His Beloved Treasure

He was not being thrown at by a woman for the first time, but it indeed was the first time he felt so disgusted.

He now desperately missed Qin Mu, wanting to hold her soft body, to comfort her, and to comfort himself.

How could he have been so foolish?

No wonder she was angry.

Wang Yin said that when she entered, she saw Zhuo Wen sprawled on the bed and thought Zhuo Wen was dead.

Wang Yin said that when she went inside, she saw a golf club thrown on the ground.

Could they go play golf together in the future?

No! He didn’t dare!

He just wanted to be with her in bed, just wanted to hold her tight in his arms.

No! She seemed not to like him being so domineering.

He would make her willingly stay in his arms.

Yes, willingly, not forced. That’s how it should be, right?

He carefully recalled their time together since childhood, and he indeed was as she had described, too overbearing, too bossy, too authoritarian.

But he thought that as long as he could be by her side, none of that mattered.

He didn’t dare to express too much, he was even more afraid of scaring her away.

She didn’t know how much he feared her getting hurt since childhood, how much he feared that she wouldn’t like him.

Mu Yichen held onto the pillow tighter because he felt his heart also tightening, aching.

After so many things that had happened between them, it wasn’t that he didn’t trust her, it’s just that the opponent acted too well.

He had been eavesdropping on the two of them for the past few days, but nothing unusual had cropped up.

It was only after today, when Zhuo Wen was hospitalized and he had someone fetch the eavesdropping device, that he managed to hear what he wanted from today’s recording.

Zhuo Wen and her fiancé had actually been on guard the whole time until this morning when they finally let down their guard.

But they had no idea that such an incident would happen just as they planned to return to Australia for the New Year.

He sent Mu Qingxin a text message, ”Is your sister-in-law asleep?”

Mu Qingxin was asleep next to Qin Mu, but Qin Mu was still awake. She heard a sound from the phone beside Mu Qingxin’s head. Initially intent on moving it to the bedside table so as not to disturb Mu Qingxin’s sleep, Qin Mu accidentally touched the screen and saw the message he had sent.

Mu Qingxin’s contact name for Mu Yichen now was ”My dear beloved big brother.”

Qin Mu thought for a moment that if she didn’t reply, he might send another message or call directly, now that her son was also asleep.

”Mhm!”

She gently pressed a single character and sent it over.

Upon seeing that character, Mu Yichen felt relieved but didn’t forget to remind her, ”She might not sleep well, go check on her later.”

Qin Mu, sitting in bed and licking her lips, couldn’t help but feel both amused and pained as she looked at the message, her eyes quietly starting to ache.

Qin Mu didn’t reply again, simply turning her phone to silent mode before lying down again.

If he really cared that much, why didn’t he listen to her in the first place?

Tears still fell, two streams that wet the pillow.

But she quickly wiped them away and went to sleep.

Maybe it was because of the overly forceful swing of the golf club earlier that made her tired in the evening?

Latter, she actually slept very well.

——

After breakfast, Feng Fanghua said, ”Call your brother and ask him what time he’ll be back. We’re going to the cemetery today, right? Let’s not be too late.”

”Oh!”

Mu Qingxin agreed while glancing at Qin Mu.

”Maybe you should let your sister-in-law make the call! Qingxin seems to be a bit sulky and has a bit of a beef with your brother,” Jiang Yan suddenly suggested, glancing at the woman who kept her head down and continued eating her breakfast.

Qin Mu looked up, ”Huh?”

She had been zoning out and hadn’t heard their conversation at all.

”Then do as you please!”

Feng Fanghua picked Huanhuan up from the chair. Grandpa and Mu Zihao had finished eating and gone to play chess, while Feng Fanghua also took Huanhuan along with them.

”Qin Mu, you call your brother. You two are husband and wife after all; the quarrel at the head of the bed is settled at the foot,” Mu Qingxin said in a tone slightly softer than usual, seemingly coaxing Qin Mu.

”Why should I call him? I’m quite busy today. After I’m done feeding Chengcheng, I need to prepare for the visit to my mother’s grave,” Qin Mu said coldly, then casually finished the porridge in her bowl.

”I’ve finished eating, you two continue,” Qin Mu said, ignoring their dazed looks, and walked away.

Qin Haiming had called her that morning to suggest they visit her mother’s grave together. Although she refused to go with Qin Haiming, she was still planning to take the children there herself.

Mu Qingxin then called Mu Yichen, but he said he was busy.

After hanging up, Mu Qingxin whispered to the man sitting beside her, ”My brother said he’s busy, he told us to go ahead first.”

Jiang Yan didn’t speak anymore, simply gazing at the already clean tabletop.

So, they took the Mu Family’s extended nanny van to the cemetery.

Aside from the elderly patriarch, everyone from the Mu Family accompanied Qin Mu to her mother’s grave. Feng Fanghua even said, ”Don’t worry, I’ll take care of this daughter of yours from now on. Even though you just left everything behind like that, if you are heartless, we cannot be unrighteous.”

”Mom!”

Mu Qingxin called softly to Feng Fanghua, tugging at the sleeve of her clothing.

But Feng Fanghua walked away only after finishing those words.

Qin Mu probably understood, as they had been so close back then; her mother’s sudden departure must have deeply saddened her older sister.