His Beloved Treasure

The call was quickly answered, ”Mom!”

”Have you gotten off the plane? Where are you? Your sister-in-law and I are waiting for you at the arrival gate.”

”Mom, sorry, something came up last minute, I can only come back tomorrow night.”

”What?”

Qin Mu didn’t know what was said on the other end, but guessed that Mu Qingxin had suddenly changed her mind by watching Feng Fanghua’s face fall.

”Mom, I’ll bring someone back for you to meet tomorrow. He’s coming back tonight and asked me to wait for him at home, Mom? Mom? Mom?”

Feng Fanghua angrily stuffed the phone into her bag and stomped out.

Qin Mu had no choice but to follow hurriedly, not understanding anything.

”If you dare, then don’t ever come back!”

The always proud Madam Feng couldn’t help but shed tears as she reached the parking lot.

Qin Mu...

”Go on with your work, I’m going back.”

Feng Fanghua said.

Qin Mu...

Standing at the door, she remained somewhat dazed as she watched Feng Fanghua board the Mu Family car, then walked towards the parking lot while dialing Mu Yichen’s number: Is it because your sister said she was coming back and then didn’t? Mom seems to have cried.

”Where are you?”

”At the airport! But I’m heading back to the studio now. Take Huanhuan to the old house.”

Qin Mu said as she walked.

”Got it!”

Mu Yichen, toting Little Huanhuan, was almost at the apartment but turned towards the Mu Family mansion instead.

A vacant large house near the studio had been rented and renovated by Qin Mu, complete with a runway installed.

The models were already in place, and Jian Yan had even managed to invite a famous Parisian male singer and a female model to boost the show, but Jian Yan didn’t come in person.

Xiaomei said he’d been very busy lately. Qin Mu initially wanted to have Jian Yan over once he was well, but then thought better of it and didn’t push the matter.

Fortunately, Yang Qianxi was sharp enough to take over Xiaomei’s work seamlessly, and the rest of the team, being old partners, seemed busy in a chaotic manner but were actually operating in an orderly fashion.

In the temporary changing room built behind the runway, designers with their assistants were busy adjusting the models’ outfits. As soon as Qin Mu returned, she immediately joined the bustle.

It had been exactly one year since she came over with Jian Yan to organize the show.

It seemed like nobody had the time to be sentimental, only immersing themselves earnestly in their work.

When Mu Yichen arrived back at the Mu Family home with Huanhuan, Feng Fanghua had just been seated for a couple of minutes, her eyes visibly red.

Mu Yichen had already called Mu Qingxin on his way, understanding the man’s desire to see her as soon as he was back from his business trip since he was a man too, but he also felt angry that his sister lacked her own opinion, especially seeing his mother’s eyes reddened from distress.

”The young master is back!”

”Hmm!”

The elderly couple looked towards the door when they heard noises from the entrance.

”Grandpa, Grandma!”

Little Huanhuan seemed to have forgotten the day her grandma and mom had quarreled, cheerfully trotting to them as she entered the room.

Feng Fanghua immediately lowered her head and turned her face to quickly wipe away tears, then smiled again upon hearing her granddaughter’s voice.

”Grandma, don’t cry!”

Huanhuan, initially heading for her grandpa’s arms, immediately switched to her grandma’s embrace upon seeing the tears and began to help wipe them away with her little hands.

”I’m sorry for scaring our Huanhuan that day.”

Feng Fanghua immediately touched the little girl’s cheek with her hand and then pulled her onto her lap, kissing Huanhuan tearfully.

Huanhuan had already forgotten the incident and just kept wiping underneath Feng Fanghua’s eyes.

Mu Yichen stood and watched for a moment, then sat down on a solo sofa nearby.

”Qingxin is probably waiting to bring her boyfriend to meet you tomorrow, just one day later,” Mu Yichen said to Feng Fanghua.

”It would be better if she didn’t come back at all!”

Feng Fanghua stubbornly muttered, lifting her chin proudly.

”If she really didn’t come back, you’d scold her for being heartless and cold, wouldn’t you?” Mu Yichen said.

Feng Fanghua felt upset being stopped by his words, holding her granddaughter and said to him, ”What are you doing here all of a sudden?”

”It’s the frightening command of my wife, telling me to come back and comfort you,” Mu Yichen replied helplessly, as if to imply that without an order from his leader, he wouldn’t have come on his own initiative.

”You just do whatever she says?”

Feng Fanghua glared at him once more.

”Mom, can we talk calmly and not frighten Huanhuan, please?” Mu Yichen then looked down at the little girl in Feng Fanghua’s arms.

Feng Fanghua immediately fell silent upon hearing this.

Mu Zihao had been sitting aside in silence, until Feng Fanghua suddenly became pitifully mute.