His Beloved Treasure

”No matter how long I’m at it, you have to keep an eye on me.”

He turned and looked at her, his voice both low and deep.

Qin Mu couldn’t help being curious as she sized him up; why was he acting so strange today?

”Haven’t you always been the one who dotes on me the most, afraid that I’ll get sore feet from standing too long?”

Although the hike wasn’t finished, they had at least made some progress. Freezing like a dog up there, he managed to cook after changing his clothes once they got back. He seemed reliable, and she still felt a bit chilly.

”Sore feet? Did you ever complain about your feet hurting when you went to Jian Yan’s apartment every day?”

He asked in a quiet voice, his deep gaze once again falling on her.

Qin Mu’s heart skipped a beat. Visiting Jian Yan?

”Master is sick, and as his only disciple, shouldn’t I go see him?”

Qin Mu finally understood his sudden change, so she stepped forward to argue with him.

”He’s sick? What illness?”

”He said it’s a cold, but he’s had a fever for several days and looks very haggard.”

”Really?”

Mu Yichen suddenly grew serious, remembering that when he saw him a few days ago Jian Yan was thinner than before, but still seemed fine. Could he have fallen ill so suddenly?

”Yes, why else would I go there every day?”

Qin Mu replied and then watched him with a suppressed laugh, pitifully asking, ”So, big brother Yichen, may this little lady go watch TV on the sofa now? I see there are snacks on the table.”

”Those are for Huanhuan!”

Qin Mu...

”Eat less!”

Mu Yichen said in a low voice. Qin Mu nodded and immediately turned to leave, but after a few steps, she spun back and fiercely kissed his face before departing.

Mu Yichen...

Brother Yichen felt all his authority evaporated when it came to her.

This woman simply didn’t know the meaning of fear; did she think it was all over?

He’ll deal with her when he has the time.

After making sure the kitchen was empty, he took out his phone and called Zhao Huai: ”Everyone gone?”

”Yeah, after you left, those three young ladies left too, but Jing Feng and Helian Hao still went up the mountain.”

”Good, contact Secretary Xi today and sell off all the lots we have that these three families are bidding on.”

”Are you sure we should do this?” Zhao Huai expressed his concern.

”Otherwise, there will inevitably be a second time.”

Mu Yichen thought about the future for his woman; she couldn’t be humiliated by these people anymore.

”Understood!”

Zhao Huai thought he had been overly compassionate just now. Those people had long since given up on them in their eagerness to please the Jing Family.

Lunch at home was the first chance Mu Yichen had to ask her, ”Have you been taking care of him recently?”

”It’s not exactly taking care, just bringing breakfast and having a chat.”

”A chat?”

Qin Mu nodded without any shame.

”About what?”

”About development. Speaking of which, he’s been acting a bit strange lately. He suddenly told me that in the future, all his wealth would be mine. And that woman who came looking for me was actually his first love. Despite being married to a high official, she used making clothes as an excuse just to see him, but he pushed her off onto me instead.”

”You suspect something?”

Mu Yichen frowned slightly, glanced at the dishes on her plate, and served her some.

”I don’t suspect anything. But you don’t think he’s got some serious illness, do you? Or maybe he’s just talking nonsense and he’s actually fine?”

Mu Yichen...

Like a child, Qin Mu repeatedly sought his confirmation, as if she needed to hear the answer she wanted.

”Let’s eat first!”

Mu Yichen reminded her in a low voice, placing the food into her bowl.

”Of course, it’s all just my wild imagination, something out of a TV drama. So what’s really wrong with him?” Qin Mu couldn’t help but ask, as though questioning herself as well.

She suddenly remembered all the irregularities in Jian Yan’s behavior these past days, and it felt like she was being sucked into the matter.

”Mrs. Mu, could you please show some respect for your husband? At the very least, let me eat this meal in peace. Or at least stop making me listen to you caring about another man?”

President Mu expressed his helplessness but had to continue speaking to her patiently.

”Ha, he’s my master, you know. Not only do I have to respect and care for him, but you do too. Got it?”

”Why should I?”

”Because you’re the husband of his disciple.”

Because of this single comment, Mu Yichen’s intention to brush her off vanished. His previously frivolous gaze became serious as he stared intently at her.

It seemed as if the fact that he was her husband had sunk deeply into her bones. She seemed to have mentioned it several times recently.

He felt an urge to laugh, but thinking that he couldn’t let her find out that she had indeed taken a place in his heart, he continued to pretend to be serious and stern: ”Eat your meal quickly.”