His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 1922: Chapter 552: President Mu Stands Up Mrs. Mu (Second Update)

Mu Yichen listened without looking at her, merely asking a question as he started the car.

Qin Mu...

It’s difficult to find the right balance, isn’t it? Paying attention doesn’t work, not paying attention doesn’t work either.

”Why aren’t you asking anymore?”

Mu Yichen drove away from the hospital, breaking the silence in the car after a long pause.

”I’m afraid I’ll say something wrong!”

Qin Mu glanced at him, then looked ahead.

Even though she was sitting next to him, she felt they were worlds apart.

Mu Yichen turned to look at her briefly, smirked slightly, and continued driving.

Qin Mu felt a tightness in her breath.

For three days straight, they interacted in this awkward atmosphere, eating breakfast together in the morning before work, and returning home together, having dinner, then going to bed.

Qin Mingzhu returned home from the hospital, and Qin Mu picked her up. Wang Huanyu couldn’t spare time during the day, and his mother was advanced in age, so Qin Mu felt she shouldn’t make the elder overly busy, letting her wait at home instead.

Once the sisters were home, the maternity matron helped wrap up the little one snugly before carrying him out, while Wang Huanyu’s mother waited nearby, gently supporting Qin Mingzhu.

”Mom, I’m fine!”

Qin Mingzhu replied softly, like a dutiful daughter-in-law.

Qin Mu stood by the car, holding daily necessities and waiting for the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law pair, feeling this scene was unlike what Mingzhu had described when they were in Beijing.

Isn’t this a great mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship? Harmonious indeed!

”Be careful of catching a cold. Your body isn’t as sturdy during the second pregnancy compared to the first!”

Wang Huanyu’s mother had prepared a thin hat for her to wear before letting her get out of the car and into the house.

Qin Mu followed behind, while the housekeeper quickly took the items from her hand and informed her that lunch was almost ready.

”Qin Mu, don’t leave for lunch! Stay and eat with us!”

After helping Qin Mingzhu settle on the sofa, Wang Huanyu’s mother looked at Qin Mu with delight, inviting her warmly.

”Okay!”

Qin Mu agreed, sitting down on a single-seater sofa nearby.

”Huanyu has been incredibly busy lately, thanks to you and your husband for helping out. When he has some free time, invite him over so I can thank you both personally.”

”Auntie, no need for formalities, we’re family!”

Qin Mu responded with courtesy, engaging in conversation.

Qin Mingzhu playfully stuck her tongue out at her, seemingly enjoying seeing her sister sit decorously and chat formally.

”It’s a relief with you and your husband around, or I’d really worry leaving this girl here.”

Though Wang Huanyu’s mother continued to smile, her gaze and words...

Qin Mu maintained a polite smile, not sure how to respond.

”Mom, I’m starving! When will lunch be ready?”

”Lunch is almost ready. You sisters keep chatting, I’ll go check on my grandson!”

Saying this, Wang Huanyu’s mother got up, eager to share her joy with the family in Beijing, the birth of her new grandson being such a significant event for the Wang family.

The baby had just been brought home and was carried to the nursery by the maternity matron. Though the nursery was newly renovated, it was very eco-friendly and cozy.

Wang Huanyu’s mother went to see the hungry baby, happily taking him from the maternity matron to personally feed him with a bottle, obviously cherishing him.

Sitting in the living room, Qin Mu couldn’t help but feel touched by the memories. Glancing up, it seemed she could see Qin Haiming sitting diagonally across, holding a tea cup, smiling at her kindly yet guiltily.

Everything seemed as if it happened yesterday—the car accident, the scorched site from the explosion—all vividly remembered.

Perhaps her father was taken to another dimension.

A foreign film popped into her mind where a father and daughter existed in a mental space, unable to meet, yet the father found ways to let the daughter know he was still alive.

Perhaps Qin Haiming just went to another dimension.

The pain in her heart gradually eased.

”Sis, have you reconciled with Yichen now?”

”Sis?”

”Sis?”

”Qin Mu!”

Qin Mingzhu called her several times, with no response, so she raised her hand to grab her wrist. Only then did Qin Mu snap out of it: ”What did you say?”

Qin Mingzhu...

”Were you thinking about Dad?”

Qin Mingzhu seemed to see through her thoughts from the warmth in her eyes.