His Beloved Treasure

”I just wanted to look at the phone!”

Qin Mu answered truthfully.

”Damn phone!”

Mu Yichen’s fist hit the bedsheet next to her head.

The bed bounced a little at that spot.

Immediately, Mu Yichen rolled off her, ”Go ahead and look at your phone, but remember not to crawl into my arms again when you sleep tonight.”

Qin Mu...

”Husband!”

Qin Mu immediately turned her head to call him.

The man getting out of bed looked back, pretending to be indifferent, ”Hmm?”

”I don’t want to look at the phone anymore!”

She said with an innocent smile.

”What do you want to do then?”

Qin Mu’s mouth straightened into a line, and it took her a long time to suppress the words ”do you” that almost slipped out, then she softly said, ”Love you!”

Mu Yichen returned to the bed and lay down beside her.

Last night he had wanted to ask for her help, but she was too sleepy and had fallen asleep after touching him a little.

This morning, Director Mu certainly wouldn’t let her off.

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By the time the two of them went downstairs, it was already half-past eight. Feng Fanghua and Huanhuan were drinking bird’s nest soup, and upon seeing them, they called the maid to serve them as well.

”I’ll pass. I have a meeting soon and need to head out immediately. Give it to the young mistress instead, since she’s not working today.”

Qin Mu blinked, wondering since when she didn’t have to work?

”Didn’t you say your leg hurt?”

Mu Yichen answered her with that look in his eyes.

Qin Mu...

”Leg pain? What happened?”

Feng Fanghua asked worriedly, looking at Qin Mu.

”It’s nothing, nothing at all!”

Qin Mu denied it immediately.

”Anyway, she’ll stay home to rest for the day, I’m off to work.”

As he spoke, Mu Yichen looked towards his daughter.

”Bye daddy!”

Huanhuan said to him, then turned around to play.

Mu Yichen left with a smile.

He thought to himself, it wasn’t bad at all for a daughter to be independent-minded.

However, if she grew up to run away for years like Mu Qingxin and even brought a man back with her when she returned, hmph!

After Mu Yichen left, Feng Fanghua was still worried. Just as Qin Mu had taken the bird’s nest soup handed to her by the maid, she heard Feng Fanghua ask, ”What exactly happened? Did you get tired from going to work yesterday?”

”Oh, it’s not that!”

Qin Mu hurriedly responded. How could she say it was from being tired in the morning?

”What’s wrong with the young mistress?”

The maid, with clasped hands by her side, also inquired with concern.

”Mommy’s leg hurts!”

Huanhuan said, and then, clutching her doll, she went over to Qin Mu, set the doll aside, and began to massage Qin Mu’s thigh.

Qin Mu...

”Could it be because the stomach is growing now, so it’s pressing down and causing leg pain?”

The maid suggested thoughtfully.

”That’s possible indeed, or it could be a calcium deficiency. This is serious for a pregnant woman. I’ll call Dr. Zhang to come and have a look at you.”

”No need, Mom, really! It’s just that I was busy in the studio for a while yesterday, and only today I felt a bit uncomfortable, but it wasn’t pronounced, and it’s much better now.”

Qin Mu nervously stopped her, then looked down at her little daughter who was massaging her legs and felt even more...

Mu Yichen was practically trying to get her killed.

”I told you not to overwork yourself! Didn’t you start doing things again because you couldn’t sit still?”

Feng Fanghua thought of her habit of wanting to snip and sew whenever she saw fabric, and frowned.

Qin Mu...

”Yes!”

She could only nod in agreement, her voice very soft, very soft.

She couldn’t possibly tell everyone that it was because Director Mu had her doing ’whatnot’ in bed that morning.

The elders, of course, would never think in that direction, naively assuming she was simply tired from work.

After finishing the bird’s nest soup, Feng Fanghua asked her to rest upstairs, so Qin Mu lay on the sofa holding her phone and scrolled through the screen.

There was no information about them.

As she pondered why, her phone suddenly rang. She looked down to see the name ”Director Zhang” and immediately picked up, ”Hello?”

”Just as you expected, between last night at 11:30 and 1:00 in the morning, the internet intercepted no less than ten gossip posts about you.”

”Can we confirm it was their press doing this?”

”The location is an internet café in the Southeast District. I didn’t verify who it was, but you can guess, can’t you?”

Director Zhang sat in his office, looking at the intercepted gossip news and talking to her.

After all, when Director Zhang’s child was born, they still gave a generous gift, so he didn’t hesitate to help with this small favor.

”Hmm! But it would be best if we could catch her spreading rumors.”

”Then, for the rumors to spread, there’s got to be another occurrence. I think she will probably continue this in the next few days. Actually, you could have Mu Yi handle it, or just track her directly, it would be easy to catch her.”

Director Zhang’s reminder made Qin Mu realize she had been neglectful lately. Right, just tracking her directly would do the trick, wouldn’t it?

”Also, these news articles, do you want to take a look? This woman’s prose is pretty good.”

”No need, give them to Director Zhang for your downtime!”

Qin Mu joked. She could actually guess what Le Yuanyuan would write—if praising didn’t work, then it would be slander.

She had encountered plenty of this kind of thing abroad while shooting advertisements.

She hadn’t cared then, and cared even less now.

But such people couldn’t be allowed to run rampant. She had to resolve this quickly.