His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu stubbornly glared at him as he approached, giving him a wary look before turning her head and continuing to walk upstairs.

The temperature in her bedroom upstairs was just right, Qin Mu held Chengcheng as she pushed the door open, intending to close it behind her, but Mu Yichen stopped it with one hand: ”Did you forget? I have the key to this room.”

Qin Mu...

Mu Yichen’s dark eyes looked at her: ”I shouldn’t have asked your master to drink with me, I apologize, okay? If you think I’m not sincere, you can call him over, and I’ll apologize to him seriously in front of you, hmm?”

Qin Mu couldn’t be bothered with him, she just bent over and placed Chengcheng on the soft bed.

Who knew that just as she straightened up, her backside accidentally bumped into Mu Yichen behind her.

Qin Mu’s face changed dramatically with embarrassment, and she turned to look at him: ”You...”

”I really came to apologize. I know what I said last night upset you, and when we got home, I couldn’t even make you smile. It made me really unhappy.”

He wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her determined little body from pulling away, earnestly explaining to her.

Qin Mu wasn’t sure if she should believe him, but in her eyes, there were indeed still stubborn stars shining.

”Mu Yichen, these kinds of words might work to cheer up a teenager, but you’re using them on me?”

”You were indeed easier to cheer up when you were a teenager.”

Mu Yichen saw how angry Qin Mu was and couldn’t help but respond.

”You...”

Qin Mu was so angry that even her beautiful eyebrows knitted together.

”Don’t be mad, I promise, as long as Jian Yan is here, I won’t make this mistake again. I promise to care for him like a father just like you do!”

Mu Yichen solemnly promised her, holding her wrists with utmost seriousness.

But saying he’ll care for him like a father? Jian Yan hates it when people suggest he’s old.

”I don’t need your misplaced kindness, just stop making me angry!”

Qin Mu muttered, then tried to push him away.

But then, unexpectedly, he leaned down and captured her slightly chilly lips with his, which had been upset.

Qin Mu...

Chengcheng sat on the bed holding one of his mom’s lingerie magazines, then looked up, eyes fixed straight at his dear mom and dad acting as if he were invisible by the bed.

Are they kissing right in front of him?

Chengcheng was shocked, after all, he was just a child!

But Chengcheng soon lowered his eyes, too lazy to deal with them, and continued looking at his magazine. All the big sisters on it were stunning beauties with super hot bodies, and Chengcheng’s little pink lips drooled a bit.

In the afternoon, after everyone went to work, Qin Mu finally managed to escape from the room.

Chengcheng curiously looked up at Mu Yichen with wide eyes, so Mu Yichen lay on the bed and threw the nearby blanket over his son’s head.

Chengcheng couldn’t bear the weight and instantly flopped down, but he didn’t make a single sound of crying or fear, just slowly got back up again.

Mu Yichen...

When Qin Mu went out, her hair was a bit messy, and she happened to bump into Xiaomei who was going upstairs to find Jian Yan. Xiaomei glanced at her and awkwardly cleared her throat: ”Um, you have a scratch on your chin...looks like you broke the skin!”

Qin Mu’s eyes widened instantly, not caring how messy her hair was, she raised her hand to touch her chin.

At that moment, Mu Zong ignored the fact that their son was still playing beside them and kissed her, even biting her chin, ha!

Mu Zong was simply infuriating to both gods and men, right?

Qin Mu felt dissatisfied but didn’t want to overreact, so she left with a hurried ”I’m going to the restroom!” and quickly made her escape.

Xiaomei...

Thinking, if you’re going to the restroom, just go, why is your face so red?

Xiaomei curiously looked at that door, wondering, wasn’t Chengcheng inside? Otherwise, how did the two of them manage it?

Thought maybe someone had been called to pick him up earlier, hearing several nerve-wracking noises coming from inside, they were audible even downstairs.

Of course, the master who was going upstairs heard it too.

After nine o’clock in the evening, Mu Yichen went to Jian Yan’s guest room. Jian Yan had just finished taking a shower and was wearing pajamas when he went to open the door for him.

Mu Yichen stood at the door, looking at his attire, and raised an eyebrow involuntarily: ”No one else inside, right?”

”What are you thinking so much for? Come in!”

Jian Yan was helpless with Mu Zong’s imagination, he admired it to no end.

Mu Yichen slowly walked in, gently closed the door, and followed Jian Yan with steps that were slow and careful.

It was as if he had unintentionally entered someone else’s world, both curious and cautious.

Jian Yan handed him a bottle of mineral water. The two sat on the sofa, and Jian Yan watched Mu Zong take out a cigarette and asked: ”Should I change into a formal suit?”