His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu pushed him gently, ”Dream on! I’ll cling to you for a lifetime!”

Unable to hold back a laugh upon hearing this, Mu Yichen let himself fall to the side with the momentum of her push.

Seeing him so cooperative, Qin Mu couldn’t help but lift her foot to kick him. It was rare for the always-serious CEO to laugh so innocently, his voice so pleasing.

Just hearing his laughter made her heart flutter, but she still couldn’t resist continuing to kick him.

On the floor, the two of them tumbled about in a playful disarray, yet it brought them boundless joy.

In the tranquil depths of the night, it seemed as if the most wonderful things were just beginning to unfold quietly.

Later, Mu Yichen carried her upstairs, pausing halfway up the steps with a sudden sigh.

With her arms around his neck, Qin Mu looked at him curiously as he sighed and asked, ”What’s wrong?”

”You’ve gotten much heavier!”

Mu Yichen squinted down at her with a look of mock distress on his face.

Qin Mu...

How could she not have gotten heavier?

He fed her all day like she was a pig, urging her to eat and eat!

”I’m going to crush you to death!”

Qin Mu hugged him and intentionally leaned back with force.

”Stop fooling around!”

Mu Yichen, frightened, quickly held on tight to her and continued upstairs.

He was terrified that if she were really to get hurt, he couldn’t bear it, for that would be more painful than hurting himself.

After they got into bed, Qin Mu then asked, ”Do you know which news agency those journalists at my studio were from?”

”Vanguard! Someone anonymously provided the tip, but although the person’s phone number is from out of town, I’m sure that this anonymous individual is definitely in Rongcheng.”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mu Yichen spoke to her, a flicker passing through his dark pupils as the face of a certain person suddenly crossed his mind.

”Hmm! Which city?” Qin Mu leaned against the headboard, looking earnestly at Mu Yichen, her voice filled with curiosity as she inquired further.

”Feng City! But who have we or Zhang Rujia managed to offend in Feng City?”

Mu Yichen questioned in return, for them, that city was unfamiliar territory, hence no enemies were likely there.

Qin Mu lowered her eyes because she couldn’t think of anyone she was particularly close to in that city either.

”I’m going to take a shower, okay?”

Mu Yichen said as he reached out to stroke her hair.

”Okay!”

Qin Mu responded, then lay down on the bed and winked at him, ”I’ll wait for you to come back!”

Mu Yichen just smiled, but his dark eyes shone like twinkling starlight, bright enough to illuminate the heart of the petite woman beside him.

However, by the time he returned from his shower, Qin Mu had already fallen asleep.

Mu Yichen quietly got into bed beside her, watching her rosy-cheeked face in sleep and involuntarily letting out a soft smile.

”Little liar!”

She couldn’t hear his gentle voice, but her lips twitched slightly.

Like a habitual gesture, she snuggled into his embrace, her hand also reaching to rest on his waist.

Looking down at the movement of her hand on his waist, Mu Yichen’s eyes unconsciously filled with deep affection. As he looked at the small woman, ah, the pregnant lady, in his arms, he felt his heart melt.

Why was she so wonderful?

And this wonderful woman was his!

With just the two of them at home, Mu Yichen got up early in the morning to prepare breakfast, relegating the cook to the role of assistant, who watched with internal gloom as their young master cooked: ”Young Master! You must have honed your culinary skills in Paris, right?”

”Hmm! But I also practiced after returning to the country!”

Mu Yichen remembered the past, in fact, when he was in Paris they mostly ate Western food, and at that time he was reluctant to make an extra effort because he still couldn’t accept that this silly girl had captured his heart. It wasn’t until after returning home that he couldn’t let go.

So, he started doing more and more.

Now he understood that regardless of whether you accepted it or not, some things were already fated to be.

——

In the morning, neither of them went to work, snuggling together on the sofa and watching the news and gossip.

Close to noon, Qin Mu’s phone rang. She found her phone and then saw that it was Qin Haiming’s number. Mu Yichen also glanced up and said, ”It’s probably about Zhang Rujia’s visit to your studio yesterday.”

Qin Mu had the same feeling and indeed heard about the incident when she picked up the call.

But unlike before, there was no trace of suspicion in his voice, only concern.

”Why didn’t you tell me about such a big thing? Are you hurt?”

Qin Haiming asked her worriedly.

Qin Mu leaned back on the sofa, her head resting against Mu Yichen’s arm on the back of the sofa; her eyes seemed a little hollow as she said, ”I’m not hurt! She might be a little hurt though!”

Qin Mu recalled the incident, where Zhang Rujia’s neck got accidentally nicked by her knife, drawing blood.

”I’ll talk to her, ask her not to bother you anymore! Don’t think too much, you must stay calm and composed now that you’re pregnant, you know?”