His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 1785 - 500: No Need to Hurry Down_2

Qiao Yi...

The two were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn’t notice Qin Mu’s expression freeze when she mentioned she had been sitting in the office.

"Of course, I’m curious. What do you think of this girl? No, how do you evaluate her?"

Qiao Yi was actually most puzzled about why Qin Mu would come here, as she usually couldn’t be invited even if they tried.

"Evaluation? Young is young, but a bit ordinary! Aren’t you going to ask why I’m here?"

Qin Mu offered a brief evaluation and then looked earnestly at Qiao Yi, curious to ask him this question.

Qiao Yi...

He hadn’t recovered from Qin Mu’s evaluation earlier, and stared at her dumbfounded.

"Couldn’t be that Xi Meng called you, right?"

Qiao Yi expected that Xi Meng couldn’t resist calling Qin Mu, but he couldn’t believe it happened so quickly!

But Qin Mu’s harmless smile made him think it really was Xi Meng who called her.

"That woman is really..."

Qiao Yi was helpless, as he had no way to deal with Xi Meng and was always at a disadvantage in arguments.

Qiao Yi then looked at Mu Yichen, and seeing that he looked unbothered, he felt relieved.

"Since you two still seem busy this afternoon and I’ve eaten, I have some work in the afternoon too, so I’ll head back to the studio!"

After finishing her meal, Qin Mu stood up first.

When Mu Yichen saw she was leaving, he also stood up: "Then let’s set off early. I’ll go down with Qin Mu first. You don’t need to rush downstairs!"

Mu Yichen said, and then with a questioning look from Qin Mu, led her out of the private room.

Qiao Yi felt he couldn’t continue eating, surprised at how his boss and buddy forsake loyalty for a woman so readily, and in the middle of the day...

Right! He wasn’t going down!

No! He had to go down. After thinking about it, he pulled out his phone and messaged Zhao Huai: "Where are you?"

Zhao Huai: "Outside!"

Old Qiao: "Damn, why are you outside every day?"

Zhao Huai: "It’s lunchtime now!"

Old Qiao: "..."

Zhao Huai: "What’s up?"

Old Qiao: "Can you not be so aloof? You’re so sparing with words when talking to your bro, but so long-winded with women. I’ll report you to Chen Xiaomei!"

Zhao Huai: "Bro! I’m having lunch with my wife now, if there’s nothing, I’ll hang up!"

Old Qiao: "Damn! Are all of you trying to make me jealous? Are you coming back? There’s a good show in the parking lot today!"

Zhao Huai: "?"

Old Qiao: "President Mu and Mrs. Mu are getting frisky in the car."

Zhao Huai: "Impossible. Qin Mu went over a little after ten in the morning, and I heard she only got to the restaurant after noon. If Brother Chen still has energy now, I guess Qin Mu’s small frame is done for!"

Old Qiao: "..." Completely baffled.

Zhao Huai: "I’ll be back around three in the afternoon, got to finish my meal first!"

Old Qiao put his phone back in his pocket, frowning at the unfinished meal on the table, thinking, Qin Mu had come over so early, had they already sorted everything out? Was there something else he didn’t know?

Suddenly, Qiao Yi felt like a fool, asking so many ignorant questions, and now was hurt by just a few words from Zhao Huai.

So Qiao Yi didn’t go to find Mu Yichen, but instead pulled Xi Meng, who was leaving with Zhang Hongyun after lunch, into a corner to ask clearly about today’s events.

"Anyway, you blame me, but I couldn’t hide it from her any longer!"

Xi Meng resigned herself, knowing Qiao Yi would be angry.

"It’s not that! You could have at least given me a heads up! Don’t you know I just acted like a clown in front of them asking silly questions!"

Qiao Yi had his hands on his hips, almost frustrated to the point of spitting blood at his ignorance.

"What did you ask?"

Xi Meng looked at him curiously, waiting for his answer.

Qiao Yi...

"Nothing! Nothing! Come on, let’s go rest in my office for a bit!"

"I have to get back to work, Zhang Hongyun already went back!"

Xi Meng replied.

Hearing that name, Qiao Yi wasn’t very happy, frowning and still with his hands on his hips.

"What’s with that look?"

Xi Meng asked him, seemingly clueless though she knew the reason.

"What could it be? It’s you, why do you care about Zhang Hongyun?"

"I’ve got three reports left on my computer to handle. I’m going back to work overtime, okay?"

Xi Meng asked again.

"Anyway, work first, son second, and I’m third. What else can I say?"

Qiao Yi, annoyed, grumbled coldly, not looking at Xi Meng.

"Alright then, I’m off!"

Xi Meng understood him, so she simply said before leaving.

"Hey, hey, hey! I’m your husband!"

Qiao Yi looked at Xi Meng with a ’don’t brush me off’ expression.

"I know! So what?"

Xi Meng chuckled, asking him.

"At the very least, give me a kiss!"

Qiao Yi didn’t look at her, pretending to be angry, but when he said that, he felt as if he had been kissed, so he wasn’t really that mad anymore.

Xi Meng glanced around, saw it was empty, and then tiptoed slightly to peck him on the cheek.

"I’m off!"

Xi Meng left, and Qiao Yi stood there with one hand on his waist, the other gently touching the spot she had kissed him, and after a moment, he smiled.

It felt like a burly guy finally got some affection, and secretly grinned from ear to ear.

When Xi Meng went back, Zhang Hongyun was still sitting in her chair texting, and hearing the sound, quickly covered her phone with her hand, smiling as she greeted, "Secretary Xi is back, I thought you’d chat with Assistant Qiao a bit longer!"

Xi Meng noticed the subtle expression in Zhang Hongyun’s eyes, laughed, and told her, "I thought you were shy, being so young, turns out you’re experienced too!"

Zhang Hongyun’s face turned awkward as she lowered her head.

"Actually, my family is very traditional, but when a girl reaches a certain age, she gets curious about some things, you know! I still haven’t had a boyfriend until now!"

Zhang Hongyun blushed, her voice lowering as she spoke.

"You’ve never had a boyfriend? You’re so pretty, with so many guys chasing after you, you really haven’t had a boyfriend?"

After sitting down, Xi Meng, shocked, turned and looked at her, incredulous.

"Yes!"

Zhang Hongyun lowered her eyes, suddenly becoming a shy little girl.

Xi Meng...

"Guess your standards are too high, huh? Don’t fancy the average boys? What kind of guys do you like? Tell me!"

Intending to work, Xi Meng abruptly switched gears, turning toward Zhang Hongyun, eagerly gossiping.

"Well, he has to be excellent, at the very least. Of course, good looks are also important."

Seeing Xi Meng’s interest, Zhang Hongyun’s eyes sparkled, and she shyly began talking.

"Oh? How do you define excellent? Wealthy family?"

Xi Meng inquired further.

"He should have a stable financial foundation, matching my family’s status for sure, but I’m not after men’s money. I earn enough for myself, and my parents are generous, often giving me allowance. All I want is a man capable enough to win my heart, making me willingly stay by his side like a little bird!"

By the end, Zhang Hongyun was genuinely shy.

While Xi Meng was mentally affirming her understanding of her meaning.

——

JY Studio!

A super trendy yellow car spun around in the parking lot of their studio before backing in. Then, pushing open the door despite it not being summer yet, a tall girl was already in a pink short skirt.

A breeze blew through, lifting her long hair, accentuating her chest, as she clutched her small bag with both hands, and stepping firmly in ten-centimeter blue high heels, strode into the studio.