His Beloved Treasure

"Why do you have so many weird tricks? Huh?"

Qin Mu raised her hand to cup his face, asking him helplessly.

"With you, I always keep things fresh!"

"Bah!"

Qin Mu scoffed disdainfully, yet she felt a bit moved inside.

He always loved playing tricks to interact with her, which was fine as long as they made her happy. But tricks that could choke her, they should forget about.

She didn’t feel happy, although her heart was racing. All she saw was Mu’s own happiness.

"Did Luo Li ask you out tonight?"

Mu Yichen dominantly wrapped his arm around her waist, walking towards the main building, and asked her softly.

"Yeah! I haven’t asked you yet, but I heard Zhang Hongyun resigned?"

Qin Mu suddenly recalled Fan Qing’s words and asked him curiously.

Their voices seemed insignificant yet beautiful in the vast courtyard.

"Resigned? To be precise, she was fired!"

Mu Yichen heard Qin Mu’s comment and corrected her.

"Fired? Did you set her up?"

Qin Mu asked him.

"That’s not a nice way to put it; her work ability was just too poor!"

Mu Yichen explained.

Qin Mu sighed helplessly as they were about to enter the house.

Her husband always seemed to speak so reasonably!

But speaking of Zhang Hongyun, who knows what kind of tricks she’ll pull in the future, there are so many big bosses in Rongcheng, why single out her husband?

Qin Mu was upset inwardly, so she didn’t talk much about her. Once they reached the room, Mu Yichen insisted on helping her undress, holding her close as she murmured to him: "Sister Luo wants to cooperate with me to organize a show!"

"Hmm? Didn’t you stop organizing them in the past two years?"

"Originally, yes!"

Mu Yichen questioned her, and Qin Mu’s answer made Mu Yichen furrow his brow further, yet he didn’t stop his actions as he continued undressing her.

"And then?"

Mu Yichen asked, furrowing his brow, pulling her dress away from her chest.

Qin Mu looked up at him and murmured: "This cooperation is beneficial to our JY, and besides, she sincerely invited me, I really couldn’t refuse."

Mu Yichen simply looked at her without speaking.

Qin Mu knew he wasn’t pleased, so she reached up to help him unbutton his shirt, finding a red mark on his chest from where she bit him outside.

She felt a slight pang of heartache, then kissed his chest gently, looking up sincerely: "I promise it won’t disturb our normal life."

"Promise? Does it matter?"

When she gets busy, she’ll forget all the sweet promises she made earlier.

Women, really the most heartless he’s ever seen.

"Oh, that was before! Now I’m a mother to two children, and we’re a happy family; you’ve given me so much wealth that I don’t need to work myself half to death!"

Qin Mu explained to him.

Mu Yichen didn’t believe a word, though he wouldn’t stop her.

"You, woman! I really can’t handle you!"

Mu Yichen gave her waist a firm pinch, saying helplessly.

Qin Mu cried out in pain, then suddenly laughed, because when he said he couldn’t handle her, it meant he was supporting her decision.

"I knew you were the best!"

Qin Mu wrapped her arms around his neck, tiptoeing to kiss the corner of his mouth.

This dragonfly kiss always made Mu Yichen frown; it was never enough.

"Join me for a bath!"

Mu Yichen said softly, wrapping his arms around her waist, effortlessly lifting her. Qin Mu naturally held onto him as he carried her to the bathroom.

At first, she was scared when he lifted her like this, but she got used to it and no longer worried about being suffocated.

Additionally, Qin Mu noticed she seemed to have gained some weight around her waist in the past couple of days, which wasn’t a good feeling. Qin Mu thought to herself that agreeing to cooperate with Luo Li might help her lose weight.

——

Zhang Hongyun went to Tan Yiwen’s apartment at night to find him, but knocked on the door and got no response. She later called and found out he was outside, so she waited downstairs until Tan Yiwen’s car arrived; she reflexively walked over but paused halfway.

In the passenger seat was someone she knew very well.

Fan Qing?

Zhang Hongyun frowned, the woman who said she was too busy at noon now sat in the car of the man she liked, what was this?

Wasn’t Tan Yiwen supposed to be with female colleagues in the afternoon?

Zhang Hongyun’s eyes locked onto the passenger seat, and Fan Qing inside looked at Zhang Hongyun outside with some fear, getting nervous and gripping the seat belt, unsure if she should get out.

"Wait for me, I’ll go greet her first."

"Okay!"

At least Tan Yiwen didn’t plan to let her out, and Fan Qing nodded in agreement as Tan Yiwen opened the car door and got out.

Zhang Hongyun had already walked to the passenger side, her expression awkward, fake smiling: "Fan Qing? Is it really you?"

Fan Qing looked at the woman through the window, about to get out, but Tan Yiwen had already walked over.

"What do you want from me?"

Tan Yiwen walked over, standing in front of the passenger window, asking Zhang Hongyun.

Zhang Hongyun stood by, clearly feeling Tan Yiwen was protecting Fan Qing, unknowingly getting angry: "Why are you two together? Why is she in your car and why did you bring her home?"

"First, there’s no need to tell you why we’re together. Second, her being in my car is between us. Third, we’re not at my home, just downstairs."

Tan Yiwen was impatient, unable to tolerate Zhang Hongyun’s spoiled attitude anymore.

"Wow! Tan Yiwen, first you have proud female colleagues, then ordinary girls, and me, the noble rich young lady. You’re riding three boats at once!"

"Hongyun, you’re mistaken, we only had a meal!"

Fan Qing couldn’t stand it anymore, clarifying from the passenger seat.

"You say it’s just a meal; we’ve been like sisters, I trust you, but I just don’t trust this man."

Zhang Hongyun turned to Tan Yiwen, originally there to borrow money, but now she wasn’t in a hurry for money, angry at Tan Yiwen for bringing another girl home.

"What did you come for?"

"To borrow money!"

Zhang Hongyun proudly stated her purpose.

Tan Yiwen wordlessly took out a brown wallet, pulling out all his cash for Zhang Hongyun.

Zhang Hongyun took it without a word, Fan Qing watched from the car, easily three thousand at least? Zhang Hongyun always lavish, surely the money often borrowed from Tan Yiwen?

No! That wasn’t borrowing; she’d definitely never repay it.

"I’ll return it when I can, but don’t seek out Fan Qing again. Men like you wanting multiple girlfriends aren’t worthy of being with our Qing, Qing, get out, come with me!"

Fan Qing was pulled from the car by Zhang Hongyun, looking back with each step, unwillingly but without choice.

"Hongyun, let go of me, I’ll catch a cab home!"

On the roadside, Fan Qing’s arm was nearly dislocated from Zhang Hongyun’s pull, she said.

"Fine! I’ll let go, Fan Qing, promise me you won’t have anything to do with this man, if you two get together, even the kids would have defects."