His Beloved Treasure

But for some reason, this time, it didn’t feel so bad.

Instead, it was as if she had hoped she would make such a decision.

”Then now...”

”Do your job well.”

Jian Yan instructed her as he picked up the newspaper.

”Oh!”

Xiaomei answered dejectedly, even if Qin Mu hadn’t figured out Jian Yan’s thoughts, she, as an onlooker, could see everything clearly.

The colleagues just watched, many things were understood but it wasn’t appropriate to say much.

It wasn’t until Jian Yan noticed someone looking at him that he put down the newspaper and calmly met the gaze of his colleague.

Everybody got back to work seriously before he continued reading his newspaper.

But Xiaomei still went to Qin Mu’s office: ”Qinqin, have you noticed that Master has lost some weight recently?”

Qin Mu slowly raised her eyes to look at her, it took her a while to react. They hadn’t seen each other for a while, but she still hadn’t noticed any changes in him when they met again.

It was Xiaomei, however, who caught on to all of his actions.

”It seems like it!” Qin Mu muttered to herself as she thought about it; he indeed seemed to have lost some weight.

Probably because he was not eating well alone, right?

”It’s not a matter of seeming, it’s clear.” Xiaomei whispered her complaints on behalf of Jian Yan.

”Then from today on, pay more attention to each meal, starting with ordering more nutritious dishes, and then make sure Master eats more, okay?”

”Mm, I’ll make a call right now to set up the meal with the restaurant.”

Xiaomei immediately nodded vigorously, happy to hear this, and went out to call and order a more nutritious lunch for Jian Yan.

This time, Qin Mu was truly certain of Xiaomei’s love for Master.

If not, why would she feel so indignant on behalf of Master?

However, the first thing she needed to reflect on was that as a disciple, she indeed hadn’t been doing well, only busy with her own things and never caring about whether Master was doing well or not.

Always saying that ”once a teacher, forever a father,” but when had she ever really treated him like a father?

Later on, she didn’t carry her phone with her, and at noon, when the meal ordered from AM arrived, Qin Mu couldn’t help but frown upon seeing the meal box: ”Why is it ordered from here?”

”We are Mr. Mu’s friends, so we get a discount of seventy percent, and the manager said they would only charge us for the cost of the meal, so wouldn’t it be a loss for us not to order from them?”

Xiaomei explained as she opened up the food boxes one by one.

Qin Mu sighed internally, thinking about nourishing Master’s body and didn’t say anything more.

But Jian Yan, before starting to eat, said, ”From now on, let’s not order from them anymore. A discount of ten or twenty percent is a matter of saving face, but a seventy percent discount and you still dare to eat it?”

”Why not? If I get a bargain for free, why wouldn’t I take advantage of it?”

As Xiaomei opened the last food box and sat down next to Qin Mu, the three gathered around a table full of dishes.

”Do you think they’ll let you take advantage of them for free? Sister Qinqin and their boss are together now, and you get a seventy percent discount, but what if it ends later?” Jian Yan asked.

”How could it?”

”Forget it, let’s eat!”

Qin Mu was a bit uncomfortable listening to this; now she was scared to even think about him.

”Right, let’s eat first. Master, you should eat more.”

As Xiaomei spoke, she began serving him food, her mind full of thoughts about making him eat well.

”How many times have I said not to call me Master? If you must call someone Master, then calling Mumu would be most appropriate, after all, you’ve been following her these years.”

”If I can’t call you that, then is Jian Brother okay, or how about Uncle Jian? Uncle Jian?”

Qin Mu...

Jian Yan was so frustrated by her that he couldn’t speak and just picked up his chopsticks to eat.

Qin Mu didn’t want to go back to the Mu Family home that evening, fearing she would have trouble explaining to the elders, but who knew that as soon as Yichen finished work, he drove straight to their studio’s building.

Standing by the office window, Jian Yan smoked and watched the car stop as Mu Yichen, with his long strides, emerged from the vehicle and went directly into their studio.

After that, Jian Yan didn’t need to think any more, Mu Yichen must have headed straight for Qin Mu’s office.

Without hearing a knock, Qin Mu looked up when someone pushed open the door, and then she saw him enter with a cold face, slamming the door shut. He walked up to her desk, leaned on the edge with his hands, and looked at her with cold eyes: ”Why didn’t you reply to my messages or answer my calls?”

”You sent me messages?”

Qin Mu turned to search for her phone under the papers on her desk, but after a long while, she suddenly dropped all the papers, her confused eyes gazing at him: ”Sorry, my phone isn’t here.”

She seemed genuinely innocent, but the man in front of her didn’t believe a word, just laughing coldly.

”Last night, Jiang Zhiyuan went to send his friend off and took the wrong coat, and because of such a trifle, you’ve ignored me the whole day?”