His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 2187: Chapter 635: One Year Later (12) Reportedly Not Divorced Yet_3

The music became increasingly soft, Chen Xiaoyi watched the performance area, then turned to look at Mu Yichen, boldly asking him, ”Can I invite you to dance?”

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The next day.

The weather was cold and gloomy.

Today’s headline: President Mu with a mysterious girl in a French romance.

Several bold black letters were used as the title, with an enormous photo below on the left showing Mu Yichen and Chen Xiaoyi dancing, while the right featured thousands of words describing various events involving President Mu and this mysterious girl.

Citywide storm topic: The mysterious girl may be the Mu Family’s new lady, already acknowledged by the Mu Family elders.

Mu Family’s lady, Feng Fanghua, opened the newspaper this morning and casually flipped through a couple of pages, seeing headlines about her son and Chen Xiaoyi on both the entertainment and financial sections. Feng Fanghua was quite satisfied with the news, slightly raising her eyebrows.

Since those two couldn’t make a decision, why not let her, as the elder, make the decision for them.

Even if Qin Mu resents her, she has nothing to say, as a mother, she naturally hopes her son will have a better life and not be so miserable at over thirty.

But Mu Zihao slightly sighed after seeing the news, ”Did you arrange this?”

”Your son has long stopped caring about how the media writes. With Qin Mu returning to the city, do you think their every move still needs me to arrange it?”

Feng Fanghua didn’t immediately admit it.

Mu Zihao shook his head, ”Do you really want Yichen to be with Chen Xiaoyi? Not to mention Chengcheng and Huanhuan disagree, even your own son, do you think with his temperament, he can live the rest of his life with a woman he has no feelings for?”

”Feelings can be cultivated! He once said it was impossible to divorce Qin Mu, and didn’t they separate?”

Feng Fanghua found his words unreliable, couldn’t help but retort.

”Don’t blame me for not reminding you, as far as I know, they haven’t divorced yet!”

Mu Zihao added to Feng Fanghua.

”What?”

Feng Fanghua suddenly got anxious, turning around to seriously stare at him, trying to confirm if she heard wrong.

”Probably just took off the ring!”

Mu Zihao said again, calmly but resolutely.

Feng Fanghua’s heart suddenly dropped, as if she stepped into thin air.

”Are you sure?”

Feng Fanghua asked again, confirming repeatedly.

”Old Pan was just transferred to the civil affairs bureau a few days ago, if you don’t believe it, you can call him to check it.”

Feng Fanghua didn’t need to make the call, she thought, haven’t you already confirmed it? Yet her heart became increasingly unsettled.

”Then what are they doing? Letting a good life go to waste, causing all this chaos, does it make any sense?”

Feng Fanghua couldn’t help raising her voice out of anger.

”Regardless, I advise you to meddle less in their affairs. Moreover, about Chen Xiaoyi, better not to invite her home for meals frequently, see, Chengcheng and Huanhuan oppose their being together so much, if this continues, it might get out of hand, if they grow resentful towards you, do you think they would willingly stay by your side?”

Mu Zihao laid out the stakes for Feng Fanghua, who abruptly fell silent.

”Zihao, you know I have always meant well for my son. Since he and Qin Mu are destined but without fate, I genuinely don’t want to see them reconcile.”

”Alas! Who can really say about the essence of their relationship? During this year, Yichen hasn’t done anything, but with Qin Mu back, you’ve seen his actions.”

Mu Zihao held her hand, reminding gently in a way that, with his understanding of Feng Fanghua, only she could more or less listen.

”Where did that woman stay last night?”

Feng Fanghua asked.

”I don’t know about that. I just heard she intended to leave yesterday, but the flight was delayed, and your son’s people held her back.”

Mu Zihao reported to Feng Fanghua.

Feng Fanghua nodded, ”So, do you think I should talk to her again?”

Mu Zihao shook his head, ”Forget what you said from your heart when you treated her as a daughter, it’s probably not achievable now, best not to talk further, who knows, she might become your daughter-in-law.”

”Alas! I think I owe this girl from a past life, in this life she comes to be my little foe.”

Feng Fanghua sighed again and again, her mood heavier than the day’s weather.

Past ten in the morning, Qiao Yi happened to have some spare time and went to Mu Yichen’s office building to deliver a small box of snacks for his wife.

”He’s not in a good mood today, be mindful of what you say!”

Xi Meng glanced at her snack, satisfied with Qiao Yi, but was worried about his unchecked remarks worsening Mu Yichen’s mood when he came over to have tea.

”When was he in a good mood this year? But rest assured, he isn’t about to get so ticked off to take it out on me physically. Given today’s widespread ordeal, of course, I should show concern.”

Qiao Yi winked at her, then entered the office.

Mu Yichen had just relaxed, thinking of having lunch before finding a place to play ball with Zhao Huai. His timing was perfect.

”Oh! Turns out there’s tea here!”

Qiao Yi said jokingly upon entering, seeing the tea set on the table, before sitting down on the vacant sofa.

”President Qiao is quite free today, could it be you’re here to care about your brother’s big issue?”

Mu Yichen taunted with a smirk.

”Xi Meng said you were in a bad mood, but I see you’re actually in a pretty good mood!”

Qiao Yi raised his eyes, surprised by how Mu Yichen still had humor, joking.

”Why would I be in a bad mood?”

Mu Yichen chuckled, lifted his tea, crossed his legs, and savored the tea leaves in the cup.

Zhao Huai shook his head helplessly, preferring not to comment.

”Of course! With both old love and new infatuation right under your nose, there’s really no reason to be in a bad mood.”

Qiao Yi tilted his head, crossed his long legs too, showing envy.

Mu Yichen, calm and leisurely as he drank his tea, listened to Qiao Yi’s words but chose not to reply.

”Qin Mu stayed at the shop last night!”

Zhao Huai suddenly said.

Qiao Yi looked up at Zhao Huai, ”Why stay at the shop? If I were her, I’d find a way, dig three feet deep to flee back to Paris, staying here any longer, she’d get tortured to death, right?”