His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mingzhu looked confused, staring foolishly at her mother.

”This is a grand performance, you just need to do as I say. It won’t be long before, not to mention winning back your father’s heart, even the young master Yichen might be yours!”

Zhang Rujia raised an eyebrow at her daughter, and Qin Mingzhu’s heart raced with blush at the latter: ”Mom, don’t talk nonsense.”

”You don’t like him?”

Qin Mingzhu didn’t speak, how could she not like him.

”Just play the role of the good sister for now. When Mu Yichen returns, go find him, and remember to call him brother-in-law.”

Zhang Rujia continued to signal to Qin Mingzhu, who nodded vigorously while taking notes.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in Jing Feng’s apartment was also quite oppressive, with two people watching the news on the sofa. The entertainment report on Qin Mu’s and Jian Yan’s beautiful teacher-student romance was too much for Helian Hao to bear, who turned off the TV and turned to Jing Feng to ask: did this have anything to do with your sister?

”She’s filming on location, what could it possibly have to do with her?”

Jing Feng hadn’t ruled it out, but he felt it to be unlikely, after all the distance between them.

Moreover, Mu Yichen had long asked him to warn Jing Qing to pull back the people she had planted around Qin Mu, and he had already warned Jing Qing very seriously; he didn’t believe Jing Qing was that foolish. She clearly liked Mu Yichen, so how could she continuously oppose him?

”Filming? As if that could keep her from doing something bad?”

Helian Hao laughed. She truly found it funny. Even though she knew deep down the kind of spoilage Jing Feng showed for his sister, she just couldn’t accept Jing Feng’s self-deception.

”Xiaoqing does like Mu Yichen, but she’s not bored enough to fabricate rumors and cause trouble.”

”Humph, I think not. Aren’t there plenty of unsavory things she’s done?”

Helian Hao crossed her arms angrily. Wanting to call Qin Mu but afraid of disturbing her, yet not calling made her uneasy. She had to clear Qin Mu’s name; she couldn’t let her be framed for no reason.

”Xiaohao, at the very least give me some time to figure out the truth and then we can come to a conclusion, okay?”

Jing Feng sighed helplessly. He knew Helian Hao despised his sister, and he acknowledged his sister indeed had issues. But currently Jing Qing was filming out of town, how could she be aware of the events in the city?

”Fine! You always talk about evidence, right? Then you’d better hurry up and find the evidence to prove your sister’s innocence, while I, need to do what I should do.”

Helian Hao said as she stood up, grabbed her purse by the door, slipped on her high heels, and ran out.

Jing Feng glanced outside, not expecting her to really leave like that.

Her feelings for Qin Mu seemed even deeper than for him, and he had no choice but to make a call to Mu Yichen. After hearing the situation, Mu Yichen responded indifferently: I don’t care!

With a single tone of indifference, he hung up the phone, and then there was no other sound.

Jing Feng was still holding the phone, unable to snap back to reality for quite some time—a classic case of the emperor being less anxious than the eunuch, and he had experienced it far too many times.

Jing Feng didn’t understand why no one suspected the Qin family mother and daughter, and didn’t Qin Mu possibly offend others in Rongcheng? Why did it seem that everyone suspected Jing Qing?

As for Helian Hao, as the sky was getting dark, she arranged to meet Wen Runuan. Compared to the casual comfort of Wen Runuan, Helian Hao looked much more formal and stylish. Their different job natures, different personalities, and backgrounds, yet they sat together for the same purpose.

Seemingly mismatched, but perfectly in sync.

After ordering at a Western restaurant, Helian Hao shared all her thoughts with Wen Runuan.

Wen Runuan immediately nodded her head: I agree with your approach. I’ll contact Director Zhang to liaise with reliable media. If they can write about a teacher-student love affair, why can’t they write about childhood sweethearts?

”Yes! That’s what I was thinking, but in terms of media relations, I’m completely clueless, so I had to come to you.”

Helian Hao was surprised at Wen Runuan’s swift agreement but felt even greater admiration.

”Don’t worry, I’ve got this.”

Wen Runuan assured Helian Hao earnestly and responsibly. Helian Hao felt somewhat relieved after hearing this and didn’t forget to add: It’s probably best not to let Mumu know about this for now; she must already be at the end of her tether with everything else.

”I understand!”

Wen Runuan nodded and agreed.

”Some people are strange, full of deceit and promiscuity, not understanding what kindness and friendship are, thinking men and women can’t just be friends? Or is it that their minds are filled with such dirty thoughts?”