His Beloved Treasure

Fortunately, the old man was still quite robust and had enough of a temper to endure.

”Sigh, what do you plan to do next?”

Feng Fanghua asked again, her eyes bored when she looked at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu didn’t dare to say much, but Mu Yichen turned to her with a cold look, ”See her!”

Everyone who heard that looked at Mu Yichen, and naturally, Qin Mu did too.

He was passing the problem to her?

”Who knows what the future holds? But now that the Jing Family knows about your marriage, you should all move back here.”

Qin Mu looked up in surprise at the couple opposite her.

Feng Fanghua also looked at Mu Zihao: Just let her move back in?

”We’ve come to this point already, and besides... we didn’t think things through at the beginning. Asking you to move out was a mistake on my and your aunt’s part, no, your mother-in-law’s judgement was poor.”

”You asked her to move out?”

Mu Yichen immediately frowned.

”So what if we asked her to move out? Even now, I’m not willing to let her move back because her relationship with the Jing Family was severed so abruptly; is it worth it?”

Feng Fanghua retorted immediately when she saw her son frown.

Mu Yichen couldn’t help but sneer, ”Mrs. Feng, is it up to me or you to decide what’s worth it?”

”Whoever wants to decide can decide, Huanhuan, let’s go. Follow grandma to the kitchen.”

Feng Fanghua, irritated by her son’s tone, immediately got up and took her granddaughter to the kitchen.

Mu Yichen then turned to berate his own woman: And you? Don’t you plan to say something to me?

”Mu Yichen!”

What else could Qin Mu say? In his home, in front of his family, she just wanted to remind him not to be so hot-tempered.

”I’ve said it before, don’t leave me for anything or anyone again. Did you take my words as a mere breeze?

After finishing his words, he got up and went upstairs.

She just watched his resolute back, and for a moment, a chill seeped into her stomach.

But what could she say?

Tell him, his parents were afraid to break with the Jing Family, so they had sent her away to smooth over the relationship between the two families?

Or tell him, his parents didn’t think highly of them as a couple and hoped they would divorce?

Mu Zihao sighed helplessly: This kid often loses his temper with you, doesn’t he?

Qin Mu didn’t know how to reply and just laughed unconsciously.

”The kid is good to you, that’s why he loses his temper. You know that, right?”

Mu Zihao reassured her again.

Qin Mu nodded: I know!

She always knew, all his temper, was because of her.

”I know you are a good child. It’s beyond my and your mother-in-law’s expectations that you would bear such grievances without a word. Mumu, maybe it’s our fate. Please settle down here.”

Qin Mu didn’t dare to speak, she just subconsciously lowered her gaze to stare at her ring.

”Don’t you know your mother-in-law by now? She’s all bark and no bite. The cheongsam you gave her yesterday? She put it on as soon as she got back to her room last night, didn’t even want to put it away when going to bed.”

This indeed surprised Qin Mu.

”If she likes it, I’ll make them for her often.”

She unconsciously promised happily.

”Yes! So settle down here and be at peace, don’t live alone in the studio anymore, it’s too bleak.”

Mu Zihao said.

”Mom!”

Just as the two had spoken a few words, Feng Fanghua returned with Huanhuan, who had something in her mouth, munching while calling to her.

Qin Mu, looking at her daughter rushing into her arms, couldn’t help but take an extra glance at her: Don’t run while eating, understood?

”Mm!”

Huanhuan nodded vigorously, her face full of happiness.

”Are you implying that I didn’t teach Huanhuan well?”

Feng Fanghua asked as she sat down.

Qin Mu...

”I’ve already settled it with Mumu, she’ll live here from now on. Henceforth, our family must not be disunited; we have to work together to make our days better.”

This was directed by Mu Zihao toward both Feng Fanghua and Qin Mu.

”But when trouble comes, we’ll see if you can still be as breezy as you are now.”

Feng Fanghua didn’t chase her away, but glanced at Qin Mu as she left those words.

Later, no one dared to call Yichen to dinner, for the servants had heard him flare up earlier. Qin Mu wanted to send Huanhuan, but Feng Fanghua said: Go yourself if you want to, don’t use my granddaughter as an excuse.

So she had no choice but to go upstairs herself. She was about to knock on the door when she lifted her hand and realized it led to his bedroom. Thinking that he might be lying on the bed sulking, she gently turned the doorknob.