His Beloved Treasure

”After that, you only drank herbal medicine, right? Who knows that you’ve been drinking it?”

Mu Yichen took a drag from his cigarette, his piercing dark eyes casually inquiring.

”Xiaohao? No one else.”

Qin Mu thought carefully, the people who knew she was taking herbal medicine weren’t many, and they were friends or colleagues from the studio—who would harm her?

And then, there’s the matter of contraception...

How could she naively think that she had to consume an entire pill for it to count as taking contraceptive?

It could easily be sprinkled into other foods, or even...

”We need to figure out at which point things went wrong and investigate step by step.”

Mu Yichen took another drag from his cigarette and gestured to the woman sitting cross-legged opposite him to come closer.

”What’s up?”

”Don’t be so nervous, come here!”

Mu Yichen’s wicked gaze fixed on her, and he chuckled mischievously before pulling her back into his embrace.

”Someone doesn’t want us to have a child, but we will just have to have one to spite them.”

He extinguished his cigarette in a white ashtray on the nightstand, then pinned her down again. Those who wanted them unhappy, he was determined to show them his happiness.

Qin Mu just quietly watched him, then raised her hand to cup his face: ”Can we keep this between us and not tell my parents for now?”

Qin Mu discussed with him a bit apprehensively.

”They need to know about this! In fact, everyone in the family should know.”

Qin Mu...

”Maybe it’s in the food, or perhaps in the herbal medicine... I must go to that hospital today.”

”The one dispensing the medicine?”

”Yes!”

Qin Mu did suspect that there was something amiss with the herbal medicine, so she didn’t stop him.

Later, he dropped Qin Mu off at her home and went to the private hospital by himself since the doctor had been waiting for him all along after his phone call.

On the way back, Mu Yichen had already informed Feng Fanghua about the contraceptive drugs in Qin Mu’s system, which led to an interrogation of all possible suspects around her after she got home. Feng Fanghua later sighed: ”The servants in the house have been with us for so many years; naturally, it couldn’t be any of them.”

With everyone seated on the sofa, Feng Fanghua suddenly thought of two people, but the thought immediately turned her pale.

”Do you remember when the Jing Family patriarch and Jing Qing visited us once? At that time, you were drinking your herbal medicine, so I mentioned it in passing...”

Feng Fanghua couldn’t continue, finding it increasingly unbelievable.

No matter how ruthless the Jing Family patriarch was, it was inconceivable for him to stoop so low as to do such a despicable thing to Qin Mu. The more Feng Fanghua thought about it, the more it seemed wrong, and she shook her head repeatedly: ”It definitely wasn’t the Jing Family patriarch.”

Mu Zihao and his father were also incredulous before turning to Feng Fanghua: ”You can’t just say things like this without proof.”

”Exactly, from what I know of Old Jing, his methods may be harsh at times, but he wouldn’t be so underhanded,” said the grandfather.

”Grandfather, there’s an old saying ’knowing a person by their face, but not their heart’. Stop defending your old friend,” Mu Qingxin interjected.

Because of Jiang Yan’s elders, who were not good people, Mu Qingxin genuinely had no good feelings for some of the older generation, not to mention how well Jing Qing could pretend—Mu Qingxin had long felt something was off about that woman.

”Let’s keep this matter to ourselves for now and wait for Yichen’s findings.”

Mu Zihao suggested.

Qin Mu naturally wouldn’t speak rashly; she wouldn’t wrongly accuse anyone. In fact, she didn’t suspect the grandfather, but Jing Qing came to mind.

Given the things Jing Qing had done to her recently, perhaps Jing Qing really might have...

But what exactly had Jing Qing done?

Could it be the second batch of herbal medicine she collected?

”Mom, do we still have some of the herbal medicine I was taking last time?”

Qin Mu wondered aloud and looked keenly toward the woman sitting across from her.

”Herbal medicine? Wang Sister, Wang Sister?”

Feng Fanghua wasn’t sure either, so she immediately called to the person preparing dinner in the kitchen.

”Coming, coming! Madam!”

Wang Sister hurried out, wiping her hands: ”Madam, you were looking for me!”

”Do we have any leftover herbal medicine for the young mistress?”

”There might be some dregs left, but probably not enough to make a complete batch. Should I brew some for the young mistress?”

Recalling she had collected the dregs from several medicine pouches together a while ago, Wang Sister meant to dispose of them, but ended up forgetting after placing them in a cabinet.

”Brew what? Find all of it!”

Feng Fanghua listened, grew furious, and commanded after asking in irritation.

Seeing everyone’s concern, Wang Sister nodded and quickly went to search for the medicine pouches.