His Beloved Treasure

Qin Mu came out and saw Mu Yichen sitting on the sofa, looking at her phone, very much at ease.

”Mr. Mu, you’re snooping on my phone again!”

Qin Mu noticed his expression was slightly serious and shifted her gaze away from his face. When she looked at her phone screen, he was just reading her chat history with Rui Sen on WeChat.

Actually, Qin Mu had nothing to hide since she hadn’t done anything unspeakable.

Moreover, she saw a picture of his aloof side profile; why would he be upset?

”You’re just looking at this? Why are you unhappy?”

Qin Mu looked at him, her curious eyes shifting slightly, but she didn’t dare to joke with him.

Mu Yichen looked at her: ”Just now Rui Sen sent you a message asking why you didn’t agree to him back then. How do you plan to respond?”

”Um...”

It was Qin Mu, who couldn’t help furrowing her brows.

For a moment, she didn’t know how to answer Mu Yichen.

”Difficult to answer?”

Mu Yichen’s deep voice asked her slowly.

Qin Mu suddenly felt her throat tighten. Mr. Mu was angry because of Rui Sen’s message.

”I’ll just tell him I have no feelings for him!”

Qin Mu thought for a bit and quickly said this before he got angry.

”Really?”

Mu Yichen’s expression was ambiguous, his deep gaze unfathomable, making Qin Mu uneasy.

”Yes! I never did!”

Qin Mu nodded slightly, her brows still furrowed, because Mu Yichen’s expression showed that he wasn’t satisfied with this answer.

What does he want then?

”Good that you don’t!”

Mu Yichen suddenly said.

Qin Mu didn’t feel a trace of security.

”Mu Yichen, what are you thinking again?”

Qin Mu couldn’t help but ask him, staring at him with unwavering eyes.

The white light was blocked by him, and when Qin Mu looked into his dark eyes, his candor made him angry.

”I’m thinking, how could Mrs. Mu be so foolish?”

Mu Yichen asked her quietly.

Foolish?

”Mu Yichen, we’ve been together for so many years, and you still have no trust in me?”

Qin Mu was a bit angry!

”Of course I have!”

Mu Yichen confidently and deeply responded to her.

Qin Mu felt as if the air in the room had frozen, making her shoulders feel a little sore from the cold.

”Then why are you acting like this? As if I’ve done something unspeakable!”

”Is my expression saying you’ve done something unspeakable?”

Mu Yichen couldn’t help but ask curiously.

Qin Mu...

Finally, he spoke with some tone in his voice.

”Think whatever you want then!”

Qin Mu turned her head, unwilling to confront him.

Mu Yichen raised his hand to pinch her chin, forcing her to face him.

Qin Mu felt tears almost come out from the pain, looking at him while holding back her anger.

”Getting so easily upset now?”

Mu Yichen asked.

”I wouldn’t dare get angry with Mr. Mu!”

Qin Mu stubbornly told him as she angrily clawed at his hand, but she couldn’t move it away, so her nails dug into the flesh on the back of his hand.

Mu Yichen remained still, not saying a word, but his brow was full of annoyance.

Qin Mu sensed his anger, and then she became angry too.

So the two of them were in a stalemate for quite a while.

Later, Qin Mu heard the sound of him slamming the door as he left.

How long had it been since he last did that?

Everything had been fine all day today, but then suddenly...

Qin Mu struggled to sit up from the bed, her delicate hands running through her soft hair, hugging herself.

Feng Fanghua had just finished applying a face mask and was about to make a cup of honey water. She stood at the top of the stairs and saw her son going out, frowning involuntarily, then looked towards their room.

Thinking that the couple had been sweet like honey today and their life was back on the right track, she refrained from letting herself think they were quarrelling. She just assumed that Mu Yichen went out so late to buy something for Qin Mu.

She hadn’t expected that they were indeed fighting.

Feng Fanghua returned to the room with the honey water and said to Mu Zihao, who was already preparing to sleep: ”Yichen just went out!”

”Oh? Went to drink with his buddies, maybe? But he hasn’t gone out this late alone for a long time.”

Mu Zihao seemed a bit doubtful.

Feng Fanghua sat by the bed with the cup in her hands, her brows furrowing.

”Why do I feel like they were arguing, but they were fine all day.”

Feng Fanghua spoke to Mu Zihao, but it was as if she was talking to herself.

”They must not have been arguing. Maybe he was called out for a drink. It has been a series of happy events for those kids lately, or maybe he went out to buy something for Mumu.”