His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu and Bian Jingwen looked at how close they were, AD’s smile was so shocking it was as if their jaws might dislocate.

Only Jian Yan stood calmly to the side.

After greeting AD, Mu Yichen looked at Jian Yan again: ”Did you like the wine just now?”

”Not bad!”

Jian Yan nodded slightly, approving.

”I forgot to have them put it on my tab, so let’s settle the bill together.”

Mu Yichen pulled Qin Mu out from behind him and AD, put his arm around her shoulders, and said to him.

Qin Mu instinctively turned her head to glare at him, but Mu Yichen pretended not to see, simply smiling courteously.

”Sorry, I have to excuse myself for a bit!”

AD greeted Mu Yichen and then elegantly left with her little bag, and Bian Jingwen also lowered her head and quickly followed.

Outside the private room, only three people were left, Jian Yan smiled and said: ”Then I’m leaving too! You two should head back as well!”

After Jian Yan spoke, he left, and Qin Mu, thinking of what AD said at the end of the meal, turned and called him: ”Jian Yan, this competition is trivial compared to you, so if you do something you shouldn’t because of it and I find out, our mentor-mentee relationship is over!”

Qin Mu was still a little worried inside.

Jian Yan turned his head to look at her, giving a faint smile: ”Are you stupid? Or am I so desperate for a troublesome student like you?”

Jian Yan gave her an inscrutable look before turning to leave.

Qin Mu felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife.

Mu Yichen took a step forward, glanced at his anxious wife, then reached out to hold her shoulder, pulling her tightly into his embrace: ”What do you want to do?”

”You don’t know! He...”

”No matter what he does, you shouldn’t have said those things just now, what am I compared to his heavy words?”

”Here we go again!”

Qin Mu wrinkled her brows helplessly, ignoring him and walking ahead.

Mu Yichen also sighed, raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, and then followed her.

On the way back, Mu Yichen was driving, with Qin Mu sitting beside him, starting to ramble again: ”AD called me and Bian Jingwen out as soon as she sat down, no one knows what they talked about inside, and later AD asked him to go to her room later, that’s why I’m worried.”

”Worried about what? A man over forty with a woman over forty, even if they sleep together, so what? One is unmarried, the other is widowed.”

Mu Yichen suddenly asked, stopping the car, then turning seriously to gaze at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu was suddenly at a loss for words, just staring blankly at him.

”Do you want Jian Yan to remain celibate for you?”

Qin Mu didn’t want to talk anymore, turning her head to look elsewhere.

Mu Yichen’s dark eyes looked at her with some annoyance, then he started the car and continued driving.

The stubborn look in Qin Mu’s eyes gradually began to twinkle with starlight.

Mu Yichen suddenly became very quiet, understanding that saying one more word would lead to a cold war.

And neither of them liked cold wars, in those years before they didn’t know how to control their tempers, but now they’ve long learned to shut up before they get into a fight.

The more silent the night, the heavier it feels.

In this deep autumn, after they got home, both got out of the car, Qin Mu kept her head down, clutching her coat tightly across her chest and walking quickly inside, Mu Yichen turned to glance back, closed the car door, and slowly followed in.

The wind messed up the stray hairs on her forehead, Qin Mu saw Mu Zihao was still watching TV when she went inside, so she walked over and greeted: ”Dad, you’re still up this late? There’s a game on?”

”Yeah!”

Mu Zihao smiled and looked up, seeing her red eyes, he choked on his words.

”Then I’ll head upstairs first!”

Qin Mu said another sentence, nodded, and left.

Mu Zihao turned to see his beloved son: ”Come sit with me for a while?”

”I’ll watch the game with you later, but not now!”

Mu Yichen paused, strained to glance upstairs, and then followed her up.

Once Qin Mu got back to the room, she casually kicked off her high heels to the side, tossed her coat next to the bed, and grabbed sleepwear from the closet, ready to shower.

Mu Yichen entered the room, seeing her standing by the closet undressing, he approached: ”I’m sorry, I take back what I said in the car just now.”

”No need!”

Qin Mu replied faintly, then turned her back on him, stripped naked, and, holding her pajamas, walked inside without even glancing at him.

But...

Mr. Mu’s deep eyes watched as his wife walked nonchalantly away in the nude right in front of him, that feeling...