His Beloved Treasure

”Here!”

”You give him the phone!”

”I can’t get through to Mu Yichen right now, do you know where he is entertaining tonight?”

Qin Mu quickly descended the stairs while asking.

”Isn’t it AM? You seem very anxious?”

”It’s ten o’clock now, he promised me he’d definitely be home by nine. I’m pregnant now, if nothing happened to him, he’d definitely have called me if he wasn’t coming home this late.”

She sat in the dark first floor, in the living room sofa.

”Don’t jump to conclusions. No one dares to touch him in Rongcheng. I’ll make some calls and get back to you, wait for my phone call.”

Jing Feng hung up Qin Mu’s call and she held her phone, her head buried in her chest.

At that moment, her heart seemed to have an ominous premonition, desperately trying to emerge.

Qin Mu always felt like something had happened!

——

Jing Feng lay in bed and called AM to make sure Mu Yichen wasn’t there, and then he called Qiao Yi, who said they did have an engagement tonight, but it was canceled at the last minute.

Jing Feng had no choice but to get out of bed, ”Yichen might have had an accident, call our brothers to make sure no one knows where he is, and then let’s meet at AM!”

Helian Hao sat there, ”What exactly is going on?”

”Qin Mu said she can’t get through to Mu Yichen’s phone and she suspects something happened to him.”

Jing Feng said while dressing.

Helian Hao’s heart panicked and she also got out of bed, ”I’m going with you, I’ll go to their apartment.”

”It’s too late, be careful!”

Jing Feng felt a headache coming on, but he knew the relationship between Helian Hao and Qin Mu so he didn’t dare to stop her.

”Yeah! Keep the phone open at all times. We’ll keep in touch.”

The couple hurried out the door.

Helian Hao suddenly stopped before getting into the car, turned around and called, ”Jing Feng, should you call Jing Qing?”

Jing Feng’s tired eyes looked at her, and for a moment both of them stood still as if all their thoughts had been exchanged through their gazes.

”I got it!”

Jing Feng quickly left and Helian Hao then got into the car to find Qin Mu.

At that time, Qin Mu was still downstairs waiting for Jing Feng’s news. She was sitting restlessly when she heard a knock on the door. Her dark eyes lifted and the very next moment, she immediately got up and ran to the door.

But when she hurried over and saw Helian Hao’s face as she opened the door, her heart began to throb with excitement and her eyes flooded with tears, blurring her vision.

”Don’t worry too much, maybe his car broke down on the road and at the same time, his phone just happened to die?”

Helian Hao hugged her as they walked inside, softly comforting her.

”For the past two days, I’ve felt so stifled in my heart. I thought it was because I was pregnant that I felt this way, but now—Xiaohao, I have a very strong feeling that something bad is going to happen.”

After sitting down, Qin Mu looked down, her voice calm as she spoke. She lowered her gaze and habitually tried to remain cool, but her tightly twisted hands betrayed the semblance of calmness on her face.

Helian Hao gently embraced her, took her cold hands in his, and comforted her in a low voice, ”It won’t happen, you’re just overthinking because of the pregnancy.”

Qin Mu quietly leaned on Helian Hao’s shoulder, and suddenly noticed how lean Helian Hao’s shoulders were, and thoughts of leaning against Mu Yichen made her heart ache again.

——

Jing Feng and the others drove separately to meet near AM. Jing Feng, seeing his brothers smoking outside, didn’t get out of his car. With so many people having no news of Mu Yichen, he suddenly thought of what Helian Hao had said before leaving. Clenching his phone tightly, he hesitated for a few seconds before turning it on and dialing Jing Qing’s number.

But that night, he couldn’t get through to Jing Qing’s number either.

Jing Feng’s frown deepened. Then he hung up the unanswered call and immediately called home. They told him that Jing Qing hadn’t come home that evening, and then it dawned on him—something was wrong.

Qiao Yi, Zhao Huai, and Jiang Zhiyuan leaned against a car, blowing smoke rings into the chilly air and continuing to make calls, searching everywhere that might know where he was.

Jiang Zhiyuan suddenly startled, having forgotten to flick the long ash from the cigarette between his fingers. When he involuntarily shook his hand and the ash fell, his face tense, he spoke, ”Could Brother Chen have been kidnapped?”

Qiao Yi’s back was to the light, his face in shadow, indecipherable, and the others were visibly shocked.

Brother Chen kidnapped?

Who would dare to kidnap him?

”Call Yang Bo!”

Qiao Yi suddenly spoke up, Jiang Zhiyuan, too, remembered that guy and quickly dialed the number, while Zhao Huai, too anxious to even smoke, waited.