His Beloved Treasure

Xi Meng smiled softly, responding gently to Jing Feng’s words.

Jing Feng walked up to her again, pouring her a glass, ”Then I must toast to you!”

Xi Meng actually wanted to take advantage of the good atmosphere to ask Mu Yichen for a holiday, but instead, she received a glass of wine.

Even when Jing Feng poured the wine, his demeanor was so charming it was mesmerizing.

An Nan just reflexively glanced over, feeling that this man was so stylish, so handsome, he must also be very cultured!

Yes! He must be incredibly self-disciplined!

An Nan instinctively looked at Jiang Zhiyuan again, but she didn’t know what Jiang Zhiyuan was busy with, head down.

”Wishing you and your husband a lifetime of happiness! Old Qiao, let’s toast to Secretary Xi together. We’ve known each other for so many years, if we can’t be lovers, we’re still good colleagues, good friends!”

Jing Feng said this and then turned to glance at Qiao Yi, before walking behind Helian Hao, holding a glass in one hand and lightly resting the other on the back of Helian Hao’s chair.

Qiao Yi: ”...”

Everyone: ”...”

The surroundings suddenly became eerily quiet, as if the sound of someone swallowing could be heard clearly.

”Speaking of which, as the boss, I must offer my blessings! I’ve approved your marriage leave, starting tomorrow you don’t have to come to work, focus on preparing the wedding, and let our eldest young lady give you a big red envelope at that time.”

Mu Yichen also generously raised his glass.

Qin Mu watched the two brothers’ banter, everyone was completely off-script today, discussing things all afternoon, and yet once in the private room, they went ahead with their own ideas.

”Great! Then let’s all toast with Xi Meng, especially those of you who won’t be able to make it to the wedding, since Xiaomei and I will definitely be there.”

Qin Mu also stood up.

Helian Hao and An Nan stood as well, An Nan raised her glass saying, ”I’ll go too!”

”Are we still drinking or not? Besides these two important big shots? Old Qiao, you have to go, right? You had a fling once, you should go and offer a red envelope to show your generosity, right?”

Qiao Yi almost rushed up to punch him, but he was already a bit exhausted.

”I’ll go! Of course, I’ll bless Secretary Xi for finally marrying! If within three days things don’t work out and you come back looking for me, I can still be your lover.”

Qiao Yi forced a smile, which looked worse than crying.

And his words instantly froze the atmosphere in the private room again.

”Alright! If I don’t fare well, I’ll come looking for you again! Remember what you said just now!”

Xi Meng said, clinking her glass hard against his.

But the glass wasn’t sturdy, and when it shattered in her hands, the bright red liquid spilled over the back of her hand onto the table.

The private room instantly froze once again.

Only one person’s eyes went bloodshot as he ran to her side, ignoring the startled looks from everyone.

”Are you here to drink or to hurt yourself?”

The person with messy shirt buttons grabbed Xi Meng’s hand, cursing in frustration.

Xi Meng: ”...”

Everyone: ”...”

It was just the wine color, not blood, so...

He was definitely drunk!

”Mu Yichen, damn it, get me a room ready and have someone send a medicine box over immediately!”

At this moment, everyone except Mu Yichen was standing, but everyone was staring at him with the same look.

This idiot!

Did the alcohol blind him?

Or was the medicine’s effect kicking in?

Xi Meng looked at him with a helpless expression, wanting to remind him but felt it was a waste of breath.

”Come with me!”

He grabbed a napkin from the table wrapping it around her entire hand, holding it tightly in his palm, and took her by the shoulder, walking outside.

Xi Meng: My bag!

”The bag won’t get lost, your hand is scarier!”

After the two of them left, the private room remained silent for a long time.

Then, finally, led by someone, everyone suddenly burst into laughter.

”That fool drank himself silly with just two bottles!”

Jiang Zhiyuan thought, how am I still fine?

Everyone sat down again, Qin Mu couldn’t help sighing, Xi Meng still seemed to be planning to give Qiao Yi a chance, so she just helplessly smiled.

Love, this thing, never makes sense.

Everyone, when they fall for someone else, probably becomes like that couple, completely losing themselves, like fools, at that moment all their face, pride, persistence, and stubbornness, are all broken by a mere look, a gesture, a small thing...

”Oh! If it were this simple, I would’ve made Old Qiao drunk earlier!”

Zhao Huai shook his head, suddenly thinking of his sister, who said she had a stomachache because her relative visited tonight; he wondered if she was feeling better now.

But there were quite a few people in Xiaomei’s apartment, so probably he didn’t need to go over to care!

Zhao Huai suddenly felt a bit adrift, while everyone was happily chatting about those two, he sat quietly like a stunned chicken.

Qin Mu saw him looking down at his phone without speaking, feeling out of place, asked reflexively: ”Zhao Huai, missing our Xiaomei?”

”No! No such thing!”

Zhao Huai lifted his eyes, a bit flustered, raising his hand to grab the back of his head awkwardly denying.

The saying goes, denial is hiding the truth.

Jiang Zhiyuan continued to message Qin Mu, yet Qin Mu ignored him, chatting away with others, which made him stand up angrily, holding his phone: ”Qin Mu, damn it, look at your phone already!”

Everyone startled, immediately looked up at the agitated Jiang Zhiyuan.

Jiang Zhiyuan glared at Qin Mu with big eyes, gradually losing his aggression.

Mu Yichen, sitting beside him, swung his leg, viciously kicking the leg of his chair.

The pain made him bend over to clutch behind his knee.

The phone fell to the ground.

Qin Mu: ”...”

Qin Mu initially wanted to ask him what he wanted her to reply; those dumb questions he asked...

But seeing Mu kicking his chair, Qin Mu didn’t know what to say.

”Does Mu always love to kick around?”

An Nan suddenly spoke.

The surroundings went quiet again.

Mu Yichen’s keen gaze remained fixed on Jiang Zhiyuan slowly sitting down, now everyone’s spirits were almost scared away.

This remark, only someone unaware of the situation like An Nan dared to ask.

Even Qin Mu didn’t dare, you know!

”What? Don’t you think Mu’s a bit excessive? He never talks properly, this isn’t the first time I’ve seen him kick Jiang Zhiyuan!”