His Beloved Treasure

”You can change your mind if you want!”

Mu Yichen smiled, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and looked mischievously at the man sitting across from him with a slightly wicked expression.

Jian Yan glanced at him and sighed helplessly, ”Your habit of being calculative hasn’t changed a bit over the years.”

”Lucky for me, because she’s mine!”

”Even if you weren’t calculative, it’s just a matter of time—it could be earlier or later. Do you think your twenty-plus years of feelings can’t compare to the few years I’ve spent with her?”

”It’s not like there aren’t couples who’ve been together for decades and then broke up! I better stay cautious!”

Mu Yichen took another puff of his cigarette, like a big boy tightly holding onto a beloved toy.

”Suit yourself! You two have been bickering for more than just a day or two anyway.”

Jian Yan sighed, not very interested. He knew he couldn’t persuade Mu Yichen, so he gave up.

He just stared at the cigarette Mu Yichen tossed on the table and then leaned over to reach out and grab one from the pack.

Mu Yichen’s dark eyes watched his action of lighting a cigarette and suddenly chuckled, slowly exhaling a sliver of smoke and then lowered his gaze.

If Qin Mu saw this, she would definitely be upset.

Considering Jian Yan’s health condition, he really should quit smoking and drinking.

But to make a man completely abstain from smoking and drinking, that truly is a challenge.

So he stayed silent, pretending he hadn’t seen anything since Qin Mu wasn’t there anyway.

”When do you plan to invite me over to your place?”

Mu Yichen rested his hand lightly on the arm of the couch, his deep voice carrying a slightly lazy tone as he asked.

”To your place?”

Jian Yan arched his brows slightly, curiously looking at Mu Yichen across from him.

”Yeah! My parents want me to invite you over. I don’t need to send a formal invitation, right?”

Mu Yichen half-raised his brows and asked.

”Hmph! You can if you really want!”

Jian Yan chuckled. How could he pass up the chance to make things difficult for Mr. Mu?

Mu Yichen...

Mu Yichen clearly knew Jian Yan was sparring with him mentally, just as Jian Yan knew Mu Yichen was doing the same with him.

However, Jian Yan didn’t expect that the Mu Family held him in such regard.

He hadn’t seen Huanhuan in a long time. As he lowered his eyes, he felt a twinge of sadness in his heart. He should meet that girl, even though he wasn’t sure if she still remembered him.

Mu Yichen returned at twelve. Qin Mu just assumed he went out drinking with Qiao Yi and the others, so she didn’t ask much until he came back, and she noticed he didn’t smell of alcohol. She looked at him curiously.

Mu Yichen went upstairs as soon as he got back. Seeing her drawing on the bed, he walked over, ”Full of drawing paper on the bed, may I ask Mrs. Mu, where do you plan to let your husband sleep?”

Qin Mu looked up at him, still holding a piece of drawing paper and a pencil.

She slightly raised her chin towards the couch, ”How about there?”

”You really dare to say that!”

Mu Yichen immediately pulled his hand from his pants pocket and pinched her pretty chin, speaking with clenched teeth.

Qin Mu’s big dark eyes looked at him calmly and lightly, ”Didn’t drink with them?”

”With whom?”

Mu Yichen squinted his eyes, curiously asking her.

”With Qiao Yi and the others, wasn’t it?”

Qin Mu asked curiously again.

”Actually, no!”

Mu Yichen’s deep eyes looked at her, flashing a beguiling smile.

Qin Mu blinked curiously again, waiting for him to explain.

”Sent an invitation to Master, inviting him over for dinner tomorrow night at home.”

Mu Yichen released her chin and, after speaking, lowered his eyes to begin unbuttoning his shirt.

Qin Mu: ”...”

He went to see Jian Yan?

Haha!

Qin Mu’s heart suddenly began to race a bit!

”I’m going to take a shower, tidy up the paper on the bed!”

As Mu Yichen said, he raised his eyes to look at the bed again; indeed, there was no place for him.

But even after he entered the bathroom, Qin Mu was still in a daze. He went to find Jian Yan to invite him over for dinner tomorrow?

Couldn’t he just have made a phone call for that?

And also, they were bickering in the restaurant at noon, and now they’ve reconciled?

Or are they hiding something from her?

Qin Mu recalled the scene of Jian Yan leaving with his team years ago, leaving her alone in Rongcheng, and couldn’t help but feel worried.

Still, she quickly tidied up the papers on the bed, moving them to the coffee table next to the couch.

By the time he finished his shower and returned, the bed had only her left, leaning against the headboard with her phone, waiting for him.

”Did you two talk about anything else?”

Qin Mu asked when she heard him come out again.

”What else would you like us to talk about?”

Mu Yichen asked as he dried his hair and climbed onto the bed.