His Beloved Treasure

”It should be looking for you!”

Qin Mu watched the car getting farther away in the rearview mirror; it was Bian Jingwen’s car.

Qin Mu drove the car inside, while Qin Mingzhu was still staring outside: ”Looking for me?”

”Bian Jingwen!”

Qin Mu replied again, as the car stopped at the parking space in front.

Qin Mingzhu couldn’t help but glance outside again; was Bian Jingwen here to see her?

An unsettling emotion began to surge within Qin Mingzhu, as if it was about to burst through her chest and assault her mind.

However, the sound of Qin Mu closing the car door after getting off brought her back to reality. Her expression wasn’t as full of hatred as before, as she got out of the car with her head lowered.

”She will look for you again. Think carefully about what you want to say when you meet her, and surprise her when the time comes.”

Qin Mu could see through her thoughts just by looking at her face and gently reminded her.

Qin Mingzhu raised her eyes, looked at Qin Mu’s penetrating gaze, and couldn’t help but lower her head: ”Who said I’m going to meet her again?”

Qin Mu couldn’t help but smile slightly, put his hands in his pockets, and sighed helplessly, thinking, it’s not about whether you want to meet her; she will definitely come to find you again, and for good reason, to make sure you sit down together.

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At the Mu Family home, Mu Yichen accompanied the elders and children for dinner. Everyone sat at the table, waiting for the old man to sit down and pick up his chopsticks before they started eating.

The old man glanced at the empty seat next to Mu Yichen, feeling a bit empty inside: ”Where’s Mumu?”

”She went to the Qin Family tonight; Qin Mingzhu is back!”

Feng Fanghua carefully reminded him.

After hearing this, the old man raised his eyes for a moment, and then slowly nodded: ”The girl is back, is she still as headstrong as before?”

”I don’t know about that, I haven’t seen her. But now that she’s a mom, how can she be the same as before? I’m just feeling emotional about her relationship with Huanhuan’s mom.”

Feng Fanghua talked lightly.

”Kids! They always change as they grow up!”

Mu Zihao nodded in response to her.

”That’s not necessarily true; look at Mu Qingxin, when has she ever changed? Always so headstrong.”

Feng Fanghua suddenly thought of her daughter, and indeed, for over twenty years, from childhood to now, her temperament has always been the same, never changing.

Running off with any handsome guy she sees! No matter who the person is, or what kind of family environment they came from.

Whenever Feng Fanghua thought about Jiang Yan’s family environment...

If Mu Qingxin hadn’t secretly had a child with Jiang Yan, as Mu Qingxin’s mother, she would have kept her at home all day and never let her be with Jiang Yan.

”Why are you bringing Qingxin up again? Isn’t she doing well now?”

Mu Zihao was unhappy with his wife always bringing up their daughter.

”Aren’t you always saying girls change as they grow up? Look at your daughter.”

”Alright, alright, there are exceptions, okay?”

Mu Zihao was helpless.

”Can you two argue even while eating?”

The old man frowned, really couldn’t stand these two people.

Mu Yichen just listened, serving soup to Chengcheng and placing it in front of him: ”Be careful not to spill it on yourself!”

”Okay!”

Chengcheng agreed, obediently holding the spoon to drink the soup, though he still struggled with the spoon, despite it being a practicing spoon.

Mu Yichen watched Chengcheng manage to get the spoonful of soup to his mouth, unconsciously letting out a light laugh.

The old man saw the father and son getting along well and felt a bit relieved.

”Yichen, are the matters at your wife’s family troublesome? The newspapers wrote that it might be her family’s issue?”

”Perhaps!”

Mu Yichen responded softly, as there was no evidence.

”It’s best if you handle this matter yourself. Your father-in-law’s position isn’t suitable for it, and if it’s exposed, you and your wife can bear it, but your father-in-law can’t.”

Mu Zihao also spoke up. Everyone became more serious when discussing this matter.

”I’ll take care of it!”

Mu Yichen agreed.

This matter indeed couldn’t be dragged on any longer.

He should have a talk with the newspaper manager.

Even if it must be written, it should be based on facts.

And not portrayed as it is now, depicting the abandoned little girl as filled with hatred, responsible for a life.

Mu Yichen never imagined that someone would use such a method of revenge.

The past troublemakers, whether aggressive or like a dull knife cutting flesh, were much easier to deal with.

But such people, they were hard to handle.

If she writes next time that Qin Haiming used his position to prevent the newspaper from reporting the article, wouldn’t that be a case of trying to cover it up even more?