His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 2106: Chapter 600: The Fun of Dou Qi

The aunt watched from the side and quickly stepped forward to pat her back: ”Are you okay, Young Madam?”

Qin Mu held her chest with one hand, leaned on the table, and waved the other hand, just wanting to find a hole to crawl into.

”What’s wrong?”

A familiar voice approached, and Qin Mu started coughing even more fiercely.

The aunt stepped back, and Mu Yichen went forward to smooth her back: ”What’s going on? Drinking some sweet water and yet making a big deal out of it!”

With just this sentence, Qin Mu, although still nervous, didn’t feel as tense as when she first heard he returned.

Qin Mu raised her hand slightly and softly said: ”Okay! You don’t need to pat anymore!”

Though her voice was soft, Mu Yichen heard it clearly, pulled the chair next to her, and sat down facing her: ”Just got up?”

Just got up?

Qin Mu thought to herself, this sounds awful, like I’m so lazy.

”I’ve been up for a while!”

Qin Mu said softly, continuing to lower her head to drink the soup.

”Young Master, would you like a bowl too? There’s more in the pot!”

”Okay!”

Mu Yichen slightly lifted his eyes and agreed to the aunt.

After the aunt went into the kitchen, Qin Mu looked at him, finding his sharp leopard-like black eyes staring intently at her, as if he had been ready all along, waiting for her to fall into his deep abyss.

”Left early, back early too!”

Qin Mu pretended to speak to him lightly, neither warm nor cold.

”Hum! Listening to Mrs. Mu, are you displeased that I came back early?”

Mu Yichen casually bantered with her.

Qin Mu...

Why did she feel like he was questioning her?

”Of course not!”

Qin Mu was afraid he’d be upset, after all, their elders and children would be coming back soon, so she quickly clarified, lowering her head and eyes, concentrating on drinking the sweet water.

”So, do you feel I left too early this morning?”

Mu Yichen asked again.

Qin Mu...

Qin Mu felt he must be doing it on purpose, purposefully making things difficult, how could he twist a sentence around and around, always able to ask something new? The way people in China ask questions is profound, but as someone in business like Mu, isn’t he supposed to be a bit ignorant in this regard?

”Um! Yes, a bit early!”

Qin Mu thought of the message she sent him this morning, which he didn’t even reply to, why should she bother with him?

What did reading a novel bother him for? Why was he unhappy?

Mu Yichen looked at her without speaking, merely watching her intently.

Qin Mu didn’t look at him, eating a piece of pear, chewing slowly.

The aunt helped Mu Yichen bring the rock sugar pear water, placed it beside him, and then left, not disturbing the couple’s chat.

Seeing her not speaking, Mu Yichen also said nothing more, turned around, and quietly drank the sweet water, which indeed tasted very refreshing.

After finishing the sweet water, he suddenly remembered her neck discomfort and opened his mouth: ”You...”

”You...”

Unexpectedly, Qin Mu also suddenly spoke, the two stared at each other, one had a pounding heart, the other merely puzzled.

”Hmm?”

Mu Yichen calmly asked.

”Did you make things difficult for Old Qiao at the office today?”

Qin Mu knew he meant for her to speak first, so she did.

”Old Qiao came to you?”

Mu Yichen asked, slightly frowning.

Qin Mu lowered her gaze, considering it a tacit acknowledgment.

”What did he say?”

Mu Yichen asked without thinking much, focusing only on the question.

”Didn’t say much, but if you’re angry with me, why vent it on others?”

Qin Mu’s voice wasn’t high, yet she was indeed criticizing his irrationality.

”Should I vent it on you then?”

Mu Yichen suddenly became good-tempered, smiling as he asked her.

Qin Mu instinctively raised her eyes to look at him, then scaredly backed away far: ”Then you better vent it on him!”

Thinking, if you vent on me, it would definitely torture me to death, better vent on your good buddy.

Qiao Yi sneezed hugely at home.

”How about you? Is your neck still hurting?”

Mu Yichen asked her, raising his hand wanting to give her a little massage, Qin Mu instinctively leaned hard back in the chair, causing its legs to screech against the floor, Mu Yichen...

”What are you trying to do?”

Qin Mu saw his displeased eyes and questioned him.

”Isn’t your neck hurting? Let me give it a rub!”

Mu Yichen frowned deeply, this woman simply made him want to slap her.

”Give me a rub?”

Qin Mu questioned, instinctively touched her half of the neck, thinking if you give it a rub, my neck would probably break, right?

Qin Mu didn’t dare to use him, at least not now, he had stormed off this morning without looking back, clearly furious, otherwise throughout the day he’d at least send her ten messages or a couple of calls.