His Beloved Treasure

It was Rujia, Qin Mu saw Rujia’s back hurriedly disappear at the end of the corridor when he stood at the doorway.

The nurse was already measuring Qin Haiming’s blood pressure. After Qin Mu closed the door and went back, the nurse wanted to speak to her, but didn’t after seeing her expression.

Qin Haiming watched the exchange of looks between the two women and didn’t ask anything, simply lowering his eyes pretending not to see their interaction.

After Uncle Wang came back, Qin Mu left, and Qin Haiming told Uncle Wang: ”Contact Rujia! I want her to come see me.”

”But Mayor, she——”

”This is the last time I will see her. If we don’t do this, she’ll never be at peace.”

Qin Haiming explained to Uncle Wang with a particularly calm demeanor.

After hearing this, Uncle Wang nodded: ”Okay! I’ll get right on it!”

——

Mu Yichen got off work early in the afternoon, thinking that since his wife didn’t have to work on the weekend, he could go home to see her and casually ask if she’s satisfied with the new bed, maybe they could try it out again in the evening.

Who would have known that just as he sat down upon getting home, Feng Fanghua said to him: ”You’re home so early today? Oh! Right! The new bed you bought this morning, Mumu asked you to return it, but I thought it was too much trouble, so I’ve taken it for myself.”

Feng Fanghua spoke very casually, but Mu Yichen felt it wasn’t casual at all. His dark eyes lifted to look at Mrs. Feng, who was sitting across from him watching television, and he couldn’t help but frown: ”What did you say?”

”It’s just a bed, isn’t it? If you really can’t bear it, I’ll pay you for it.”

Only if you have the nerve to take it.

Feng Fanghua glanced at him but said nothing more.

After leaving Qin Haiming’s place in the afternoon, Qin Mu went to Helian Hao’s office for a chat, so by the time she got back home, everyone was already there, including her husband.

But it seemed that President Mu was not very happy.

”I’m back!”

Qin Mu, happy, strutted into the living room with her high heels, greeted the elders, then tilted her head to look at her husband: ”What’s wrong with President Mu?”

She asked casually as she took a seat.

”Humph! It’s because I’ve taken your bed and he’s unhappy about it!”

Miser!

Feng Fanghua complained to Qin Mu, clearly in a very bad mood.

Qin Mu...

So it was about the bed. Qin Mu immediately shut up, staring at the television without a word, even her breathing becoming faint.

Mu Yichen glanced at her and seeing her serious demeanor, he stood up: ”Come upstairs with me.”

Qin Mu’s heart ’thumped’!

”My goodness, always acting like he’s lecturing a primary school student. Don’t go!”

Qin Mu had just said ”okay,” preparing to stand up and follow him, when Feng Fanghua immediately stopped her.

Qin Mu froze on the spot. After all, who should she listen to?

”Qin Mu!”

Mu Yichen turned to look at her, his dark gaze reminding her to behave.

”Well, I should probably go with him for a bit!”

Qin Mu had no choice but to turn her back on Feng Fanghua.

Seeing her scurry after Mu Yichen, Feng Fanghua sneered: ”Look at how weak she is, used to have Mu Yichen wrapped around her finger, and now? The tables have turned!”

”It’s not that the tables have turned, it’s that they have each other tightly in their grip.”

Mu Zihao gave a slight smile and offered a reminder.

Feng Fanghua, still not quite convinced, huffed forcefully: ”I’m so angry, that kid, it’s just a bed!”

”Indeed he’s being petty, not at all generous.”

Mu Zihao couldn’t help but criticize his precious son.

Qin Mu followed him upstairs but not to the bedroom, instead they went to the room at the very end.

Indeed, it was still the old bed.

Mu Yichen stood by the side of the bed and turned to look at her: ”Who complained it was too hard last night?”

”Can I take that back, is that okay?”

Qin Mu knew he was angry that she wasn’t appreciative, but it wasn’t that she wasn’t appreciative; she was just very surprised and didn’t deal with the situation about the bed calmly at that time.

”Take it back? Then first come here and kneel down.”

Mu Yichen pointed at the bed and commanded sternly.

”Mu Yichen, you’re being too much!”

Qin Mu knew what he was up to again, but during the daytime, with the elders still around, he could forget about ordering her to comply willingly.

”You only have two choices, either go and ask Mrs. Feng to return that bed, or come over obediently and do as I say.”

”Neurotic!”

Qin Mu saw his stubborn, idiotic look and immediately turned her head and walked away.

”Qin Mu, you know what the consequences will be if you leave.”

Mu Yichen kept his head down, hands in his pockets, and reminded her nonchalantly in a deep, calm voice.

Qin Mu was resistant inside.

So she followed her own feelings, went out, and closed the door behind him.

What could he do?

Is he going to get rid of her after he gets her now?