His Beloved Treasure

Mu Yichen returned to the city three days later.

At that time, Qin Mu hadn’t gone to work yet, but she had already been designing and creating at home.

Feng Fanghua instructed the maid, ”Go and call the young madam down, tell her the bird’s nest soup is ready.”

Rarely seeing her son so quiet, as a mother, she ultimately felt heartache.

Mu Yichen was comforting his son in his arms, and upon hearing that, he didn’t disturb them either.

He couldn’t help but wonder, when did it become so troublesome for him and his wife to meet?

”Zhuo Wen called Mumu, and although Mumu was very calm, I always feel she is still angry,” Feng Fanghua said.

After the maid went upstairs, Feng Fanghua, seated on the sofa, reminded Mu Yichen, who was opposite her, comforting the child.

Only then did Mu Yichen slightly raise his eyes, but all he did was grunt in acknowledgment.

”About Zhuo Wen’s matter, it’s also our fault, your father and I, for not stopping it in time. With so many guest rooms in the hotel, we still let her stay at our home. But Yichen, when exactly are you planning to send her back to Australia? Her injury won’t heal in a short time, why not let her go back to Australia to recover?” Feng Fanghua became anxious as she spoke.

”She can’t go back!”

Mu Yichen’s voice toward Zhuo Wen’s matter was unsympathetic, though not loud, only because he didn’t want to startle the little one in his arms.

”What do you mean?”

”She left something in our house that shouldn’t have been there, causing Qin Mu to go into early labor.”

Qin Mu, on her way downstairs, heard these words clearly.

The steps she took down the stairs slowed, and she even paused on the last step, unable to move.

So, it wasn’t an accident that she went into early labor!

All of a sudden, Qin Mu felt her shoulders were particularly weak. She had only thought that woman intended to seduce her husband, never imagining that woman could be so vicious.

”Young madam.”

The maid called her anxiously from behind.

Hearing the voice, both the mother and son looked over in that direction.

”I’ll come down later.”

Qin Mu weakly told the maid, then turned and quickly walked back upstairs.

Silence fell in the living room.

Feng Fanghua stood up anxiously, while Mu Yichen placed the child down very calmly.

He had always known what Qin Mu’s reaction would be when she learned the truth, but he didn’t expect it to be in this manner.

Qin Mu returned to the study, and after closing the door behind her leaned against it, staring ahead with an unfocused gaze.

She couldn’t just let Zhuo Wen’s matter go. If she hadn’t taken care of herself during her pregnancy, who knows what condition Chengcheng might have been born in.

She could hear her own heartbeat as if protesting, pounding so hard that her chest hurt.

The hands leaning against the door panel gradually turned into tightly clenched fists, and in the unfocused eyes was hatred she had never felt before.

A good person is bullied, isn’t that the saying?

But being good doesn’t mean being dumb.

Still delusional about harming her child?

The more Qin Mu thought about it, the angrier she became. Filled with resentment, she then turned around and opened the door.

She was fuming and intended to confront Zhuo Wen; she absolutely couldn’t let that woman think she was oblivious.

But as the door opened, she saw the tall figure of Mu Yichen standing outside.

His dark eagle eyes looked straight at her, somewhat sinister.

”Where do you think you’re going?”

Mu Yichen asked coldly.

”Get out of the way!”

Qin Mu said forcefully, as the last person she wanted to see right now was him.

The very first evening Zhuo Wen came to their house, she had expressed her discontent. If he truly loved her, he shouldn’t have let that woman continue to stay in their house.

Before, she thought she wasn’t tolerant enough, but now, she felt tolerance was all nonsense.

It would only make others recklessly think that she had no status or say in this house.

It would only make others think that she, Qin Mu, was easy to bully.

”You want me to step aside? Do you know what crime murder is?”

Mu Yichen forced her to step back as he advanced, then entered and closed the door behind him, locking it.

”She almost killed Chengcheng.”

Qin Mu yelled at him, feeling she had never loathed him so much before.

”She almost killed my wife and child. Do you think your hatred can compare to mine?”

Mu Yichen’s dark eyes looked at her, his voice also very low.

”You never cared about our mother and son, you have never truly cared about me. All you ever wanted was to ’ah,’ I hate you, I truly despise you.”

Qin Mu yelled, and before her tears fell, she raised her hand to push him away forcefully; she was nearly driven mad by his infuriating behavior.

She had to confront that woman; she couldn’t let her get away scot-free.