His Beloved Treasure

”Otherwise, shall we open a bottle of wine?”

Qin Mu couldn’t help but speak up as she watched the two women so tense.

Helian Hao...

Wen Runuan...

”You two haven’t even celebrated after pulling off such a big event, have you? How about we celebrate tonight?”

Seeing their expressions, Qin Mu continued, then helplessly laughed and asked, ”Have you two gone silly?”

”You really are scary, woman!”

Wen Runuan said, clutching her chest.

”We all thought you would be angry!”

Helian Hao also expressed with a sigh of relief.

”With the two of you in Rongcheng, I’m no longer fighting alone!”

Angry?

She did want to be angry, but she admired the courage of these two women even more and was grateful for everything they had done for her.

”By the way, although I told the story, it was actually your new assistant who helped write it. Her writing is quite good.”

Helian Hao mentioned it.

Qin Mu nodded to call for the wine service, then lowered her head to look at the wine list and chuckled: ”I’ve seen her hesitating to speak these past few days; so it was because of this.”

”Still have the nerve to talk, you’ve been back for two days and you haven’t contacted us. We thought you were still in Paris taking care of Jian Yan.”

Helian Hao said it.

”You think I’ve had an easy time these past days?”

Qin Mu couldn’t help but sigh as she recalled her recent days passing in trepidation.

The moment she returned home, the look Feng Fanghua gave her was just short of pointing at her nose and telling her to get lost.

Even now she was cold and indifferent, giving her the silent treatment. A few words exchanged were all sarcasm and disdain.

”What happened? Is your mother-in-law giving you a hard time?”

Helian Hao, worried about Feng Fanghua’s temperament, asked.

”Humph, if I say ’no’, wouldn’t that seem pretentious?”

Qin Mu responded, looking up at them.

”You’re really tolerant, but Yichen has done so much for you; it’s worth it to endure his family for his sake.”

Wen Runuan reasoned.

”Yeah! He really did a lot!”

Qin Mu thought of the incident in Paris, so angry that her stomach started to hurt.

In fact, she didn’t know if it was because it was winter now or if she was just too tired lately, but she had been feeling faint these days. Now, just thinking about Mu Yichen made her stomach ache along with the faintness. The wine had barely been poured, and before she could drink it, she couldn’t stand it anymore.

”Give me some soup!”

She suddenly said, clutching her stomach.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Helian Hao immediately helped her with a bowl of soup. Only then did she seriously look at Qin Mu and noticed her sunken eye sockets and her face looking extremely haggard.

”How have you been lately? Why do you look so weak?”

How had her recent days been? They were anxious.

”It’s a long story, but luckily, it’s all clear skies after the storm now.”

She said softly, wanting to laugh, but before the laughter could reach her lips, her hand reached for the soup bowl and the room went dark. In an instant, she collapsed beside the chair.

”Mumu!”

”Qin Mu!”

For a moment, the sound of chairs hitting the floor in the room was incessant as Qin Mu collapsed, with Helian Hao and Wen Runuan immediately rushing over to call her name.

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”She must have been too tired lately!”

”You don’t look too good yourself; do you want to take a break?”

”No need!”

After an unknown period of time, she groggily opened her eyes, her vision blurry, and what appeared to be hanging above looked like an IV drip. She couldn’t make out the sounds around her but vaguely felt it might be Helian Hao and Mu Yichen.

Mu Yichen?

Had he returned?

Her thoughts grew hazy again, and then she fell back asleep.

Helian Hao, wearing a white coat, stood outside chatting with Mu Yichen for a while. Seeing that Mu Yichen insisted, Helian Hao didn’t say more and left.

When Qin Mu woke up again, the person vaguely crouched by the bed seemed to be him. Her lips unconsciously moved, ”Mu Yichen?”

Her voice was clear as air; Mu Yichen couldn’t hear her at all until her hand, resting on her lower abdomen, weakly fell to the bedside, barely hooking the fabric of his clothes.

He, who had just dozed off for a short while, suddenly looked up, his brow still furrowed with the pain in his head, but he looked at her with half-squinted eyes and instinctively reached to grasp her hand.

”It’s me!”

He sat in the chair holding her hand, his expression less than pleasant.

Qin Mu looked at him, wanting to ask when he had come back, but she lacked the strength, so instead, her eyes quietly watched him.

Mu Yichen suddenly chuckled, and Qin Mu, struggling to raise her hand, felt it being placed gently on his face by him. She lightly cradled his cheek, her heart empty of everything but longing.