His Beloved Treasure

She glanced at him: ”If you want me to leave tonight, I can!”

At worst, I’ll just move to the studio to sleep for a night and leave tomorrow.

And since he’s the one driving me away, if he comes looking again in the future...

Qin Mu looked up at him, very rational, very clear-headed.

Mu Yichen squinted through the smoke, watching her, observing the unflinching and poised look in her eyes as she looked at him: ”I notice you’re different from before!”

He suddenly said, then with a half-smile, he took another puff of his cigarette.

”Oh? How am I different?”

She gently asked him, curiosity pushing her to ask despite her sore throat.

”I can’t quite say, you just are!”

He shook his head, still smiling enigmatically.

”Your eyes don’t seem to say you can’t quite say!”

Qin Mu bluntly exposed his lie, then lowered her head again to fold her sweater neatly into the suitcase.

”Taking them back and forth is a hassle, are you sure you want to take such a big suitcase?”

Mu Yichen lowered his eyes, looking at the clothes she had folded so neatly inside the suitcase and asked her.

Qin Mu’s eyes flickered but she remained calm and composed.

”If you were the one being expelled, would you come back?”

Qin Mu looked up, her resolute gaze directed at him, articulating her thoughts with a voice that was about to break.

The room fell silent for a few seconds, as he lowered his head, his tall frame blocking most of her view.

”Mrs. Mu is truly angry this time!”

Mu Yichen said in his beguiling voice.

”Every time is real!”

Qin Mu resumed packing her clothes.

Just as she turned to fetch more clothes from the closet, she was suddenly hugged from behind.

He managed to hold her with one arm, while the other hand still held a cigarette.

His body felt a bit chilly today.

Mu Yichen lowered his eyes, quietly feeling her presence. She wanted to feel his heartbeat from behind, but perhaps they were both dressed too heavily today, she couldn’t feel it.

”Mu Yichen! Don’t provoke me anymore, okay?”

She looked down at the clothes in her hands, asking him in a voice so low she could barely hear herself.

”But I’m unwilling! I’m not happy! How can I make you happy?”

Mu Yichen stubbornly asked her, lowering his rich, magnetic voice.

The surrounding air seemed to gather quietly, as if eavesdropping on what they were saying.

”I’m not happy!”

Leaving you! How could I be happy?

He chuckled lightly and hugged her tighter.

”You surely know why I’m so angry, I can’t bear to think that if we keep arguing about such things in the future, and especially in those circumstances, it’s actually not your fault! I just hate myself for being too foolish and too complacent!”

”You’re still upset I didn’t go with you to find Qin Mingzhu.”

Mu Yichen said quietly.

She shook her head, gave a bitter smile.

Qin Mu gently placed her hand over his sensual hands that held her waist, then softly said: ”It’s not that! Even if you weren’t there, I’d use your connections to get your people to help find her, it would actually be the same speed.”

”Then why?”

”We still don’t understand each other enough!”

Over twenty years together and still not enough understanding!

Sometimes it feels like I’m the parasite in your stomach.

But other times, I feel like I can’t see through you.

Mu Yichen didn’t say anything this time, because he wanted to scold her, but she just asked him not to provoke her anymore.

”I really don’t know what you think about all day, letting you go, wait until you think it over in Paris and come back by yourself, this time—”

He released her, taking a step back.

Qin Mu felt herself being released, and after two seconds, she turned, still looking at him with that unwavering gaze.

”This time I won’t come for you! You come back on your own!”

Mu Yichen said to her, looking into her eyes.

Her temper is always strong, but he can’t always lack the backbone to go after her.

Qin Mu held her breath, watching him, the whole room heavy with silence.

”Continue packing! I’ll finish this cigarette in the bathroom!”

Mu Yichen waved his hand, with nothing left of the cigarette but a butt, yet since he said so...

Qin Mu carefully continued packing her suitcase, while he went to the bathroom.

When the bathroom door closed, the sound was particularly loud, scattering the gathered silence in the room in an instant.

Mu Yichen stood at the bathroom entrance, his pitch-black eyes looking at the cigarette butt held between his fingers, he quickly moved to the trash bin, snuffing it out with his fingers before tossing it in the bin, then swiftly pulling a cigarette pack from his chest pocket, lighting another one, his fingers trembling unconsciously, squinting as he looked at his cigarette-holding fingers, then slowly raising his eyes to the mirror, glancing at the man reflected, filled with accumulating anger.

He admitted, he has a bit of a short fuse!

When he finished one cigarette and opened the door again, she had placed the suitcases by the wall and was sitting on the bed.

Mu Yichen’s breath turned colder seeing those two suitcases, the anger in his pitch-black eyes quickly exploded.

”Young master, young madam, dinner is ready!”

The maid knocked twice at the door, calling them.