His Beloved Treasure

Jing Feng asked again.

”Guest-starring as his first love.”

Qin Mu said.

While eating, Jing Feng heard the words ”first love girlfriend” and couldn’t help raising his eyebrows, holding back a smile, ”This is really quite the drama.”

”If neither of you have ever dated other girls, wouldn’t you feel like you’re missing out?”

Suddenly, Qin Mu asked like a typical little sister.

Jing Feng glanced at Mu Yichen and, seeing Mu Yichen almost driven mad by her, chuckled, ”I don’t think so.”

”You don’t think so? How can you not? Who sleeps with only one woman in his entire life and actually finds it damn satisfying?”

Suddenly, Mu Yichen turned to Jing Feng and asked quite displeased.

Jing Feng...

Qin Mu...

The waiter came over to serve more dishes, and for a moment, the private room fell silent.

”So this is what President Mu thinks? We really are of one mind. I feel the same way,”

Qin Mu nodded, agreeing with him earnestly.

Mu Yichen had already clenched his fists under the table.

”The male protagonist in the script reflects internally at the age of twenty-six upon seeing his first love from when he was twenty. He misses her, but at the same time, he can’t let go of the forest beyond. He can’t commit to one person for life, believing that life is full of beautiful scenery; how can he forsake a magnificent forest for just one tree? Thus, even though he regrets breaking up, his unwillingness to halt his steps leads to quite the dilemma, doesn’t it?”

Qin Mu explained to the two of them.

Jing Feng just listened quietly, and after finishing, he looked at Mu Yichen.

Mu Yichen’s commanding gaze fixed on the woman sitting across from him, as though he could shoot her dead with his eyes.

Clearly, she spoke so calmly, as if merely telling them a story.

Qin Mu smiled slightly, ”If Mu Yichen regrets it now, there’s still time! Once the wedding is over, I won’t allow you to flirt with other women anymore!”

Her glistening eyes looked at him, kindly reminding him.

Mu Yichen sighed involuntarily and also chuckled sarcastically, ”Oh? Are you saying you don’t want this wedding anymore?”

Qin Mu suddenly found herself speechless, as if her throat was blocked.

Jing Feng gently put down his chopsticks; the meal was definitely no longer enjoyable.

So he sat back and silently observed their sharp exchange.

”If not, that’s also fine, everyone can remain free.”

Qin Mu nodded, maintaining her smile.

”I think so, too! This wedding is absolutely unnecessary, so tell your master to roll back to Paris from Rongcheng, I don’t want the wedding dress he made.”

”And you don’t want the suit I made either, do you?”

He suddenly stood up, turned around, and then suddenly looked back, kicking the table leg fiercely.

Sitting there, Qin Mu coldly questioned, anger rising in her eyes because of his fury.

Mu Yichen was stunned for a few seconds before he lifted his hand and then slammed it down forcefully.

She even heard the sound of his hand hitting his pants, and then she heard him say, very clearly and deliberately, ”What do I want? You’ve made suits for all the men in the world; do you expect me to be touched to tears when I receive a suit you made?”

Qin Mu’s gaze lifted to meet his, nearly thinking she was hallucinating as she saw the sharp light in his eyes.

Once again, the private room fell quiet, devoid of any sound.

Naturally, Jing Feng wasn’t about to say anything at this moment, just as they both lowered their heads.

”Ding ding!”

The door was knocked from the outside.

The waiter entered with more drinks, ”Young Master Mu, Young Master Jing, you...”

”Out!”

Mu Yichen bellowed.

The waiter immediately went out and closed the door behind them.

Jing Feng lowered his head and sighed helplessly.

Watching the two of them argue was like watching his own younger siblings fight; Mu Yichen was truly like a child, frustrating to behold.

As for Qin Mu...

Jing Feng speculated that she was purposely provoking Mu Yichen or acting petulantly by guest-starring for Li Yu. But now, whatever they were thinking inside, they had turned the situation very sour.

Jing Feng picked up a cigarette from the table and toyed with it in his hand before looking up at them, ”We can’t eat this meal! How about we get together another time?”

The dishes on the table had lost their appeal because of Mu Yichen’s kick.

After hearing Jing Feng’s words, Mu Yichen gradually calmed down a bit, especially as he looked down at the table which had been shaken.

As for Qin Mu, she still sat there quietly.

To have a good, hearty fight—