His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 2105: Chapter 599: President Mu Is So Deep and Steady (Third Update!)

Qiao Yi’s words were clearly meant in jest, feeling unreal, but...

Mu Yichen thought about last night and recalled the page she was reading, clearly seeing the Chinese characters, and the character names—obviously from a domestic romance novel, and a very melodramatic historical romance at that. He remembered her crying with swollen eyes and a hoarse throat, and his resentment towards the book grew even more.

"So, you’re upset because of this?"

Qiao Yi still couldn’t understand. This upset seemed unusually strange, right?

Wife chasing a novel, just that. Although she’s a bit older now, it’s not a big deal.

"What do you mean?"

Mu Yichen heard his tone as if it didn’t matter, his words suddenly becoming aggressive.

Qiao Yi backed away cautiously, leaning his body back, stretching out his hand and gesturing emphatically: "No, I don’t mean anything. I can’t interfere in what’s between you two. Check out the documents on the table first."

Qiao Yi thought, I better hurry to discuss business, don’t want trouble.

"Not looking!"

Mu Yichen coldly threw two words at him.

"Hey, hey, hey! You’re being too much now. Qin Mu made you unhappy, but you can’t neglect business, can you?"

"Are you saying what’s between Qin Mu and me isn’t imporant?"

Qiao Yi...

This...

Is he wrong no matter what he says?

Then better not say anything more!

Qiao Yi hurriedly shook his head: "I’ll come to find you again this afternoon! Please take some time to go through it, it’s quite urgent."

Continuously persuading him, then got up and hurriedly slipped away.

Mu Yichen’s dark eyes coldly watched Qiao Yi’s back, only retrieving that murderous look after he had left.

Yet he couldn’t help but feel annoyed again.

Qiao Yi’s manner clearly showed disdain for him making a fuss over nothing.

Was he truly making a fuss over nothing?

But can’t that woman at least say something nice to him?

At least lean into his embrace, or even just hold his hand.

At noon, he had lunch with Qiao Yi and Zhao Huai, looking tired, holding a glass of red wine, not touching the steak, both Zhao Huai and Qiao Yi somewhat doubting him. Last night he claimed to be steady and reliable; today he’s childish and laughably immature?

But dared not say.

"If you two have something to say, just say it!"

Mu Yichen coldly glanced at them, unable to stand their hesitant, sneaky looks.

"No, we have nothing to say!"

Qiao Yi hurriedly leaned back, feeling a chill in his throat, afraid that speaking out would get him strangled by Chen Ge.

"I also have nothing to say, hehe!"

Zhao Huai, too, was trembling. When Qin Mu argued with Mu Yichen, they really couldn’t provoke Mu Yichen, dare to confront him, they’d surely be excessively tormented by him.

Only Jing Feng, perhaps, could speak some honest words.

Mu Yichen said nothing, merely holding a wine glass, taking a sip, staring at Qiao Yi slicing the beef, unable to refrain from staring continuously.

Zhao Huai noticed Mu Yichen’s wicked gaze as if intending to silence them, under the table, his knee nudged Qiao Yi slightly, Qiao Yi instinctively turned his head towards Zhao Huai, then noticed Zhao Huai’s tense expression, and glanced at Mu Yichen, then fearfully and gently put down the knife and fork again.

"Yichen, just drinking wine isn’t good for your health. Did you have breakfast at home today? If you didn’t, you can’t just drink wine at noon."

Qiao Yi pretended to care about him.

"Hmph!"

Mu Yichen said nothing, yet his eyes unconsciously darted to his phone, someone had sent him a WeChat message, but because he was leaning back in his chair he couldn’t see, and after picking it up he disappointedly put it down again.

Not Mrs. Mu.

That woman is still sleeping now?

Of course, she spent the whole night chasing a novel, so tired! Of course she needs a deep sleep now.

Mu Yichen didn’t realize he was quite wicked, today every thought about Qin Mu carried a hint of death.

Mu Yichen suddenly impulsively thought, he should really go back now, disrupt that woman’s sweet dreams, make her unable to sleep, make her uncomfortable.

Why should she be sleeping while he suffers from her torment all morning.

Mu Yichen almost dejectedly put down the wine glass, then stood up: "I’m leaving!"

"Leaving? You going home?"

Qiao Yi was truly curious.

"Going home? Haven’t looked at the documents you sent up."

Mu Yichen coldly responded, lifting his leg and leaving.

Qiao Yi and Zhao Huai didn’t say much, after he left they moved his piece of steak to in front of them, each had a glass of red wine, and then shared his piece of medium-rare steak.

"Really, when will he grow up? Mature? Steady? A sense of security? Qin Mu must be foolish, right? Otherwise, why would she think these qualities are evident in him?"

After eating for a while, Qiao Yi’s stomach finally felt comfortable, couldn’t help but complain.

"Hey! Maybe Qin Mu never said those things, it was all our Chen Ge’s imagination."

Zhao Huai said.

"What are you two talking about?"

Suddenly a familiar yet piercing voice came from behind, frightening both of them, not daring to move with a piece of steak in their mouths.

"Chen Ge, why did you come back again?"

Zhao Huai hastily swallowed that piece of steak, asking him.

"If I hadn’t come back, how could I know you understand me so well?"

Mu Yichen coldly glanced at the two of them, looking at his phone first then at his plate of steak, snorting coldly, then leaving.

This time he genuinely left, yet Zhao Huai and Qiao Yi felt themselves nearly poisoned.

Chen Ge’s words, are truly poisonous!

How could he, such a steady person, forget his phone here? Boo hoo!

Zhao Huai wanted to cry, but dared not, feeling if he cried he’d surely die of poisoning.

Qiao Yi too felt the same, thinking Mu Yichen having an unhappy day, none of them could be happy either. So on the way back, he sent Qin Mu a WeChat message.

"Mrs. Mu, please quickly reconcile with Mu Zong, make him happy, otherwise we’ll all be doomed!"

"Mrs. Mu, we’ve all known each other for some time, surely you can’t bear to watch us be tormented to death by him?"

"Mrs. Mu?"

"Mrs. Mu?"

"Qin Mu!"

"Damn! Why aren’t you responding to WeChat? Dead?"

Qiao Yi was angry, sending so many messages, Qin Mu hadn’t replied to any.

Actually, when Qin Mu woke up it was already three in the afternoon, if she hadn’t seen Qiao Yi’s WeChat, she’d have continued sleeping, but upon seeing those dense words, she opened to take a look, but knowing what it was about, she didn’t finish reading and continued sleeping again, her whole body lacking energy, her eyes unable to stay open.

If she knew it’d be so exhausting, she wouldn’t have read it!

Qin Mu regretted this in her heart, not even half a minute later, she was back to sleeping soundly.

In the afternoon, around five o’clock, before the elders returned, Qin Mu took a shower, finally felt a bit refreshed, and went downstairs.

Because her throat felt uncomfortable, she asked the auntie to prepare some iced pear syrup for her, quietly drinking it in the dining room alone.

"Young Mistress, the young master left early in the morning, afraid we’d disturb your rest, so he didn’t let us wake you for breakfast, would you like to eat something now?"

The aunt kindly inquired.

Qin Mu shook her head, picking up a spoon while smiling: "Just drinking this is enough."

Staying up all night is truly not to be underestimated!

Qin Mu thought about being tormented by Mu Yichen mostly at midnight, yet never felt this terrible the next day, as if she’d been skinned alive, truly odd.

Seeing her happily drinking, the aunt served her another bowl, Qin Mu thanked her, happily drank again, her throat feeling a bit more comfortable.

"The young master is back!"

"Hmm! Has the young mistress woken up?"

"Awake, she’s in the dining room drinking syrup now!"

"Cough, cough!"

Qin Mu drinking happily, suddenly hearing him talking to the aunt, the syrup about to enter her throat immediately caused her to choke and cough.

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