His Beloved Treasure

”Haven’t asked for your esteemed surname yet?”

The handsome man suddenly came to her side, and walked shoulder to shoulder with her.

”No need for esteem, surname Qin!”

”Surname Qin?”

Qin Mu...

This really couldn’t get any more embarrassing.

”Oh, sorry, I meant...”

”It’s fine, I need to go home to take care of the kids, bye!”

Qin Mu suddenly couldn’t carry on the conversation and started to run as soon as they were about to reach the building they lived in.

The handsome man, watching her leave, couldn’t help but smile unconsciously; he knew he had made a big blunder, but just now he really...

Surname Qin?

Miss Qin!

This surname is not that common in Rongcheng, indeed the rarer ones are the better ones.

The sun had risen quite high by the time Qin Mu got home. She took off her down jacket, hung it up, then turned around and entered the living room: ”I’m back!”

”Mommy, did you go on a date with uncle?”

Huanhuan was in the sofa playing with toys, and upon hearing Mommy’s voice, she immediately turned her head and leaned on the back of the sofa to ask her sweaty-faced mother who was walking over.

Qin Mu...

”Don’t talk nonsense, when did Mom go on a date with uncle?”

Qin Mu, hearing that remark, lightened her steps and hurried over, gently covering her daughter’s mouth and crouching behind the sofa to give a stern warning.

Huanhuan made a scared expression, dramatically bulging her eyes.

Qin Mu, looking at Huanhuan’s expression, suddenly thought of that handsome man and then asked in a low voice: ”Huanhuan, how did you know Mummy met uncle?”

Huanhuan immediately turned her head to grab Daddy’s phone, her little body blocked by the back of the sofa momentarily, then she quickly lay back down there.

She took Mu Yichen’s black phone in her hand and swiped to unlock it.

Yes, little Huanhuan already knew how to use a smartphone and was quite good at it.

She had even opened Mu Yichen’s WeChat, and the person sending messages to Mu Yichen there was named Jiang Zhiyuan, and those photos all came from Jiang Zhiyuan.

Qin Mu...

The matter of her husband getting his mouth bleed by a punch hadn’t been settled yet, and now here was something else to disrupt their marital relationship. Angrily, Qin Mu immediately stood up with Mu Yichen’s phone in hand and pressed for voice messaging.

The person on the other end seemed to still be outside, panting as he spoke into the receiver: ”Hello? Why are you still making voice calls? Hasn’t your wife returned yet?”

”Mr. Jiang, what have I done to offend you? I haven’t even settled the score with you for hitting my husband, and now you’re stirring up trouble with these photos to mess with our marriage? Are you jealous that Mu Yi and I are living too well now? Are you trying to tear us apart?”

Jiang Zhiyuan...

Qin Mu was about to continue speaking when she turned and saw the man standing to the side, then silently put down the phone, forgetting to speak to the person on the other line.

”Who are you talking to?”

Mu Yichen asked.

Qin Mu...

”No, nothing!”

Qin Mu, intimidated by his piercing black eyes, hastily denied everything, quietly turning off his phone and hiding it behind her.

”Give me the phone!”

President Mu walked forward slowly and methodically.

Qin Mu looked up with her watery eyes at the imposing Mu Yichen, ”That, I was talking with Jiang Zhiyuan!”

”Talking about what?”

His tone was indifferent, his gaze as tranquil as ever.

Unwilling to play a game of hide-and-seek with him, Qin Mu decided to take out her phone from behind her back and forcefully place it in his palm, ”You look for yourself!”

Qin Mu guessed that he probably hadn’t seen the pictures yet. Originally, she had wanted to delete them unnoticed for the best, but now...

Forget it!

There was nothing to hide in the first place! Acting this way only made it seem like there was something shameful to conceal.

Mu Yichen glanced at her, then looked down at the phone, and saw that the call was still connected, with no sound coming from the other end, but he heard the sound of a car horn and guessed that Jiang Zhiyuan must be outside, thinking to himself, doesn’t that kid have legs?

After hanging up the call, he saw the chat history with Jiang Zhiyuan, which contained a few photos of a young boy flirting with his wife.

”Someone you know?”

Mu Yichen asked with a frown, lifting his eyes to look at Qin Mu.

”No, I don’t know him!”

”Then why go running together?”

Qin Mu’s eyes widened in disbelief, unsure of how he could remain so composed. If he had been this calm about such matters before, they would never have had Huanhuan. Or was it that he was now tired of her?

Ha!

Really tired of her?

She once hoped that one day, when he had enough of her, they would go their separate ways...

Qin Mu was startled by her own thoughts and unconsciously opened her mouth to say something, but her legs went weak.

Mu Yichen immediately caught her with one hand, his eyebrows furrowed even more, ”What’s wrong?”

Qin Mu didn’t speak, just staring blankly at him.

Considering what had happened recently, was he angry that she hadn’t held a wedding ceremony with him, or did he feel that their relationship had become outdated?

Huanhuan was still kneeling in the sofa, resting her chin on the backs of her hands placed on the back of the sofa, watching her mom and dad look at each other in that ambiguous posture in silence.

It was as if the air in the spacious living room had solidified, as if even their breaths were gradually becoming scant.

——

Qin Mu went to her studio that day somewhat distracted, yet both of her assistants were still waiting for her.

Xiaomei had thought that Qin Mu would resolve the matter today. Yang Qianxi was also waiting for something, but when Qin Mu arrived at the studio, she just lowered her head and went upstairs, passing between them without uttering a greeting, despite hearing them greet her. The two girls looked at each other, and then, together, they watched her retreating figure climb the stairs.

Once she entered her office, she closed the door forcefully, leaning against it with both hands, trying to let the coolness of the door calm her agitation.

Had their love faded?

He didn’t even seem jealous when he saw another boy running with her.

Lately, he always preferred to sleep with his back turned to her.

Last night, he told her not to interfere with Mu Qingxin’s affairs because it was none of her business.

And that day...

In short, lately, whatever she said seemed to displease him, always so cold and distant.

Qin Mu suddenly leaned against the door, feeling exhausted, her stiff back making her feel as if her blood was being slowly drawn out by a syringe.

If their relationship was ending, what would she do in the future?

Qin Mu straightened up and walked, somewhat numbly, towards her desk, her dark pupils already brimming with a layer of mist, her eyes tearful.