His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 1232: Chapter 344: Can’t Let Go of Your Hand (Part 4)

”Hmph!”

The old man couldn’t bear it anymore and glared at Mu Yichen, unable to resist teasing: ”So clingy now, how did you manage those five months?”

”Grandpa!”

Qin Mu really couldn’t take it; the old man didn’t consider the setting when making his comments, especially with so many people around at home.

”I’m talking about that kid!”

The old man thought Qin Mu misunderstood, so he quickly explained.

”I know! But...!”

Qin Mu glanced at Qin Haiming and Feng Fanghua, then helplessly lowered his eyes.

Feng Fanghua couldn’t help but laugh: ”You all chat first, I’ll go check on the kitchen!”

Mu Yichen, however, was gazing at his wife, finding her pleasing no matter how he looked.

In the eyes of the elders, this young couple seemed like they were newlyweds, which was rare.

Mu Yichen was now extremely clingy, unlike before, when it seemed the same whether she was there or not, so cold that people thought they might have mistaken him for someone else.

At this moment...

The old man felt it was truly indescribable how annoying his grandson was being now.

After finishing the meal, as Qin Haiming was leaving, he said to Qin Mu: ”There can’t be a next time!”

”Mm!”

Qin Mu stood at the house’s doorway and said softly.

Mu Zihao stood by, watching, and laughed: ”You two should head back, the kids need to sleep now, I’ll go see your dad off!”

So Qin Mu and Mu Yichen didn’t go out to see them off, and instead, Mu Zihao left together with Qin Haiming.

The two of them walked towards the car, and Mu Zihao said: ”I have to apologize on behalf of that kid; they’re separated for so long mostly because of his fault.”

”Family shouldn’t say things like that, I know my own child’s flaws. It’s just that now that she’s finally back, I hope they won’t get into such bad conflicts in the future!”

Qin Haiming was still a bit worried; it wasn’t unusual for two hot-tempered people to argue often, but if they argued too much, it could really damage their marriage.

”Mm! Now that Mumu is back, we can all breathe a sigh of relief!”

Mu Zihao chuckled quietly.

”Indeed! Hurry up and head back! We’ll have a drink together when we’re free.”

Qin Haiming said to Mu Zihao.

”Alright! I’ll walk you out then!”

Uncle Wang’s car was at the door, but Qin Haiming didn’t let him come in, so Mu Zihao escorted him all the way to the main gate. The two old friends ended up having such a great conversation that even when they meant to part there, they continued chatting for nearly half an hour.

Qin Mu had already bathed Huanhuan, yet they were still talking.

Qin Mu went to the son’s room; Chengcheng had just finished his bath and refused to put on his pajamas. He was about to be scolded by Mu Yichen, but seeing Qin Mu standing at the door, he quickly slipped into his pajamas, wrapping himself up tightly, and giggled in his father’s arms.

Qin Mu quietly watched for a moment, then helplessly started to laugh.

”Mu Chengyang, are you feeling shy?”

Qin Mu leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, curiously asking.

At this age, Chengcheng couldn’t handle such a direct gaze from a mature woman; he giggled, reluctant to leave his father’s embrace.

”Mrs. Mu, can you please go back to your room and take a bath first?”

Mu Yichen saw his son’s antics and realized he wouldn’t be able to get the boy to sleep if Qin Mu didn’t leave, so he quickly suggested.

Feeling rejected, Qin Mu obediently left.

Only then did Mu Yichen hold Chengcheng’s small arm to make him stand properly and looked at him: ”Can you lie down and sleep quietly now?”

Chengcheng looked at Mu Yichen, dared not to rebel, lay down obediently but didn’t sleep.

Mu Yichen then looked down at him: ”Quick, close your eyes!”

”Story, Daddy! Tell!”

Chengcheng blinked his pure, big eyes, making it hard for anyone to get angry at him.

Mu Yichen was most frustrated with telling stories. He still had patience for Huanhuan, but having to tell bedtime stories every day to a boy was something he couldn’t stand.

This was something that Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao spoiled Chengcheng with.

But since coming back from Paris, Chengcheng particularly liked having his dad sleep with him. Sometimes the father and son would bathe together and sleep together, which made Chengcheng dependent.

However, Mr. Mu blamed all of this on Mrs. Mu for being away for so long, leaving him bored enough to sleep with the boy, and then it became an unstoppable habit.

After finally coaxing Chengcheng to sleep, Mu Yichen returned to the room to find Qin Mu seemed to be sleeping as well, and his brow furrowed subconsciously, bending low to look at Qin Mu...

She seemed to be truly asleep!

He had waited so long for her to come back, and didn’t they agree earlier in the afternoon about continuing that night?

With a resigned and gentle laugh, he thought about her spending so many hours on a plane today, so he reluctantly went to take a shower in the bathroom.

That night, Qin Mu slept particularly sweetly.

Mu Yichen’s clean and fresh chest made her feel especially comfortable.

Only that night, Mu Yichen barely got any sleep. His wife squirmed in his embrace about ten times, with her leg draped over him.

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The next morning, after Qin Mu returned, the first rain of Rongcheng began to fall.