily.

As Zhao Huai was about to burst into laughter, Jiang Zhiyuan’s whole face fell.

”Xiaomu doesn’t have time for me, but is having dinner with Mr. Liu? If our Brother Yichen finds out... oh?”

Jiang Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow, smirking as if he’d finally caught something to tease about.

Qin Mu gave a helpless smile, ”There are enough of Brother Yichen’s people here, no need for another one like you, but if you dare threaten me, don’t ask for my help next time.”

With a sharp glance, Qin Mu looked at him before turning elegantly toward the stairs.

Jiang Zhiyuan sprang up from his seat to catch up with her, ”I was just joking! We all know Xiaomu only has Brother Yichen in her heart, and Brother Yichen only has Xiaomu in his, right?”

Suddenly, acting all sarcastic, Qin Mu held back her laughter, before turning back at the stairway to him, ”Brother Yuan, if you keep following me like this, Brother Yichen might get more annoyed about your stalking than about Mr. Liu!”

”Uh...”

”Also, about An Nan, you need to put in the effort yourself.”

”I get it! As a man, if I’ve made a mistake, I’ll admit it bravely. If she wants to mess around with me, I’m patient enough, but—has An Nan ever told you she likes me?”

”Would she still have dinner with you if she didn’t like you? Would she wear matching couples’ coats with you?”

Qin Mu glanced slightly at his coat, and Jiang Zhiyuan found her words made sense.

When he came back to his senses and looked up, Qin Mu had already gone upstairs. Jiang Zhiyuan also sighed in relief; maybe things weren’t as bad as he thought. An Nan wasn’t the kind of girl who can’t tell right from wrong; going with that guy at noon could just be because he saved another girl last night.

Jiang Zhiyuan thought to himself, never to play the fake nice guy in this life again!

But when Qin Mu went upstairs, the waiter nodded to her, ”Young Madam, Young Master Yichen is also inside!”

Qin Mu instinctively turned to look at him, the waiter bowed his head without speaking further, his mind flashing back to Mu Yichen’s cold gaze before he went in.

Qin Mu’s heart gave a little jolt, not from lack of confidence in herself, but in Mr. Mu.

Wondering what tantrum he might throw this time.

Still, she pushed the door open and walked in, smiling as if unaware of Mr. Mu’s presence.

Mr. Mu sat at the head of the table. Qin Mu’s eyes immediately caught him as she entered, cheerfully asking, ”So, Brother Yichen is here too!”

Mu Yichen shot her a sharp look, thinking she didn’t know he was there? Were the people at the door just for show?

Qin Mu walked over to sit next to him, then said to Miss Zhang, ”This is my husband, Mr. Mu, no need for much introduction, right?”

”Of course! Who doesn’t know the famous Mr. Mu? Just didn’t expect your terms for Mr. Mu to be so cute.”

Miss Zhang smiled as she spoke to Qin Mu.

Qin Mu gave a cheeky smile, ”Got used to it growing up! We all called him Brother Yichen when we were young!”

These words, though mentioned casually, seemed to hold a deep sense of connection for those who heard it.

”I heard you grew up together; meeting you today, I see the bond is truly deep.”

Miss Zhang smiled, her eyes involuntarily drifting to Mu Yichen with some apprehension.

”But did you call me Brother Yichen when you were young?”

Mu Yichen, indifferent to others’ flattery, turned his gaze to his wife, bluntly asking.

Qin Mu turned to look at him, into his pitch-black eyes, ”Yes! Didn’t you always force me to call you Brother Yichen?”

”But you hardly ever did! Except when it was to tease me.”

Mu Yichen looked at her with that certain look, telling her confidently.

Qin Mu was at a loss, having no choice but to keep smiling awkwardly at him.

Liu Jingyuan watched from the side, finally speaking after a while, ”The last bid, Mr. Mu did it on purpose, right?”