His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 1244 - 347: Don’t Come Any Closer_3

Chapter 1244: Chapter 347: Don’t Come Any Closer_3

Mu Yichen couldn’t help but chuckle: "Can you still swing it?"

"You brat, just come over here and see if I can’t!"

Though the old man was getting on in years, his eyes were still sharp, and when he glared, he seemed even more spirited.

Mu Zihao, watching them bicker, couldn’t suppress a sigh and then asked Mu Yichen: "Are you really going to ruin Yang Bo’s marriage? You should know, by doing so, you’re going to offend the Lu Family. Though our family doesn’t have any ties with theirs, we’re all still from Rongcheng."

"If I were scared of this or that, would I be where I am today? Besides, their daughter caused such a scene at my wife’s shop, if we the Mu Family act too meek, won’t people just walk all over us?"

Mu Yichen frowned as he spoke, his words incredibly convincing.

"That’s true! Sigh!"

——

"Mom, are you going to sleep in my room tonight?"

Huanhuan looked up at Qin Mu, asking as she was about to nod off. Her voice was so soft and sweet that it warmed Qin Mu’s heart.

"Sure!"

Qin Mu thought it over. Deceiving her like this wasn’t uncommon; she’d leave after Huanhuan fell asleep.

"Won’t Dad feel lonely? Grandma says Dad is like a shadow, always following you around."

Huanhuan rubbed her eyes, her voice a bit muffled.

Qin Mu just listening to this made her chuckle: "You mustn’t let your dad hear this, or he’ll give your grandma the cold shoulder for at least three days."

"Really? Why would Dad do that?"

"He’s too stubborn!"

Qin Mu thought of Mu Yichen sulking and sighed.

"What’s stubborn mean?"

"Stubborn, well, stubborn means... time to sleep, it’s already half past nine."

Qin Mu suddenly realized this little girl would keep talking without end and needed to wrap up the conversation.

"Goodnight, Mom!"

"Goodnight!"

Qin Mu cradled her little head, gave her a kiss, and gently patted her back to lull her to sleep. Huanhuan soon fell asleep in Qin Mu’s arms.

Qin Mu quietly left the bed, and when she opened the door, she found Mu Yichen looking for her. She dared not speak, pushing Mu Yichen with her hand to lead him outside quietly.

Mu Yichen leaned against the wall, waiting. As soon as she shut the door, he pulled her into his arms.

Qin Mu, in her slippers and significantly shorter than him, felt quite delicate and attached in his embrace.

"What are you doing? Aren’t you going back in?"

Qin Mu looked up at the man leaning against the wall and asked softly.

Mu Yichen gazed down into her lively big eyes: "Were you talking bad about me in Huanhuan’s room just now?"

"No way! When did you come over? You must have heard wrong!"

Qin Mu’s heart skipped a beat, not expecting her lie to be seen through by Mu Yichen.

Mu Yichen’s lips curled slightly, smiling faintly as he asked, "Really? Your heart races when you lie!"

Qin Mu...

"Didn’t even notice you hurt your hand, how careless can you be?"

Mu Yichen gently touched her forehead with his and said softly.

"I was too stirred then, and didn’t feel the pain afterward. You say it’s such a minor injury yet you make it sound like the sky is falling, you’re such an exaggerator."

"I’m not exaggerating; just stating facts. To you, even a little needle prick is a big deal."

Mu Yichen’s voice grew increasingly gentle, a gentleness that calmed Qin Mu as well.

"Mrs. Mu?"

"Hmm?"

The hallway was so quiet they could hear each other’s heartbeats.

"Look up!"

Mu Yichen’s command was soft and tender.

Qin Mu slowly lifted her eyes to meet his deep, dark hawk-like gaze.

This refreshing summer.

——

The next morning, the old man from the Mu Family went to Yang Bo’s father’s workplace and, once invited in, asked with a frosty face: "I heard your daughter-in-law made trouble at my granddaughter-in-law’s place yesterday? Mr. Yang, you’d better give me an explanation, how’s it that she wants to bully the Mu Family before even stepping in?"

Yang Bo’s father initially thought the old man had something to discuss with him, otherwise, he wouldn’t be here. But upon hearing this, he was a bit stunned because the issue seemed quite serious.

"What do you mean by that?"

He rose from behind his desk, helped the old man over to the sofa, and asked in confusion.

"Hmph, what do I mean? I’ll tell you what I mean. Starting with that fine daughter-in-law you chose for your son, this girl not only humiliated all the employees at my granddaughter-in-law’s shop yesterday, but even hit my granddaughter-in-law. So, you tell me, don’t you owe me an explanation?"