His Beloved Treasure

He slept here for the whole night?

To say I wasn’t heartbroken would be a lie, but being heartbroken definitely doesn’t mean I’ll be soft-hearted.

The blanket was about to fall to the floor, Qin Mu glanced at it, and then quietly walked over to pick it up. Little did she know that just as she bent down, he turned around.

Qin Mu reflexively looked up, and Mu Yichen just happened to open his eyes.

Qin Mu was already holding the blanket, so she still took it and gently placed it behind his back. After she stood back up, Mu Yichen then sat up, ran his hand through his hair, and said with his head down, ”I accidentally fell asleep.”

Qin Mu thought to herself, you ”accidentally” fell asleep, and for the entire night at that.

However, no matter what she thought in her heart, she didn’t say a word to him and turned to head for the kitchen.

Only then did Mu Yichen lift his gaze, his dark eyes following her retreating figure.

Wearing so little, is she doing it on purpose?

But now the tiger was scheming and did not move forward to disturb her.

Qin Mu went to the kitchen for water, and the maid poured her a glass while also saying, ”Last night, the young master slept on the sofa all night. You and your husband always have such a good relationship. They say couples shouldn’t sleep apart after a fight, it makes it easy for the distance to grow, you know the saying ’a couple that argues at the head of the bed makes up at the foot of it,’ right?”

Qin Mu leaned against the cabinet with her water, one hand hugging her own elbow, silently listening to the elder’s nagging, and for some reason, she actually found it quite endearing.

”Is it because of that Miss Zhuo? The young master really has no feelings for that Miss Zhuo; all of us servants see it clearly. The young master only has that look in his eyes when he gazes at you.”

As the maid spoke, the cooks cooking inside kept nodding vigorously.

”Quickly make up, if the two of you don’t make up, we won’t dare to joke around anymore.”

As the cook finished speaking, Qin Mu, who was about to take a drink of water, felt too embarrassed to do so.

She held back several times but eventually couldn’t help but laugh.

”You’re all speaking up for your young master, will he give you a raise?”

Qin Mu asked curiously, clearly joking.

However, the maid suddenly gave her arm a gentle tap and said, ”Oh, what raise? When the year-end comes, a big red envelope is enough.”

Qin Mu...

”Yeah, and it doesn’t matter whether the young master or the young mistress hands it out.”

Clearly, the maid thought she was the one to hand out red envelopes, so Qin Mu stood up straight, gently cleared her throat, and carried her water cup outside.

Having so many people at home really makes it lively.

No matter what the topic, there’s never a fallout, and everyone’s way of thinking is unique.

When Qin Mu went out, she heard Feng Fanghua saying, ”Where are you going? Just go to work after breakfast, at this hour I don’t believe you’d go back to the apartment for a meal.”

Qin Mu was a bit unsure whether she should go out or not.

Mu Yichen was holding Huanhuan in his arms—

Did he look like he was about to leave?

Seeing her come out, Huanhuan immediately called out happily, ”Mommy, good morning.

”Good morning, Huanhuan! Morning, Mom!”

Qin Mu could only smile, especially since there was an elder present.

”Go change, then come down for breakfast! Huanhuan, let’s go to the washroom, grandma will help you tie your hair pretty.”

Feng Fanghua stretched out her hand to signal Huanhuan to follow her.

”Okay!”

Huanhuan happily agreed, allowing Mu Yichen to put her down and then ran off with Feng Fanghua.

Qin Mu didn’t speak; she just quietly went upstairs with her water glass. There was still some time before breakfast, so she went back to bed, sat there scanning her phone while drinking water.

Mu Yichen found some clothes and laid them at the foot of the bed, then slowly took off yesterday’s clothes.

He seemed quite at ease.

That sanctimonious, serious expression of his was more solemn than any other time before, though he was in no rush to get dressed or undressed.

When Mu Yichen opened the drawer to find underwear, he obviously took his time, his fingers picking through the assortment of boxes until he finally selected a pair of dark blue boxer shorts.

Qin Mu’s eyes involuntarily drifted to his lower abdomen, and when he suddenly looked over at her, Qin Mu turned away, awkwardly cleared her throat.

”Um, you didn’t shower last night, and you’re not going to this morning either?”

Qin Mu asked.

Mu Yichen didn’t say anything but took his underwear to the bathroom, still looking very cool.

Qin Mu just quietly watched, noticing that his buttocks seemed even firmer than hers, truly an enviable man.

But thinking of how much he had disappointed her, Qin Mu lowered her head and continued to scroll through her phone.

Then suddenly, on a whim, she sniffed the scent on herself, turned around to put down her water cup, and took out a bottle of perfume from the drawer and spritzed it in front of herself.