His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 1651: Chapter 461: The Beginning and the End (7)

”You don’t know what I’m angry about? Ask your own heart, when you wanted to find your master, didn’t your man have the right to be angry?”

Mu Yichen easily pulled her by the wrist to his side, seating her on his lap, his deep questioning voice condensed the air in the entire space.

Qin Mu lowered her eyes, looking at the man holding her. She always knew his desire for control was very strong.

”Why did you say you wanted to take me to Paris to see Jian Yan the last time he was sick?”

Qin Mu asked again, with a lot of silence in her voice.

Mu Yichen looked into her apricot eyes with his sharp black ones, then let out a slight smile, ”Because at that time, you didn’t want to run to him.”

”You think you’ve seen through my thoughts, you think you can always see through me in this life, but Mu Yichen, there are times when you misjudge!”

After hearing this, Qin Mu gave a shallow smile, yet it was full of irony, although she didn’t know who she was mocking.

”Oh? Was I wrong? You didn’t want to go to Paris to find him?”

Mu Yichen squinted his phoenix eyes slightly, powerfully questioning her.

”I do! I think about it all the time!”

Qin Mu looked at him directly, at this moment, she realized how selfish he was, yet she still wanted to give him some leeway.

Is their love a balance of power? Or is it a case of strong man, weak woman?

In fact, in love, regardless of which kind it is, it doesn’t matter, what matters is whether they can tolerate each other’s shortcomings.

Because the so-called balance of power, the so-called strong man, weak woman, are just evaluations by outsiders, and in the hearts of the people involved, matching or suitable cannot be explained by just those few words.

Mu Yichen suddenly stopped talking, but his grip on her hand unconsciously increased.

And Qin Mu clearly felt her hand was about to be crushed by him, yet she couldn’t utter a word of surrender.

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After that, during the long afternoon, they each busied themselves with their own matters. Qin Mu went to the place where sweet potatoes were sold to buy a few roasted ones from the old man, while Mu Yichen was busy in the office with tasks unknown.

In the evening, Mu Yichen did not come home for dinner, he made a call to Mu Zihao, then disappeared.

Qin Mu accompanied the kids to play in the amusement park for a while, then read them the story of ”Little Pig Xili Hula.” The two little ones listened intently, so Qin Mu immersed herself completely as well.

After taking the call, Mu Zihao sat on the couch, ”Yichen said he won’t be back for dinner.”

Feng Fanghua and the old man were both taken aback, Feng Fanghua sighed, worriedly asking, ”He told me everything was fine, does this look like nothing’s wrong?”

”What kind of behavior is it to not come home for dinner after every argument? Call him back, say that I said this is not our family’s practice, not coming home for dinner after a fight, I won’t allow it!”

The old man thought for a while, asking Mu Zihao to call Mu Yichen back.

”Let’s let it go for tonight, it seems he’s with Jing Feng, I’ll talk to him when he comes back.”

Mu Zihao told the old man, also worried in his heart, every time his son argued with his daughter-in-law, he loved to run outside.

”I said, Qin Mu doesn’t usually like to go to the amusement park with the kids, claiming it’s too noisy, why did she suddenly go tonight, sigh! But what’s the reason this time?”

Feng Fanghua asked them, troubled.

Yet, this time, no one knew the reason, because neither of the couple would say a single word more.

”I asked several times but couldn’t find out, forget it! As long as they don’t separate, things will get better after a while!”

Mu Zihao said.

”I’m telling you, your son really has a big temper!”

The old man couldn’t help scolding a bit when he heard Mu Zihao being so indulgent with his son.

Mu Zihao raised his eyes, that glance seemed to say: yet he doesn’t take after me at all, he’s more like you when you were young.

”Why are you looking at me? I only have a ’good son’ like you!”

The old man widened his eyes, as if seeing through the thoughts in his son’s mind, immediately added a word.

Mu Zihao gave a helpless, shallow smile, ”Dad, you rarely praise me!”

”Hmph! You’re really shameless!”

Hearing this, the old man laughed even more exaggeratedly, thinking where did you learn this shameless trait?

Feng Fanghua listened to their conversation, a bit confused, how did it suddenly get to the matter of shamelessness? Her husband was so shy, how could he be shameless?

However, those two wouldn’t know what she was thinking, still staring at each other with dissatisfaction.