His Beloved Treasure

”That’s why you should never hold on to undeserved luck. Knowing it’s wrong yet still doing it—even if you don’t refuse—it won’t make up for the mistake!”

Qin Mu said.

”If you said this in front of your father, how upset would he be?”

”He’s already used to it! He used to get angry, but now he doesn’t even bother.”

Qin Mu placed a piece, capturing one of the old man’s pieces.

The old man’s brows furrowed: ”Hm? Why did you capture my piece?”

”You should ask yourself that!”

Qin Mu laughed happily and kindly reminded: ”No take-backs!”

”You silly girl, you’re not even focused on our conversation!”

”Grandpa, you’re the one who’s not focused on the game! We agreed to play, but you’ve been chatting instead!”

”Hmph! My mistake then!”

The old man waved his hand and continued to finish the game, and although he lost, they had a good conversation.

Qin Mu went upstairs to the study to edit some photos, recalling how last night Mu Yichen got out of bed to make a call after she had fallen into a light sleep.

She wasn’t sure how Mu Yichen dealt with the situation, but it was finally over.

Elsewhere, in the design office of W Company, Bian Jingwen sat behind her desk, clutching her phone, angrily pushing all the drawings onto the floor.

”Qin Mu, this isn’t over between us!”

She gritted her teeth, her fingers turning white with how tightly she held her phone.

”Jingwen, come out for a bit!”

Luo Li knocked on her office door and opened it, only to be startled.

The floor was littered with scattered drawings, and Bian Jingwen’s complexion looked terrible, extremely terrible.

Luo Li didn’t enter but leaned against the door, watching through the gap. A few seconds later, before Bian Jingwen could respond, she tapped on the door: ”Hurry up!”

Bian Jingwen stared blankly at the door as Luo Li left, yet she still couldn’t gather her senses.

Afterwards, she remained angry, bowing her head and breathing heavily, feeling she shouldn’t be too reckless in front of Luo Li or act out of character from the image she projected.

She stood up, took a deep breath, then picked up the papers from the floor one by one, placed them on her desk, and then grabbed her phone to find Luo Li.

Bian Jingwen went to Luo Li’s office and saw a young man inside. She couldn’t help but glance at him a bit more before walking over with a slight smile: ”Sister Luo!”

”Hmm! This is your new colleague, officially starting work today. Since the office is short on space, we want to discuss with you about sharing an office for now. Once we clear out the one next door in a few days, he’ll move out. Is that okay with you?”

Luo Li nodded and asked with a smile.

Though Bian Jingwen felt displeased, she maintained a friendly smile: ”It’s an honor to work with such a handsome guy.”

”Hello! My name is Luo Jian!”

The young man stood up, presenting a great impression and offering his hand to Bian Jingwen.

Upon hearing his name, Bian Jingwen felt a moment of confusion, but still smiled, glancing quickly at Luo Li.

Luo Li gave a slight smile without offering further explanation.

However, Bian Jingwen now had her own suspicions, Luo Jian? Also a Luo.

Could they be relatives?

Judging from Luo Li’s demeanor, Bian Jingwen guessed that was likely the case, possibly a younger cousin? At most a nephew.

Bian Jingwen felt increasingly wronged, but she knew she couldn’t expose a bad temper now, or all her efforts would have been in vain.

Recently, she started giving gifts to colleagues and took them out for meals, generous gestures that earned her recognition and just when she felt she was becoming part of the office.

But Luo Jian’s arrival...

She had no doubt that Luo Li intended to use him to push her out.

”If there’s nothing else, I’ll go tidy up the office.”

”Alright! Luo Jian, go along with Jingwen!”

Luo Jian seemed about to say something to Luo Li, but she had already understood, nodding in agreement: ”I’ll head off then, thanks, Sister Luo!”

Bian Jingwen had no time to think of an excuse to have Luo Jian come later; his calling Luo Li ’Sister Luo’ only confirmed her suspicions.

Bian Jingwen could only lead Luo Jian away, and as they approached the office, she quietly asked: ”Are you related to Sister Luo?”

”You could say we’re relatives!”

Luo Jian thought for a moment, politely explaining to her.

Bian Jingwen, seeing his hesitation, assumed he was being modest and didn’t ask further.

”The office isn’t small, but I really like this spot, so can you work somewhere else?”

”Oh! I’m pretty easygoing, anywhere is fine as long as I can work.”

Luo Jian glanced around the office, smiling as he spoke, and still seeming easy to get along with.

Seeing him so agreeable, Bian Jingwen felt relieved, but was still displeased.

Having a private space suddenly filled with someone else, she felt the need to take action, fearing Luo Li intended to replace her with him. She realized she hadn’t visited Luo Li’s home yet—perhaps it was time to make a visit.

That afternoon, she called her mother, asking her to contact W’s real owner, Wan Dongnian, who promptly agreed to her visit. After work, she bought a gift and, regardless of whether Luo Li knew or not, drove to the Wan family home.

The Wan family mansion was on a hill; Luo Li just changed into an expensive home outfit, rubbing her hands as she came downstairs, seeing the helper arranging fruit, which looked like they were expecting a guest, and curiously asked: ”Are we having guests tonight?”

”Oh! It’s Bian’s daughter coming to visit.”

Wan Dongnian sat comfortably on the sofa in a shirt and slacks watching the news, responding as Luo Li asked.

Luo Li’s sharp eyes gleamed slightly, then she walked over with a smile and sat beside him.

”I told you this girl has deep intentions! I’m sure she’s coming for Luo Jian’s issue.”

Luo Li lightly rested her elbow on the sofa back near him, her big eyes looking at him as she spoke.

”Hmph! She probably thinks he’s your family!”

Wan Dongnian chuckled unbotheredly, leaning over to take his teacup for a sip, at his age, having everything, he truly looked content, appearing as if he could nurture himself for millennia.

Luo Li, full of energy, watched his unfazed demeanor: ”Anyway, I’ve told you everything necessary! Plus, when I went to her office today, I found the floor littered with drawings. You’ve surely seen today’s paper? I guess I’m right on track—this girl wants to clash with the Qin family. Surely, that’s seeking her own downfall, especially now that Qin Mu has married Mu Yichen. Think carefully!”

Luo Li gave Wan Dongnian’s shoulder a gentle pat, then, after casting one more glance at him, went back upstairs.

She still had to put on a face mask; women always want to look their best before meeting guests.

Wan Dongnian didn’t think too much about it, just slightly raised his brows, and with the composure of a successful man of his age, as if it had nothing to do with him, continued watching his news.