His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 1835: Chapter 524

”Not here? Going to your place?”

Fan Qing felt a little nervous about going to his place.

”Yeah! Go to my place, pack your luggage, and move in tonight!”

Tan Yiwen agreed and told her.

Fan Qing was utterly shocked, suspecting her ears were playing tricks on her, suddenly feeling a buzzing and looked at him in disbelief.

”Do you want me to help you pack?”

Tan Yiwen asked her again.

”Huh? No! No need! Not that! How can I move into your place? We...”

”We’re from the same hometown, and we’re struggling together in this city. As your big brother, it’s okay for me to help you like this. If it gets awkward, you could even help with some rent!”

So, Fan Qing moved to Tan Yiwen’s place. She dropped her suitcase to the side and went into the kitchen. His fridge had everything. She noticed a light green apron, so she took it off the wall, tied it around her waist, neatly tied her long hair up, and began to cook.

Because Tan Yiwen needed to help Qin Mu with a contract termination, he planned to go to the study. He first stopped by to say hi but found her skillfully preparing dinner in the kitchen. At that moment, Tan Yiwen’s heart trembled fiercely.

He realized he’d never really looked at her before, not realizing that such a capable, domestic woman was right beside him.

Fan Qing, that name suddenly etched in his heart recently.

”Fan Qing!”

He suddenly called out.

Fan Qing turned her head from the kitchen and looked at him: ”Huh?”

”I’m going to get busy for a while!”

He lifted the documents in his hand and said softly.

”Okay! I’ll call you when dinner’s ready!”

Fan Qing agreed, continuing to cook.

Seeing her so focused, Tan Yiwen couldn’t help but smile before heading to the study for work. Once inside and hearing the study door close, Fan Qing’s chopping slowed down, still feeling it was somewhat unreal.

——

But at the Mu Family’s dinner time, it was rather quiet, or perhaps it should be said, cold and silent.

Had it been usual, Qin Mu would have already cried in his arms about such matters. But after all this time, she still ignored him, let alone sought comfort in his arms.

”Mom, can you sleep with me tonight?”

Huanhuan asked while eating the rice in her bowl, looking up at her mother across from her.

Qin Mu lifted her eyes: ”Mm!”

Thinking, is there any need to say it? I can only sleep with you.

”Huanhuan, how about sleeping with Grandma tonight? Grandma wants to sleep with you!”

Feng Fanghua gently suggested, her voice particularly soft.

Qin Mu glanced at Feng Fanghua, didn’t dare speak, only feeling suffocated, thinking to herself, Huanhuan, please don’t agree with Grandma!

”Alright!”

Who knew that Huanhuan would look at her grandma for a moment and then agreed.

Qin Mu...

When Mu Yichen heard Huanhuan want to sleep with Qin Mu, he’d already stiffened up, almost seemed like he couldn’t breathe. Upon hearing this, he slightly let out a breath and continued nonchalantly eating the greens before him.

”Then I want to sleep with Grandpa!”

Seeing his sister had Grandma, Chengcheng certainly wanted Grandpa!

Mu Zihao lifted his eyes and smiled: ”Chengcheng wants to sleep with Grandpa, then shall we quickly finish dinner and go take a bath together? Then Grandpa will tell you a story!”

”Mm-hmm!”

Chengcheng loved listening to Grandpa’s stories, especially the profound ones, those exciting and deep stories.

The two elders thus happily sent the children away. At night, Qin Mu wanted to sneak into Huanhuan’s room, but Feng Fanghua asked at the doorway: ”Mumu, where are you going?”

”Huh? Oh! I’m going to Huanhuan’s room to get something!”

Qin Mu gathered her long hair and replied in an unnaturally quiet voice to Feng Fanghua.

”Bring Huanhuan’s storybook over while you’re at it!”

Feng Fanghua instructed.

Qin Mu...

”Oh!”

Qin Mu agreed, then slowly walked toward Huanhuan’s room, feeling like she was being monitored.

Already in low spirits, now she felt even more deflated. With nothing for herself, she helped Feng Fanghua get Huanhuan’s book.

Feng Fanghua stood at the door waiting, glancing into her own room with sharp eyes that scanned Huanhuan’s room, then turned to see her son coming out of the study.

Feng Fanghua gave him a look, which Mu Yichen didn’t quite understand and returned with a glance, then leaned his head in to greet Huanhuan. Huanhuan, who had changed into pajamas and was on the bed playing, smiled at him when she saw her dad. After Mu Yichen left, she turned over, waiting for Grandma.