His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu stood up, bowed to the elders with her head down, and then turned and walked past Mu Yichen, heading straight upstairs after leaving the living room.

The living room suddenly fell silent, and Feng Fanghua stopped talking as well, just bent down, picked up the tissue box, and threw it at Mu Yichen across from her.

Mu Yichen instinctively dodged, while Feng Fanghua’s eyes reddened with anger.

The family was doing well, so why did this guy suddenly say something he shouldn’t have?

Couples quarrel, and then one of them ends up staying out overnight, or even wants to leave.

”You punk, if you can’t keep that girl, don’t bother coming through this door again!”

The old man threatened angrily, then got up and left as well.

Mu Yichen...

”She didn’t say anything herself, why did you suddenly bring up such a thing? Or do you want Mumu to leave?”

Mu Zihao couldn’t understand, and since no one was speaking to his son, he asked a couple of questions.

”Yeah! I want her to leave! I’ve had enough!”

Mu Yichen said, then leaned back with his hands in the pockets of his coat, his expression clearly rebellious.

”Had enough? What were you doing earlier? You’ve been chasing her for over twenty years, followed her away from home, now that the kids are all grown up you’re telling me you’ve had enough with her? Seems to me you don’t want this family anymore, go live your single life if you wish!”

Feng Fanghua felt a chill in her heart hearing him say he’s had enough, and couldn’t help but vent her frustrations at him.

Mu Yichen knew the elders were right, which is why he didn’t say another word.

”I really am! What kind of karma is this?”

Feng Fanghua couldn’t help but cover her mouth and secretly cry on Mu Zihao’s shoulder.

”Mom! You’re too old to cry, aren’t you?”

Mu Zihao couldn’t bear it, thinking his son’s heart was bleeding, yet he hadn’t shed a tear.

”You’re too old, your whole family’s too old.”

Feng Fanghua angrily lifted her head to yell at him.

Mu Yichen couldn’t help but laugh despite furrowing his brows intensely, so he stood up: ”I’m going upstairs to check! Since Mrs. Mu is leaving, I must see her off!”

Feng Fanghua: ”...”

Mu Zihao: ”...”

Feng Fanghua turned her head to look at him, so angry she almost had high blood pressure, though she wasn’t prone to it, but really felt dizzy with rage.

This son of hers, can’t he be less unique and more serious?

”Mu Yichen! If you keep it up, I will literally be angered to death by you!”

Feng Fanghua knew very well that when her son stirred things up, it really drove people crazy, and her throat was already sore from shouting.

Was she trying to keep the grandchildren?

She wasn’t trying to use the young ones to tie down the old.

Although Qin Mu had contradicted her before, after several years of interaction, she had long regarded Qin Mu as a member of the Mu Family, and in her eyes, Qin Mu was already the most qualified daughter-in-law for the Mu Family.

”Stop talking and have some tea to rest, alright?”

Mu Zihao started to feel distressed seeing his wife’s face.

”How can I drink? He brought her back himself, is he going to chase her away on his own? How come just a few days ago they seemed like they were wearing the same pair of pants, and tonight it’s suddenly like this?”

Feng Fanghua looked at Mu Zihao in disbelief.

Mu Zihao sighed helplessly: ”It’s quite normal for young people to be like this; didn’t we argue over a single sentence and break up when we were young! Moreover, this time, Mingzhu almost had an accident. Qin Mu was probably scared and that’s why she got so angry with Yichen.”

”But it’s your son who’s clearly angry.”

”Didn’t you often say that it’s the silent ones who have the biggest temper?”

Feng Fanghua...

Mu Zihao smiled: ”With their issues, we can only secretly help from the sidelines, not intervene so overtly.”

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Upstairs!

Mu Yichen entered the room quietly, leaning against the door after closing it, and then took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, watching Qin Mu pack her luggage.

He asked, ”I remember you have clothes to change into in Paris.”

Qin Mu continued packing with her head down: ”Those are out of date!”

Mu Yichen lit the cigarette and took a deep drag, leaning his head back to exhale the smoke, his expression devilishly charming, wilder than the sky.

Leaving just like that...

He glanced slightly over to the bed, noticing her swift movements in packing her luggage, eager to leave?

”Leaving tonight?”

Mu Yichen asked, then straightened up and walked to the bed, putting the cigarette back in his mouth for a heavy drag, moving closer to her with the cigarette in his hand.

Qin Mu smelled the smoke, and her throat, already uncomfortable, felt a stinging sensation.