His Beloved Treasure

Jing Qing said, as she took out a beautiful Barbie from her large bag, looking at her tenderly.

However, Huanhuan clutched her own toy tightly and then shook her head vigorously.

As if the auntie before her was a venomous scorpion.

A sting pricked Jing Qing’s heart, yet she still smiled, ”Auntie is not a bad person, you know, Auntie is your daddy’s friend.”

The moment Huanhuan heard that, she threw her toy hard towards Jing Qing. Jing Qing was startled; the toy didn’t reach her but instead landed in the cup of hot tea that had just been poured, splashing some onto her skirt.

Because the tea was scalding, she immediately stood up, painfully patting her skirt with her hands.

”Are you all right?”

Feng Fanghua hugged Huanhuan tightly and then asked her anxiously.

Jing Qing’s expression was irritated and resentful for over twenty seconds, but when Feng Fanghua asked her, she immediately put on a strong smile, ”I’m fine, I’ll just go to the restroom.”

Feng Fanghua nodded her head, watching Jing Qing walk away before looking down at Huanhuan again, ”You little rascal.”

Huanhuan pulled a face, then bounded away.

”Follow the little miss, and don’t let her fall.”

Feng Fanghua immediately instructed the maid nearby.

The servant nodded and hurriedly followed Huanhuan out.

Jing Qing fiercely rubbed the tea stain on her skirt in the restroom, inadvertently catching sight of an extra towel on the counter, her heart ached again, her hand gripping the paper towel tightened, her eyes filled with hatred.

When she came out again, her face was the picture of dignity and gentleness.

”Did you hear that Qin Mu and Qin Mingzhu nearly came to blows in a restaurant a few days ago?”

”Really?”

Feng Fanghua, not knowing half a word, asked curiously.

”I just heard it myself, that day Mingzhu was having dinner with classmates at that restaurant and happened to run into her. The two sisters, I don’t know what over, started quarreling, and with Mingzhu’s unruly nature, she didn’t get the upper hand at all.”

”I see.”

Feng Fanghua didn’t say much, keeping her expression neutral in front of Jing Qing. Since Jing Qing was always smiling at her, she responded in kind, like an elder would.

Yet, she couldn’t help thinking to herself, that girl never talks about anything from her workshop or what happens outside when she is home, as if she doesn’t consider them family at heart.

”Even though it’s said that Mingzhu has a haughty and arrogant attitude, they are after all half-sisters sharing the same father; they should be somewhat alike.”

”Qin Mu, that girl, doesn’t have the same luck as Mingzhu; her greatest fortune, is that Mu Yichen, that boy, dotes on her, and has for twenty-three years.”

Feng Fanghua probably understood Jing Qing’s intent and began to speak like a sensible elder, with a touch of emotion.

It was not until Feng Fanghua said this that Jing Qing felt the pain in her heart as if it would kill her.

Indeed, ever since Qin Mu was born, Mu Yi had always watched over her.

Back then, he was still young and ignorant; why was he so enamored with that newborn baby?

And at that time, she had already been so charming and sensible, boys around her circling, yet he...

Jing Qing also lowered her head, unable to speak for a while.

After she left, Feng Fanghua sighed, ”People, sometimes, really shouldn’t be too obsessive.”

”Madam, your treatment of Miss Jing and our young mistress isn’t the same.”

The maid came over to serve fruit and said to her.

Feng Fanghua looked up, ”Oh? Even you think I treat Jing Qing better than that girl?”

”No, Madam, with the young mistress, you have a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and you speak bluntly because you see the young mistress as family. With Miss Jing, it might seem like doting, but in reality, you don’t consider her part of the family.”

”Humph, it seems those years of education weren’t wasted on you.”

Feng Fanghua did not expect the family servant to see through her so clearly.

She genuinely no longer considered Jing Qing as family; that’s why she was no longer as extreme in her words and actions.

As for Qin Mu, this daughter-in-law, whether she liked it or not, had entered the family, and she knew how to deal with her.

When Qin Mu returned home, she sensed something off about the atmosphere; the old couple looked at her as if they had something to say but held back, and they were silent during dinner, whereas Feng Fanghua would usually feel uncomfortable if she didn’t take a dig at her every two minutes, but now there was not a word.

Qin Mu subconsciously glanced at the man beside her. Mu Yichen didn’t say much during meals either. Feeling her gaze, he asked, ”What’s wrong?”

”Nothing!”

”Nothing? I heard you and your half-sister had a fight in a restaurant, and that’s nothing?”

Qin Mu...