His Beloved Treasure

”Then, with all due respect, I’ll drink this one first as a toast,”

Mu Yichen said, sitting down and finishing a glass on his own.

”You still need to take care of the pregnant lady, so you can just have one glass!”

Qin Haiming seemed worried Qin Mu might feel upset, so after that one glass, he didn’t ask him to drink any more.

Mu Yichen looked at Qin Mu, ”Can I have another glass?”

Qin Mu also looked at him, pausing at his question before smiling and saying, ”Why are you asking me? At home...”

At home, of course, it’s fine to drink however much, as long as one doesn’t get foolishly drunk.

”I haven’t really been able to enjoy a few drinks lately, so today is a good opportunity to drink a little more under the pretext of keeping company with dad, mom, and grandfather,”

At this moment, Mu Yichen was very humble. He didn’t need anyone to pour the wine for him; instead, he took on the role of a waiter, serving the elders.

That night, Feng Fanghua also rarely picked up a wine glass.

”Mrs. Feng, you had a good tolerance for alcohol before, right?”

Mu Yichen watched his mother who had already had two glasses and yet wasn’t red-faced or out of breath, deeply suspecting that his mother had been a drinking champ back in the day.

”In those days, spending all day running the business with your father, I did wish I couldn’t drink at all,”

Feng Fanghua held her wine glass while speaking, her hand adorned with a gemstone ring bought during travels abroad, glittering under the light.

”So when I wanted you to persuade him to go into politics back then, you refused. Regretting it now, aren’t you?”

The old man asked after hearing this.

”It’s not about regretting, it’s just that whatever he liked, I would go along with him,”

Although Feng Fanghua had a tough personality, her heart was true, devoted only to Mu Zihao, going wherever Mu Zihao went.

”You! You’re stubborn!”

The old man sighed, but by now, he had resigned himself to their choices.

Anyway, his son had not followed his wishes, nor had his grandson, and he dared not even think of his great-grandson.

Qin Haiming had been silent at this stage, just listening.

He thought of Qin Mu’s mother, of how a couple’s original bond was best.

He also thought that all of this was perhaps fate.

But by now, the fact that Qin Mu allowed him to sit here was all he could ask for.

Late at night, after the meal, the family went to the yard to eat mooncakes and drink tea while admiring the moon. The moon that night was exceptionally round, which made them lose track of time as they chatted.

Later, when Huanhuan fell asleep in Qin Haiming’s arms, Mu Yichen and Qin Mu carried Huanhuan to bed. Qin Haiming then also took his leave.

Qin Mu was already not so good at carrying children, but she still followed by their side.

When Mu Yichen put Huanhuan down, Qin Mu couldn’t help but ask, ”Have you noticed that Huanhuan seems to really like sticking close to her grandpa?”

”Yes!”

Mu Yichen agreed, carefully tucking in Huanhuan and then standing in front of Qin Mu, wrapping his arms around her shoulders as they both watched the little one sleeping on the bed.

This little one hadn’t missed them much since coming home, always sticking close to Qin Hai.

Mu Yichen raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, ”They say nieces are close to their uncles, so is Huanhuan so fond of her grandpa because she doesn’t have an uncle?”

Qin Mu gave a light laugh without speaking, and turned to walk ahead of him.

After the two of them returned to their room and took a bath, they lay in bed embracing each other. Qin Mu sighed softly, ”Living together with such a big family now, Yichen, this is something I never dared to dream of before.”

”Do you dare to dream now?”

Mu Yichen asked in a low voice.

”Now, I already have it!”

Qin Mu chuckled softly, hugging him and whispering back.

Her heart also felt sweet.

”Yes! But still, I am the most important person to you!”

No sooner had Mu Yichen finished speaking than a little protest came from within Qin Mu’s belly.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but raise her hand to her belly and gently soothe, ”Don’t talk nonsense, he can hear you.”

Qin Mu’s voice was very soft.

Mu Yichen’s hand also rested on her belly, their hands quietly entwining together, a pair of plain rings nestling against each other, as if reflecting the intertwined hearts of the two.

The next morning, when Qin Mu came downstairs, she found Feng Fanghua with a feather duster, gently tapping at the sofa intermittently.

”Mom! Good morning!”

Qin Mu made her way down slowly, greeting her.

Feng Fanghua looked up as she cradled her belly, immediately stepping forward at the staircase to meet her, ”You should hold on to the banister when you walk.”

”I’m only six months along.”

Qin Mu could only gently remind her in a soft voice.

”Even so, you need to be careful, my grandson is precious,”

Feng Fanghua said, caressing her all the while.

Qin Mu felt helpless but couldn’t help laughing a little.

It’s completely understandable for elders to dote on their grandchildren.

”Has Yichen not gotten up yet?”

Feng Fanghua asked after sitting down with her.

”He’s up, on a phone call,”

Qin Mu replied.

Before she had finished washing up, Secretary Xi’s call came through.

”Sigh! All he ever knows is work, work, work!”

Feng Fanghua muttered, then asked, ”Isn’t it about time for your prenatal checkup? If Yichen is too busy, I’ll go with you. After all, anything he can do, I can handle for you.”

Qin Mu...

”What? Not willing?”

Feng Fanghua looked at her expression and asked.

”Uh, no! Of course, that’s great!”

Qin Mu readily agreed.

She was just unaccustomed to going to prenatal checkups with her mother-in-law.

And besides, Mu Yichen had probably cleared his schedule for that day as well, hadn’t he?

A man who had never missed his wife’s prenatal checkup.

”Then it’s settled!”

Feng Fanghua happily squeezed her hand.

Qin Mu...

Well then, so be it!

Qin Mu thought that it didn’t really matter who went with her, so on the way to the company after breakfast, with Mu Yichen and Huanhuan, she mentioned, ”Let Mom accompany me for the checkup this time.”

”Hmm?”

Mu Yichen looked puzzled for a moment, then glanced at the rearview mirror.

Qin Mu and Huanhuan were sitting in the back seat, with Qin Mu hugging Huanhuan.

”Mom wants to accompany me, just let her come with us. It’s no bother,”

Qin Mu told him the truth.

”Did Mom speak to you?”

Mu Yichen asked.

”Yes!”

Qin Mu affirmed, and Mu Yichen raised his eyebrows but said nothing. Once they arrived at the studio and parked the car, he got out first to open the car door and carry his daughter out, then reached for Qin Mu’s hand to help her out.

”I might not be able to come back at noon, but as soon as I finish in the afternoon, I’ll come find you both.”

”Just focus on your work! Hurry along now! I’m just pregnant is all, I am perfectly capable of doing things, completely okay. Why are you always with me? It’s like I’m some delicate flower,”

Qin Mu felt so pampered by him that she thought she was becoming spineless, and she needed to remind him—and herself—that she was still a normal person.

”Do you think you’re not delicate? A light push and you’d fall over.”

Mu Yichen whispered in her ear, his dark eyes looking at her with an ambiguous gleam.

Huanhuan stood beside them, gazing up curiously at them as if her head was filled with a hundred thousand whys!

”Mr. Mu, Mrs. Mu!”

Just as they were about to part ways, Le Yuanyuan suddenly appeared again, parking her car across the street and then walking over to greet them.

Both turned to look, with Huanhuan also curiously glancing toward Le Yuanyuan.

”Mr. Mu, I went to your office building yesterday to find you but was told you had already gone home, and I didn’t expect to run into you here today.”

”You are?”

Mr. Mu asked, frowning with a cold tone!