His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 2253: Chapter 655: One Year Later (32)

When Qiao Yi was about to leave, the manager stood outside: ”Young Master Qiao, Young Master Chen said for you to settle the accounts of these two years.”

”What?”

Qiao Yi froze, unable to believe it.

The manager stood waiting for him to follow and settle the accounts, his face expressionless.

Everyone stood behind Qiao Yi, waiting to see the joke, until Jing Feng walked over: ”Good brother, please take the trouble to settle the account, we’re just a small business!”

”You...”

Qiao Yi’s eyes almost popped out, thinking, you’re just adding insult to injury.

”Well, An Nan has a slight cold, I gotta get back quickly!”

As soon as Jiang Zhiyuan heard about settling accounts, he quickly found an excuse to slip away, and soon after Yang Bo and Gongzhi followed suit.

——

The next day.

But it was Mu Yichen, wearing a sharp suit: ”Qiao Yi is outside, I’m going to see him, you continue to rest!”

Mu Yichen only left after he saw her wake up.

And inside Mu Yichen’s office, on the first day of Qiao Yi’s holiday, he was there pleading guilty.

”Have you settled all the accounts?”

After Mu Yichen entered the office, he asked him casually, without questioning anything else.

Qiao Yi smiled, quickly following behind him: ”Last night’s situation was all Jing Feng’s idea, I just happened to be beside him.”

”That’s what Jing Feng said too!”

Mu Yichen sat on the sofa, lighting a cigarette, and before lighting it, he smiled and said to Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi...

But Mu Yichen seemed in a good mood, and Qiao Yi guessed he must have had a great time last night, so he wasn’t that nervous.

”No wonder Xi Meng said good deeds never pay off, and sure enough!”

Qiao Yi felt a little sad after hearing this and lowered his head to say.

Mu Yichen glanced at him again, then picked up the cigarette case and tossed it into his lap: ”You probably don’t know that the two of us have always been fine with this sort of thing.”

Qiao Yi was hit by the metal cigarette case, the pain hadn’t even subsided when Mu Yichen’s words made him feel as if he’d eaten shit.

Everyone thought he and Qin Mu had been separated for a long time, but unexpectedly, they were actually fine together.

Mu Yichen spoke very plainly, but seeing Qiao Yi’s shit-eating expression, he suddenly laughed, taking a hard drag on his cigarette.

”You two have been apart for so long, Qin Mu hates you so much!”

Qiao Yi didn’t understand, emphasizing those last three words with particular weight.

After hearing this, Mu Yichen immediately frowned, stopping his smoking motion, just unhappily watching Qiao Yi.

”No! I mean in your situation.”

Qiao Yi really couldn’t believe it, and was not resigned, why could this guy still say such things so leisurely when it had reached the point of divorce?

”Between us as husband and wife, one is willing to fight, the other is willing to endure, you don’t need to worry about it, as long as the accounts for these two years are settled, that’s all.”

Mu Yichen once again brought up the account issue, and Qiao Yi felt like he was stabbed by a brother: ”Last night, I intended to be clever, but your damn manager wouldn’t let me go wherever I went, no matter what I said, I had no choice, do you know how much I spent last night? He didn’t even give me a discount, knowing my relationship with his boss? Just thinking about it gives me a stomachache!”

As soon as Qiao Yi finished, he heard a snort, and it came from Mu Yichen.

Mu Yichen felt better after hearing about his stomachache.

”Once you’re done complaining, hurry back, the new year is almost here, and everyone is quite busy.”

Mu Yichen unhurriedly saw him out.

After Qiao Yi left his office, he still felt he was set up, clearly having good intentions, but ending up being treated like a sinister villain.

And shortly after he left, Mu Yichen hurried back to the guest room.

This sleep lasted until two or three in the afternoon.

It was snowing lightly outside.

Qin Mu felt helpless, wanting to say we shouldn’t be like this now, feeling somewhat depressed.

Last night, Xi Meng said he was violent, she thought the situation had become irreparable, told the truth to Feng Fanghua and ran out, but in the end, she still couldn’t leave.

It felt like the one drunk wasn’t Mu Yichen, Mr. Mu, but her, the sober one.

”Why are you not speaking?”

Mu Yichen asked her softly.

”Speak what?”

Qin Mu absentmindedly asked, lowered her long lashes, wanting to continue sleeping.

”Talk about why you feel so cold? Talk about whether I can still help you!”

Qin Mu lowered her head, but spoke coldly to him: ”No longer!”

”I expected that!”

He turned over, letting go of her.

Qin Mu immediately felt a chill behind her, but didn’t want to turn her head to look at how he appeared at that moment.