His Beloved Treasure

As those words were spoken, everyone’s eyes lit up.

Jing Qing was especially terrified as she stared at him, ”What did you say?”

”I said you should get engaged. Stop focusing all your attention on Mu Yichen. He’s already married and has children. What more do you want?”

Jing Xianzong asked with furrowed brows, partly because he was afraid the elder would argue again, and partly because he truly hoped to resolve this matter quickly.

”What more do I want? He was originally mine.”

”Mu Yichen went abroad with Qin Mu when he was thirteen. How could he be yours?”

Helian Hao couldn’t stand Jing Qing’s egocentricity any longer and couldn’t help but blurt out a question.

Hearing the woman across from her speak, Jing Qing let out a cold sneer: ”So what if he went abroad with her at the age of twelve? When he came back, he was always with me. If it weren’t for her sudden return...”

”Huanhuan is already three years old. If he truly loved you, would he have had Huanhuan with Qin Mu? Why does he go to Paris to see Qin Mu every so often? He only played along with you because your brother begged him to help you establish a foothold in the entertainment industry. Now that his task is done, why won’t you let go?”

As Jing Qing listened to those words, although she had heard them before, she couldn’t help but tremble with rage, stubbornly and resentfully staring at Helian Hao, unable to accept her blunt truths.

”My affairs are none of your business. I haven’t even settled the score with you for secretly getting a marriage certificate with my brother. What right do you have to dictate my life?”

”By that logic, I have no right to sit at the Jing Family’s dinner table, or to take part in this meeting. In that case, I’ll take my leave.”

After listening, Helian Hao gently set down her chopsticks and stood up, nodded to her in-laws, then turned to leave.

Jing Feng sighed helplessly after she left, ”Did you have to bring this up during dinner? And in the future, can we discuss Xiaoqing’s matters separately with me?”

With a headache, Jing Feng also put down his chopsticks and got up to leave.

Suddenly, only four people remained in the vast dining room. Jing Qing, close to tears, angrily threw down her chopsticks and ran outside, while the patriarch slammed down his own bowl: ”Let’s not bother with this meal.”

Jing Xianzong and his wife watched the elder leave without saying another word.

However, they had to consider the bigger picture. Currently, with the situation as it was, the elder could afford to be willful, the daughter could be petulant, but they couldn’t afford to disregard others.

The sudden release of all the real estate business in Rong City by Mu Yichen—what kind of impact would that have on Rong City?

”Jing Big Brother, your phone is ringing.”

The housekeeper suddenly came in, holding his phone.

Jing Xianzong, guessing who was on the call by the housekeeper’s cautious demeanor, immediately stood up, took the phone, and answered, ”Hello, Mayor of Qin City.”

Jing Xianzong’s wife got up resignedly, thinking of her daughter and husband’s future, and decided to go talk to her daughter personally.

Meanwhile, Jing Qing was in her grandfather’s room, weakly shedding tears and listening to his comforting words.

The Mu Family’s home was newly adorned with lilies, bud-laden and arranged in vases around the living room, lending extra warmth to the house as the weather turned cold.

After dinner, the family sat down together to watch television. Huanhuan lay quietly on Qin Mu’s lap, listening to the occasional conversation of her grandparents, parents, and sometimes asking unexpected questions, which amused everyone.

Qin Mu looked at her affectionately, until Feng Fanghua asked Huanhuan, ”Baby, tell Mommy, do you want a little brother?”

”Huanhuan wants a little sister.”

Qin Mu had not yet digested Feng Fanghua’s words when she was startled by her daughter’s declaration, realizing that the little girl wished for another sister.

”Didn’t you agree with Grandma that you wanted a little brother? How come it’s a sister now?”

”Huanhuan likes sisters.”

Huanhuan lay on her mother’s body, well-behaved and particularly stubborn.

Feng Fanghua looked at her helplessly, raised her hand, and sighed.

Mu Yichen couldn’t help looking at his daughter and then turning his gaze to Qin Mu. He hadn’t expected Feng Fanghua to suddenly bring up this topic but now, watching Qin Mu and their daughter, he truly longed to add another member to the family.

Mu Zihao said, ”A brother or a sister is fine. After all, your parents are still young. They can have a few more for you to play with in the future, right?”

”Yes!”

Huanhuan agreed and then looked up at her mother.

Qin Mu suddenly felt her daughter’s gaze held a deeper meaning, but she just smiled and stroked her daughter’s head.

Having children wasn’t as simple as wanting them, was it?

Though, the last time she was unexpectedly pregnant with Huanhuan right away.

There were a few occasions they were not careful, but she didn’t get pregnant, and the thought of having many more made her fear her limits.

Mu Yichen could only gaze at his wife admiringly until Huanhuan climbed out of Qin Mu’s lap to fetch a Barbie doll nearby and called out, ”Why isn’t Grandpa coming?”

”Hmm?”

Qin Mu looked at her daughter curiously, not understanding, and asked.

”The Barbie that Grandpa is giving to Huanhuan!”

Huanhuan’s large, dark eyes looked at her mother, shaking the Barbie princess in her hand.