His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 1631: Chapter 456: The Beginning and the End (2) Taking You as the Center of My World

”If he dies out there, what will you do? Will you continue this marriage with me?”

Mu Yichen chuckled after she finished speaking, then quickly asked her.

Qin Mu’s heart felt like it had been sliced into a million pieces by a knife, with blood seeping out slowly between the fragments.

She always felt that their marriage had nothing to do with Jian Yan, but at this moment, she suddenly realized that in Mu Yichen’s mind, Jian Yan was connected with their marriage.

She shook her head unconsciously, then sank into the sofa, unable to utter a single word.

Why does it always turn out like this just when you think everything’s going well?

From heaven to hell, all in an instant!

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Qin Mu drove to work, her mind blank throughout the journey. After breakfast, the two went out together but got into separate cars like strangers, not even a nod of acknowledgment, and went their own ways at a familiar crossroads.

At lunch, Qin Mu mentioned taking an early year-end break, and everyone seemed delighted but noticed she was quite exhausted. Plus, everyone had heard about Jian Yan’s situation, so they were a bit worried about her.

A colleague comforted her, saying Jian Yan used to go out alone for inspiration, so no need to worry.

But before, he was never unreachable by phone.

But before, he was healthy.

But now, apart from trying to find peace, what else could she do?

Qin Mu looked up a well-known private detective agency in Paris and called them for help in finding Jian Yan’s whereabouts, then continued her life in Rongcheng.

Mu Yichen did not come home that night; Yang Bo invited him and Jing Feng out for dinner.

Jing Feng ran into Mu Yichen in the restaurant parking lot, their cars just happened to be parked together. When Jing Feng got out, he noticed Mu Yichen exiting with a somber expression. Mu Yichen glanced up briefly and then casually looked down again.

”Not in a good mood today, huh!”

Jing Feng remarked as they walked.

”Hmm! You seem a bit better than me?”

Mu Yichen glanced at him, then strode into the restaurant.

Jing Feng followed behind, involuntarily chuckling.

When Yichen’s temper rises, he tends to counter every word you say.

Yang Bo had been waiting for them both for a while; he arrived when it was not yet totally dark.

And now, hmm! Since when did these two become so oblivious to time?

Once Jing Feng and Mu Yichen sat down, their moods worsened because the one sitting before them was surprisingly the happiest among the three.

Before marriage, Yang Bo was quite the lamenter, but post-marriage, he was thriving, looking every bit the newlywed bridegroom, enjoying the perks of wedded life?

Jing Feng and Mu Yichen glanced at him disdainfully, then opened the menus, saying nothing to him.

”What’s up with you two?”

Yang Bo smiled lightly, curious.

”Why did you suddenly decide to treat us to dinner?”

Jing Feng earnestly asked him.

”You both greatly helped during my wedding, naturally, I should treat you to a meal.”

Yang Bo said, his gaze shifting from Jing Feng’s face to Mu Yichen’s, then slightly furrowing his brows: ”Did you have a fight with Xiaomu? You were both fine at my wedding.”

Yang Bo tentatively queried him.

Hearing Xiaomu, Mu Yichen’s mood worsened, and he ordered a bottle of wine a bit pricey for Yang Bo.

Upon hearing the wine’s name, Yang Bo furrowed his brow, thinking this kid wanted to bleed him dry?

”I’m not like you big shots; you both better take it easy on me!”

Yang Bo couldn’t help saying, and just after his words, Jing Feng promptly ordered the restaurant’s signature dish.

”Indeed, newly married ones need a good fleecing from us!”

Jing Feng said after setting down the menu.

”Exactly!”

Mu Yichen echoed lightly, closing the menu.

Yang Bo couldn’t help but chuckle at their demeanor.

”Fine, as long as you’re happy! I’ll take it on the chin today!”

”Take it on the chin indeed!”

Mu Yichen replied without lifting his eyes, his tone indifferent.

Jing Feng and Yang Bo looked at him puzzled, wondering what suddenly went wrong after things seemed fine just days ago.

”Why do you look like a dead face?”

Jing Feng asked him.

The waiter beside them dutifully poured wine, maintaining a perfect poker face, yet internally very active.