His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 1971: Chapter 565: Mrs. Mu Finally Reveals Her Feelings (Part 3)

But Yang Qin thought and thought, and in the end, she could only shake her head helplessly: ”I’ve just arrived in Rongcheng a few months ago, living a routine life commuting to and from work, and all the people I know are my colleagues. I really can’t think of anyone I might have offended.”

Mu Yichen nodded slightly after hearing this, then glanced outside. The police had taken everyone away and were going to question them later.

The rain was washing over his expensive car, and they could both hear it clearly inside. Yang Qin continued to hold back the rage inside her. Those people had daggers in their pockets, and they were all very sharp.

Even though Mu Yichen was strong, he still ended up getting cut by one of them.

After Yang Qin bandaged him up, she asked, ”What are you going to say when you go back?”

”I’ll tell the truth!”

Mu Yichen glanced at her, guessing she didn’t want anyone else to know about this, but he couldn’t hide it from Qin Mu.

”Hmm!”

Yang Qin lowered her head and didn’t say anything more. Although they hadn’t worked together for long, it was enough for her to understand his nature.

Mu Yichen quickly got dressed. Of course, he had his reservations; it was necessary before, but now, there was no need to be bare-chested in front of another woman.

Yang Qin kept her head down while he dressed, not daring to look more, even though she noticed a faint scar on Mu Yichen’s chest that looked like a bite mark. She didn’t dare to ask or guess, so she swallowed everything she saw and suppressed her emotions that shouldn’t exist at this moment.

But her heart was beating so fiercely, it felt like the car couldn’t contain it. She was a bit scared until he started the engine, and then Yang Qin looked at him again: ”Your arm is injured; let me drive!”

”Mrs. Mu is waiting; just sit tight!”

Mu Yichen sighed lightly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. The determination in his gaze told Yang Qin he wanted to return to Mrs. Mu as quickly as possible.

In his heart, there had always been only one Mrs. Mu.

Yang Qin didn’t move again; she withdrew her hand from his arm and buckled her seatbelt.

Mu Yichen first drove Yang Qin home. Since there was no umbrella in the car anymore, she could only use her bag to shield herself from the rain as she ran inside. Once she was out, Mu Yichen immediately drove off towards the apartment, surprised that Yang Qin’s neighborhood was so close to their apartment.

Of course, there was a street between them, and the property prices were worlds apart.

However, it was closer to their workplace.

Mu Yichen tried to drive as fast as possible, but with the rain getting heavier, he couldn’t drive as fast as usual.

When he was almost at the entrance of the neighborhood, he saw someone with an umbrella looking towards him. He couldn’t see clearly but furrowed his brow.

Because although she held an umbrella, she was drenched from head to toe.

He didn’t need to see clearly to be angry.

Qin Mu!

His beloved Mrs. Mu was foolish enough to...

Could it be she had been standing in the rain since calling him?

How many times had she called him? Seventeen times?

That had broken their childhood record; she had never called him that many times.

When did she make the first call?

Mu Yichen cursed lowly in anger and gritted his teeth.

His hand involuntarily gripped the steering wheel tightly, causing the wound to bleed again, but he couldn’t care about that. He only felt anger and sped up the car, not worrying about splashing her with water. When he reached her, he braked abruptly.

Dirty water splashed onto Qin Mu’s face and, needless to say, her body.

She instinctively dodged, and her mouth was filled with it.

But...

She wasn’t angry at all because she recognized the familiar car and person.

Mu Yichen didn’t use an umbrella, directly opening the car door and walking to her in the rain. They were both soaked through, but their demeanor was entirely different.

One was intensely furious, while the other was tearfully emotional and excited.

When Qin Mu saw him approaching, regardless of how dirty she was, she dropped the umbrella and raised her arms to hug his neck, snuggling tightly: ”Where were you?”

That question, she had held back for hours, like she had endured for centuries.

Mu Yichen didn’t speak. When he was in the car answering her call, he thought it sounded noisy on her end, assuming she was by a window, but now he realized how foolish he had been. She had been standing outside all along.