His Beloved Treasure

”Sis, Dad told me that from now on, we sisters should get along well. I swear, I will never hang out with Jing Qing again. From now on, I’ll be your little sister! Your dear little sister!”

As Qin Mingzhu spoke, she looped her arm through Qin Mu’s, looking smug and oh-so-genuine.

Today, Qin Mu wore a light grey shirt with a dark cashmere vest over it. She looked down at her slender arm, now invaded by another hand, and couldn’t help feeling uncomfortable.

”What’s gotten into you?”

Qin Mu murmured, her brows slightly furrowed.

”Crazy? How can you say that about your own sister? Remember, we both share Dad’s blood. He’s had Mom prepare a room for you at home, waiting for you to move back in. He even said he wouldn’t recognize me as his daughter if I didn’t get along with you. You’ve got to play along with me in this act for Dad, right? It won’t do you any good if I get thrown out.”

The way Qin Mingzhu said it... it sounded so real.

Qin Mu just looked at her with that low gaze, and after listening to her speak, she couldn’t help but let out a snort of laughter, ”Actually, there are some benefits!”

Qin Mu’s voice wasn’t loud, but her words surprised everyone present; Qin Mingzhu was especially shocked, her eyes nearly bulging out.

”How could it benefit you if Dad throws me out?” Qin Mingzhu grumbled with a frown.

”It’s satisfying!”

Qin Mu said evenly, as Qin Mingzhu nearly choked with indignation, tears threatening to spill.

”My goodness, what a waste not to be an actress!”

Xiaomei couldn’t help but sneer in admiration of Qin Mingzhu’s performance.

The colleagues who were in a meeting also curiously watched Qin Mingzhu put on her act in front of Qin Mu.

”I am not acting, don’t spout nonsense. I’m here to genuinely seek reconciliation with her.”

Upon hearing that, Qin Mingzhu immediately defended herself.

Xiaomei...

”We’re in a meeting. If you don’t have anything else, please leave.”

Qin Mu figured this girl could make a fuss all day and night if she wanted to, and they had serious business to discuss, so she bluntly told her to leave.

”I won’t leave; I’ll wait for you. Since you’re in a meeting, I’ll go wait for you upstairs. Where’s your office? Oh, no need to tell me, I’ll find it myself!”

With those words, Qin Mingzhu finally let go of her and ran upstairs, bounding joyfully like an un-grown child.

”Is it true or false?”

Xiaomei suddenly wasn’t sure of her own thoughts anymore, looking at Qin Mingzhu’s foolish innocence, she turned to everyone with a puzzled gaze, then looked at Qin Mu.

Everyone else was also confused, and even two girls hadn’t understood what Qin Mingzhu had said, but they guessed from her expressions.

Jian Yan watched from the second floor as Qin Mingzhu came up, and she glanced at him before moving past him.

Jian Yan instinctively turned to watch after Qin Mingzhu; Qin Mu’s office had her name on it, so of course, it was easy to recognize. Still, he couldn’t help but follow her.

Downstairs, Qin Mu sighed helplessly, finding it all too unbelievable.

Would that girl really come to seek peace with her just because of a few words from Qin Haiming?

”Let’s continue with the meeting!”

Qin Mu addressed everyone.

”But she’s upstairs!”

Xiaomei reminded.

Qin Mu chuckled, and Xiaomei looked up to see Jian Yan seemingly following Qin Mingzhu into the office before she breathed a sigh of relief. Xiaomei had seen and heard about too many incidents of famous designers’ work being stolen in such dramatic ways, so if Jian Yan wasn’t there, she truly wouldn’t dare let Qin Mingzhu stay upstairs.

Qin Mingzhu examined the surroundings of the desk and then looked down at the drawings on the table. Just as she was about to flip through them, she noticed Jian Yan standing at the doorway. Her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity, ”Who are you?”

”My surname is Jian. You’re Qin Mingzhu?”

Jian Yan said with a light smile, exuding harmlessness and elegance.

”Yes! You look decent enough, but could you not stand there?”

Qin Mingzhu quietly suggested, her smile equally benign.

Jian Yan nodded slightly and moved further inside with a smile.

Watching him enter, Qin Mingzhu looked at him in bewilderment: ”This is my sister’s office.”

”I know!”

Jian Yan replied calmly, then took a seat in the sofa inside, looking up comfortably at the girl standing by the desk.

”Then why are you coming in?”

Qin Mingzhu was a bit angry, the displeasure already showing on her face.

”She calls me ’Master’!”

He replied with a calm smile, and Qin Mingzhu...

Master?

Jian Yan?

In a flash, Qin Mingzhu remembered the person Jing Qing had told her about, and a flood of emotions filled her eyes.