His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 2102: Chapter 598: Disciplining the Wife (Part 2)

”No matter how many children she wants to have, I’m certainly willing. Our years of feelings naturally mean that whatever I say goes!”

Mu Yichen spoke with a certain lazy pride, his eyes drooping as he gazed at the teacup in front of him. After speaking, he shot a glance diagonally across him.

Gongzhi Ping’an was looking down, lost in thought, while Mu Yichen’s disdainful gaze was blatantly apparent.

Some things can be left unsaid, but actions must be taken to let people know you’re aware.

”Why does that sound a bit exaggerated to me? Even if Qin Mu is willing to have a third child, you’d have her have a fourth, a fifth? She’d definitely ask if you think she’s a pig.”

Qiao Yi, standing next to him, voiced his doubt, causing a few youngsters below to stifle their laughter. Mu Yichen lifted his gaze, his sharp eyes coldly sweeping over them, instantly silencing the room.

”If she’s a pig, then what am I?”

Mu Yichen’s cold, deep voice questioned Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi struggled to suppress his laughter, internally wondering what you’d call yourself?

”She can have as many children as I say, but as her husband, would I let her spend her whole life just having children? She has many dreams to fulfill, and no time to waste on childbirth, let alone socializing with some unsavory people.”

Mu Yichen’s voice grew lower yet clear.

The atmosphere suddenly turned heavy, everyone feeling tense under his unexpected anger, unsure of its cause.

Jiang Zhiyuan sat beside Gongzhi Ping’an, whispering in his ear, ”What’s up with Brother Yichen tonight? Did he have a fight with Xiaomu?”

Gongzhi Ping’an’s eyes flickered, followed by a small, perfunctory smile, ”Who knows!”

Jiang Zhiyuan thought there was something odd about Gongzhi Ping’an’s response and began to scrutinize him. Gongzhi Ping’an, ever good-natured, simply topped up his drink, ”Care for a toast, brother?”

When it came to drinking, Jiang Zhiyuan was never one to refuse. Given Gongzhi Ping’an’s courtesy, he had to accept.

”Cheers!”

The two of them raised their eyebrows, each with their own thoughts.

Mu Yichen glanced at Jiang Zhiyuan, then turned to Yang Bo, ”Xiaobo, don’t always be so busy; family matters most.”

”Coming from you, it really shows you’ve matured, truly grown up.”

Yang Bo chuckled, finding such sentimental words from Mu Yichen to be quite a rarity.

Back then, Mu always acted impulsively, seldom speaking emotionally.

He could easily leave people tongue-tied, yet often did things that hurt himself.

If he could be gentler with Qin Mu, less obsessive, they might have been together much earlier.

But he was stubborn, persistently playing hot-and-cold games with Qin Mu. Yang Bo and Jing Feng used to think he was immature, or else he wouldn’t have been clueless about pursuing a girl he’d known for over a decade.

Looking at him now, he’s evidently matured a lot; it’s truly worth celebrating.

”I don’t quite like hearing that. Mrs. Mu always says I’m as graceful as a tree, steady as a rock, the most reliable and secure man she’s ever met.”

Mu Yichen laughed lightly, boastfully clutching his wine glass.

”Can Xiaomu really say such things?”

Jiang Zhiyuan was the first to voice his skepticism.

”Naturally!”

Mu Yichen eyed him, the look almost turning into a sharp blade, ready to pierce the unseeing fool.

Qin Mu was at home, suffering from a blocked nose, unaware that someone was shamelessly using her compliments to praise himself.

Mu Yichen returned home past eleven. Lately, Qin Mu had been engrossed in a novel, keeping her occupied while waiting for him. Hearing the door open softly, her ears perked up, but she was focused on her reading.

Mu Yichen entered, seeing her bedside light still on, stopped being overly discreet, and walked over holding his car keys, sitting beside her, ”Still awake at this hour? Waiting for me?”

”Mhm!”

Qin Mu replied but was absorbed in her book, not sparing him a glance.

Mu Yichen observed her expression, glanced at her phone, and furrowed his brow, ”I’m going to shower!”

After boasting outside, he returned home, still unnoticed.

Mu Yichen wondered if he misspoke during the day for her to still be upset with him now.

After showering, he emerged from the bathroom, got into bed, and saw her still glued to her phone, reading a novel. He let out a sigh, unintentionally, extended his arm to embrace her, ”Still reading?”