His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 1275 - 355: Love You for Ten Thousand Years (Part 5)

Chapter 1275: Chapter 355: Love You for Ten Thousand Years (Part 5)

Half an hour later! The master bedroom with both of them!

At the doorway! Facing each other leaning on the doorframe, Mu Yichen had his arms crossed, while Mrs. Mu had one hand hanging down naturally and the other hand grabbing the elbow of the first hand from the back.

"Mrs. Mu, let me remind you, I still remember the conversation you had with Helian Hao that day!"

"I know!"

"So why did you go shopping for clothes for Dad and Grandpa today?"

"Mom said she wanted to buy for her son, and asked me to buy for Dad and Grandpa!"

Qin Mu confessed truthfully, recalling how just downstairs Mr. Mu had coldly said to her: Come upstairs with me.

Wow, that aura, that imposing presence, it was as if he wanted to skin her alive.

Qin Mu felt quite wronged thinking about it all, but due to past experiences of being held accountable for misspeaking by Mr. Mu, she dared not show her anger now.

After hearing her explanation, Mu Yichen furrowed his brows even more helplessly, staring at her unhappily: "Mrs. Mu, could you put a little more thought into your husband?"

"Then Mr. Mu, could you be a bit more gentle with your wife?"

"..." Mu Yichen took a deep breath, wanting to speak but at a loss for words.

Qin Mu stood quietly facing him, observing the changes in his expression over this brief moment.

"Let’s go downstairs to eat! Later tonight, you can ask me to be gentler with you!"

Mu Yichen gave her a glance, looking busy and said this while walking away.

Qin Mu stood at the doorway watching his back, couldn’t help but quietly ask him: "Mr. Mu, shall I await your favor tonight?"

"Make sure to be clean!"

Mu Yichen, having walked two or three meters, turned around upon hearing that, interestedly reminding her.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but glare at him. Mu Yichen felt much better, just when he was about to continue walking, the little one at the staircase suddenly popped out: "Daddy, what do you mean by ’make sure to be clean’? Is it the peaches Grandma just bought?"

Mr. Mu was almost scared into a heart attack by his daughter, while Qin Mu, though startled, quickly composed herself from a distance, keen to see how Mr. Mu would explain to his daughter.

"Yes, it’s peaches, but they’re not the ones your Grandma bought! Let’s go! Daddy will take you downstairs to eat!"

Mu Yichen calmly answered his daughter’s question, then squatted down to pick her up, couldn’t help asking her: "What are you doing climbing up here by yourself?"

"Grandma said she didn’t know what you two were doing upstairs, so I wanted to help Grandma take a look!"

Huanhuan answered her father earnestly, with great patience, feeling like a considerate little sweetheart helping Grandma get the scoop.

"Oh? But eavesdropping is not a good behavior. Huanhuan, let’s try not to eavesdrop in the future, okay?"

"Okay!"

Huanhuan looked at her father with those big eyes, finding him pleasing no matter how she looked today.

Mu Yichen, seeing Huanhuan so well-behaved, kissed her on the cheek.

Huanhuan, surprised and delighted, quickly wrapped her arms around Daddy’s neck and planted a kiss on him too.

The father and daughter shared a moment full of love, making everyone in the living room feel like they were seeing things.

During dinner, Feng Fanghua asked Mu Yichen: "Are you dissatisfied with the clothes I bought for you? They’re all from your wife’s store, where are you unhappy?"

"Have you gotten into the habit of buying clothes for me since I was little? But now your son has a family of his own, can’t you pass that duty on to your daughter-in-law? Besides, she’s not only a professional fashion designer but also the person who knows your son best."

Mu Yichen thought and thought, and to prevent his mom from buying clothes for him in the future, he politely reasoned a few sentences with Ms. Feng.

Feng Fanghua was almost breathless with anger: "Are you saying my taste is poor? Over the years, your dad and grandpa have worn the clothes I bought, why have they never complained about my taste? And, if you ask around in Rongcheng, isn’t your mom one of the top fashionistas?"

"I’m not saying you’re not fashionable. I just want you to leave the duty of caring for me to your daughter-in-law, that’s all."

"Hey, Mu Yichen, do you know how over the line you are? How long has it been since I’ve bought you any clothes? Can’t I, as a mother, buy two pieces of clothing for my son? If you don’t like them, just let your dad wear them! I’m not eating!"

Feng Fanghua angrily put down her chopsticks.

Mu Zihao was beside her, patting her back, helping her calm down, while also holding her back from leaving the table.

But before that, the old man, Mu Zihao, Qin Mu, Huanhuan, and Chengcheng, all just stared at each other, no one dared to speak up, it’s really something when this mother and son get into an argument...