His Beloved Treasure

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Qin Mu found it amusing inside, but on the surface, she appeared as nonchalant as if she was simply watching the clouds rolling in the sky.

”That’s right, I have President Zhang, Miss Qin has President Mu, if we join forces, how many years could it possibly take to bring down the queen of the screen?”

Qin Mu’s face bore a shallow smile, but internally she knew that this woman harboured grand ambitions.

”I’m only responsible for designing Miss Wen’s gown.”

Qin Mu responded with a light smile, ever more aware that if one isn’t content with mediocrity, then ambition is essential.

There are so many hurdles in life; without a heart of great magnitude, how could one overcome the multitude of challenges and head towards the light?

Before every light, there is darkness!

”Understood!”

Miss Wen, seeing through Qin Mu’s thoughts, didn’t say any more, slowly sipping her coffee.

As soon as Qin Mu finished the design for the engagement banquet dress for Liu Jingyuan and his fiancée, she immediately began working on Miss Wen’s gown.

Miss Wen was originally introduced by President Zhang. Qin Mu had wanted to avoid trouble, but now she understood that what was meant to happen would happen, and it was better to confront rather than to evade.

Having set her sights on a target, naturally she had to proceed with the plan.

The two nights she got home, she was searching through her computer, going through the gowns worn by all the major stars on the red carpet over the years, before delving into interviews with Miss Wen.

She remembered that a short while ago, a female artist from their company had come to her for a gown. At that time, she was considered a star with potential within their ranks, but was quickly overshadowed by this girl surnamed Wen. Qin Mu noticed that in interviews, Miss Wen always kept her head low and smiled faintly, giving fans the impression of being humble. However, a clever host could not fail to notice the ambition lurking behind her unconstrained composure – beneath those long lashes were dark eyes clear with the message that she had everything under control.

Qin Mu learned of her background, knew the painful experiences she had undergone, and also knew that she had been covertly kept by President Zhang for these two years; seeing this, Qin Mu couldn’t help but laugh to herself.

When Mu Yichen returned home, he saw her on the bedroom sofa hugging a laptop, checking out interviews. He walked over, curious, and asked, ”Why are you watching this kind of thing?”

”I’m preparing to design a gown for her.”

”A female artist?”

Mu Yichen took another glance before remarking, however, with just one look he felt this woman was too cunning for his taste, and he didn’t like her.

Then, looking up at his wife, he thought she was much more adorable.

”Yes! She’s from the same company as Jing Qing, and she’s President Zhang’s person.”

Mu Yichen looked back at Qin Mu, ”Do you plan on promoting her?”

”How could I have such ability? But if President Mu would give up on Miss Jing and collaborate with President Zhang, wouldn’t it be easy to send her skyrocketing?”

Qin Mu suddenly smiled at him.

”Is this why you said to give Jing Qing a temporary break?”

He couldn’t help but ask again.

”Don’t you see the astonishing similarities between this Miss Wen and myself? Both our fathers are renowned, both our mothers died early, afterwards both discarded, and then both... I am luckier than her.”

As she spoke, she suddenly felt that her line of thought today had not been entirely correct.

Although at first, she considered herself merely a bedmate for President Mu, now she was living in the Mu Family home, addressing the elders of the Mu Family as Mom and Dad, which meant...

President Mu had given her a home.

Whereas President Zhang had merely kept Miss Wen, Qin Mu suddenly felt a sense of happiness so profound it startled her.

Mu Yichen knew what she was thinking, and involuntarily raised an eyebrow.

”So you intend to package her image, to have me collaborate with President Zhang, to raise her value and suppress Jing Qing’s position in Jingshang.”

”Yes!”

Qin Mu nodded her head, put down her laptop and stood up, turning to look at the man on the sofa, ”Since she has already taken action for so long, waging a war of short-term gratification with her is utterly meaningless.”

”I used to think Mrs. Mu would only be so ruthless towards President Mu.”

He suddenly raised his brows, hands casually resting on the back of the couch.

”I’ve never been ruthless to you, okay? I am now legitimately Mrs. Mu.”

Qin Mu retorted without thinking, her heart filled with affection for him; how could she afford to be ruthless towards him?

”Oh?”

”What ’oh’? Can’t you see it?”

She wanted to kick him but was caught by him instead, and then she hopped on one foot towards him.

Mu Yichen still stared straight into her glittering eyes.

”Between Jing Qing and me, maybe we can only end up in a fight to the death, so you have to make a choice.”