His Beloved Treasure

And Qin Mu just carried her own bag, holding a photo album that was neither too big nor too small.

”Shall we also pick a few beautiful ones to put in Mom and Dad’s place? They would probably like that,” she suggested as they emerged from the elevator.

”Mm!” Mu Yichen agreed.

They had taken so many pictures after all.

Once they were home, Mu Yichen set all their things aside and, after removing his coat, embraced the woman who had just taken off her shoes.

Qin Mu, startled, exclaimed, ”Hey, where did you get all this strength from?”

Holding her, Mu Yichen walked upstairs: ”Let’s lie down for a bit, and then we’ll go have dinner at Mom and Dad’s, okay?”

”Mm! But I asked you, how do you have so much strength!” she persisted, hooking her arms around his neck and smilingly gazing at him.

”To hold you! I have plenty of strength!” he boasted with a proud smile on his face.

Qin Mu looked directly at him with her apricot eyes, so full of adoration and affection. By the time they reached the second floor, she couldn’t resist and planted a kiss on his cheek.

The thought of always wanting to sleep with her made CEO Mu so adorably cute.

This thought crossed Qin Mu’s mind, and as he laid her on the bed, she was anything but well-behaved, wrapping her arms around his neck and initiating a kiss.

Mu Yichen kissed her back for a while before holding her face to stop her eager kisses: ”Don’t start a fire you can’t put out!”

”I’m not afraid!”

”I am!”

Mu Yichen kissed her on the nose and then lay beside her, holding her in his arms: ”This is perfect.”

The sunlight outside was no longer so intense, but her heart felt very warm.

”I really detest those guys!”

Mu Yichen muttered.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but bury her face in his shoulder, laughing and quivering.

Mu Yichen sighed helplessly but finally laughed as well.

He thought it wasn’t because he, Mu Yichen, was petty, but rather those guys were too annoying. They were newlyweds, and those guys had no sense of propriety.

At night, the two arrived at Mu Mansion at seven-thirty. Huanhuan heard that her parents had arrived but didn’t rush to embrace them, instead continuing to sit on the carpet playing with her new toy.

”Grandfather, Mom and Dad, we’re back!”

Qin Mu first went to greet the elders, then turned to look at Huanhuan: ”Huanhuan!”

”Mummy!”

Huanhuan called out but didn’t even look back.

Mu Yichen walked over and squatted in front of her: ”Hmm! Is this a new purchase?”

He examined a block of building bricks in his hand, which Huanhuan immediately took from him, happily telling him, ”Grandpa bought it for me.”

Grandpa?

Qin Mu thought of Qin Haiming. Uncle Wang had fallen ill, and it seemed Qin Haiming had also been attending less social engagements recently, devoting time to caring for Uncle Wang, yet he had still remembered to buy a toy for Huanhuan.

”I went there with your dad at noon. Huanhuan’s grandfather said he had bought it in advance,” explained Feng Fanghua.

Qin Mu smiled slightly, said nothing more, and took a seat nearby.

Huanhuan, having played enough, finally went to Qin Mu’s side, leaning on her knee: ”Mummy, Grandpa Wang is sick.”

”Mm! Has our Huanhuan visited Grandpa Wang?” Qin Mu gently stroked Huanhuan’s head and asked.

”Mm! And with Grandpa and Grandma too!”

Huanhuan said softly, counting on her fingers.

”Mm!”

Qin Mu responded, then took out a photo album from her purse that she had secretly placed there. It wasn’t very large.

”Most are still in the studio and haven’t been brought back. You guys can take a look at this first.”

As she spoke, Qin Mu placed the album on the table.

The old master picked it up first, and Huanhuan also ran over to stand next to her great-grandfather, stretching her neck to look.

Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao both stood up and walked over to look over the old master’s shoulder, eager as if the album was a precious treasure.

Qin Mu found this very peculiar. This family, who always seemed to have everything, cared so much about a simple wedding photo album.

At this moment, they were all free of temper, only discussing which photo was taken well.

Mu Yichen too became curious and walked over.

While Qin Mu knew it might not be very polite, she still quietly took out her phone, opened the camera app, and captured this moment worth remembering.

Yes! To her, this was a moment worth remembering, a very precious one indeed.

”Grandfather! Mom and Dad, could we take a family portrait together?” Qin Mu softly asked after taking the picture.

The family all looked up at her.

And then the butler helped them take an ordinary family portrait, without any Photoshop.

”If Qingxin saw this, she would sure be jealous!” Feng Fanghua said after looking at the photo, her thoughts drifting to her daughter again.