His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 1186: Chapter 333: Finally Going to Find Her (Part 4)

Who would do something so heartless?

Could it be that the elders complained? Is that why the management here had someone come to fill up the court?

Qin Mu hopped on one foot, slowly making her way from the wall to the door, opening it, and then clutched the door frame as she called out: ”Mom, Mom? What happened?”

Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao’s door was open, and hearing Qin Mu call her, she came out, seeing Qin Mu at the door, her expression turned cold: ”Didn’t I tell you to lie in bed? Why did you come down?”

”I heard some noise outside and wanted to check. Why is the basketball court gone? Did you guys complain?”

”No! I’m just as puzzled as you!”

Feng Fanghua spoke while wrapping her arm around Qin Mu, supporting her as they walked back to the bed.

”You should lie in bed and not move; I’ve already called your husband to come take care of you. When he arrives, he can carry you downstairs, but for now, just stay in bed for a few days.”

”You called him? Told him I’m injured?”

Qin Mu looked at Feng Fanghua in disbelief.

”Of course! It’s been a whole season! From winter to summer in Rongcheng, what do you expect? This is the perfect opportunity for you two to break the ice. Once he arrives, don’t be stubborn, okay?”

Qin Mu didn’t know, but she had already guessed what happened to the basketball court.

And indeed, it was just as she suspected.

While they were still talking, the workers had already arrived at their doorstep. The old man was standing at the door practicing Tai Chi, and when the workers approached to speak with him, he couldn’t understand, but the household staff surprisingly did and communicated quite well.

”Old Sir, he said it was Mr. Mu who hired them to shovel it, here’s the receipt.”

The maid handed the receipt slip from the workers to the old man.

Mr. Mu? Which Mr. Mu?

All three men in this house have the last name Mu, and the two here don’t know about this, so...

Mu Yichen!

The old man sighed helplessly, then turned and walked inside.

Mu Zihao happened to come down, and the old man stood by the sofa looking at his son, chuckling as he asked: ”Did you arrange this?”

”No!”

Mu Zihao replied, utterly puzzled.

”Hmph! Then I know who did! That kid really is infuriating!”

The old man chuckled, then handed the receipt in his hand to Mu Zihao.

Mu Zihao looked down at it, then raised his eyes to look at the old man who had sat down on the sofa, and couldn’t help but sigh: ”Why does that kid have such a big temper?”

”Indeed! I bet he won’t come over! Your wife keeps posting on social media about you playing basketball on the court, and he’s already full of anger watching from Rongcheng. Now his wife got hurt, so wouldn’t he find an excuse to vent?”

The old man had a knowing look but shook his head helplessly afterward. His grandson’s temperament was just like his when he was young.

”This grandson takes after me, but why can’t he inherit my good traits? The feelings I had with your mother back then...”

The old man couldn’t help but get furious as he recalled, yet when he thought carefully, something seemed off.

Back then, wasn’t he just like his grandson is now? Clearly in love to the point of being head over heels, but cruel with words and lacking in action.

Mu Zihao let out a helpless laugh; his memories of his mother were already quite fuzzy, but his impression of his father shouting at his mother was extremely vivid.

Whenever Feng Fanghua had a spat with him, he’d recall his father yelling at his mother in the past.

The love was deep but expressed poorly, and his personality turned out well later, probably because he witnessed his father’s insincerity towards his mother.

He saw firsthand how despite their great relationship, one had a sharp tongue, and the other was full of grievances; he witnessed it all, so he no longer desired that kind of relationship.

However, how did this unborn inheritance skip to his son?

The old man was pondering in distress when the maid came out of his room with his phone: ”Old Sir, your phone!”

The old man raised his eyes, asking who it was, and the maid said: ”The caller ID shows Jing Lao!”

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately took the call.

”Hello?”

”Old Mu, what is your grandson doing? Even if my Jing Family was in the wrong back then, I have apologized; what else does he want? Hmm? He doesn’t dare to deal with me, so he messes with my granddaughter-in-law?”...

The old man was so angry that he felt a tightness in his chest.

Mu Yichen arrived in Paris at dusk, then arranged for a private car to take him to their villa.