His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 2241: Chapter 652: One Year Later (29) How Is the Battle? (4)

"I’m not avoiding!"

Mu Yichen found her amusing, but Qin Mu immediately retorted.

The word "avoiding" really hit hard.

"You know clearly in your heart if you’re avoiding it!"

But how did the conversation turn into a fight?

"Before the divorce, stay here!"

After a while, she dared not oppose him anymore, and he gradually calmed down, saying it to her again.

In the evening, Mu Yichen cooked, and they ate together, with the sound of chopsticks clinking against the dishes in the silence.

Occasionally, Mu Yichen glanced up to find that her appetite seemed to have improved since she first arrived.

Qin Mu didn’t know why, but little by little, gradually, she seemed to taste the flavors.

Later she realized that she had been tasteless for a while.

After dinner, she sat on the living room sofa, holding a laptop and having a video conference with someone in Paris.

When Mu Yichen appeared in her video with a glass of red wine, her eyes widened a bit, but she quickly pretended to be accustomed.

Mu Yichen watched her pretend to be calm and then sat down beside her.

Qin Mu relaxed a little when he was finally out of the frame; the colleagues in the workshop who saw his gaze reacted as if they had eaten something bad.

Well, they hadn’t visited Paris together many times, yet somehow, everyone seemed familiar with him.

Perhaps just a silhouette, and they could tell if it was President Mu?

The meeting ended past nine, Qin Mu glanced at her watch, then turned to look at the man holding the wine glass yet hardly drinking: "Do you want to call your parents?"

She asked sincerely.

Mu Yichen, however, looked at her without cooperating: "You call them!"

Qin Mu...

"Mom won’t say anything to them, I’ve reminded her, she won’t say inappropriate things in front of the kids."

Mu Yichen explained again.

Qin Mu felt a bit annoyed at heart, closed her laptop, placed it aside, and got up: "Then I’m going to freshen up!"

"Aren’t you worried I might barge in?"

Mu Yichen looked at her, half-jokingly asking.

"What should I be worried about? It’s not like you haven’t done it before!"

Qin Mu thought, if you really want to come in, wouldn’t that wooden door be easily kicked open by you?

Mu Yichen laughed!

With Huanhuan not around, she directly freshened up in Huanhuan’s room, then laid on Huanhuan’s bed to sleep.

She heard he had moved out with the kids after a fallout with the family’s old residence, but just after she returned, they reconciled?

Qin Mu suddenly thought of Feng Fanghua, thought of Feng Fanghua’s instructions, and then bounced up from the bed.

Mu Yichen was downstairs the whole time, and after Qin Mu went out, she placed her hands on the safety railing and looked downstairs: "President Mu!"

Mu Yichen slightly raised his eyes.

"Mrs. Feng wants me to tell you, she hopes you return home for the New Year."

"Come down and say it!"

Mu Yichen instructed her with a frown, watching her stand upstairs in that submissive manner wearing a dark robe, he was also calm.

Qin Mu then went downstairs, walked to the sofa: "I said your mom wants you to go home for the New Year."

Mu Yichen looked up at her with an indifferent gaze in his eyes.

"Go back for the New Year? What did she say? Tell me in detail!"

Mu Yichen pondered her words, asked softly, his hand already raised, holding hers.

Qin Mu felt her fingers being painfully pinched by him, couldn’t help but frown, wanted to withdraw, but he suddenly exerted force, pulling her into his arms.

Qin Mu’s heart was racing, sitting in his arms, almost unable to control herself, her whole body stiffened intensely, instinctively wanting to jump away but was firmly held in his embrace.

"Why do you always listen to her?"

Mu Yichen’s one hand wrapped around her, while the other already reached her beautiful face, lingering gently on that warm skin.

He had long wanted to do this; just seeing her looking down at him from upstairs, he didn’t want to hold back anymore.

She didn’t know her calves were actually beautiful, beautiful enough to evoke desire in men with a glance.

Now in his arms, her chest rising and falling, so close he could reach, how could he bear it?

Her breathing became difficult, watching Mu Yichen’s eyes fixated on her chest, finally remembering to lift her hand to cover her chest, speaking with difficulty: "You, what are you looking at?"

"I’ve looked for so many years, and you care about this glance?"

Mu Yichen chuckled lightly, his voice lowered.

In this not very large, yet enough for their tussle, apartment, at this moment, their voices, their movements, were so distinct.

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