His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 234: Will you get tired of it_2

Chapter 234: Will you get tired of it_2

Qin Haiming, upon hearing that his wife had been hospitalized, promptly called Qin Mu. It was only then that Qin Mu had gone to the bedroom to sleep, but when she picked up the phone and heard the voice she disliked, her subconscious reflex was to hang up.

"Mumu, don’t hang up, Daddy has something to tell you," he said.

If it had been before she turned eight, those words would have been truly heartwarming.

He spoke as if trying to comfort her. She used to love how tenderly her father would counsel her when she was a child. His smile was always warm, and his eyes always radiated strength and gentleness.

She didn’t know why she could still remember those times. Was it because such happy memories were so rare?

She was about to hang up the phone but brought it back to her ear. Standing silently in front of the desk in the vast room, she listened to the voice on the other end.

"I heard from your aunt that she went to see you about a dress. She said you were upset because she’s an elder," his voice still had warmth, as if he was gauging, searching for the right amount of force to use.

Qin Mu just listened silently.

"Mumu, I truly hope our family can get along well. Even if we can’t, couldn’t we at least interact like relatives? I’ve met Huanhuan—by chance—and I really like that granddaughter of mine. Your aunt also says Huanhuan resembles me somewhat."

"You’ve said so much. What exactly are you trying to express?"

Qin Mu couldn’t take it anymore. Why suddenly bring up her daughter?

"Daddy just really misses you. He wants to make amends, be good to your daughter, have your aunt be good to you, and your sister, Mingzhu, she’s hot-headed but not malicious by nature."

"Not malicious by nature? Have you forgotten who almost got me assaulted in the mall restroom that time? Have you forgotten who hurt me repeatedly, slandered me?"

Qin Mu snorted coldly and after saying these things to the phone, she finally didn’t want to hear another word from him and hung up.

Then, silence.

In the quiet, she could hear the pain in her own heartbeat.

After Qin Haiming hung up, he sighed helplessly, then dialed another number: "How is your mother’s condition now?"

"It’s very bad, Dad. After such a big incident, are you going to do something about it or not? I saw with my own eyes that little bitch Qin Mu pushing my mother. My mom is so old; wasn’t that far too much?"

"You’re saying your mom was pushed down by Mumu?" Qin Haiming hadn’t listened carefully earlier and was shocked now.

"Don’t you know how your treasured daughter behaves? She looks down on everyone in our family now. The nicer we are to her, the more she thinks we owe her. Mom just said a few words like ’your father hopes our family can get along,’ and she got angry. I called her ’sister,’ and she splashed water all over me. My clothes are still wet, you can come see for yourself."

"I have another meeting soon, Mingzhu, you stay at the hospital and take good care of mom. We can talk about the rest tomorrow."

Qin Haiming felt a bit gloomy after hanging up this time, his eyes hazy.

Qin Mu had a fiery temper; he would believe she could do something excessive, but he always thought he owed her, hoping it would just blow over.

Later, because he had a meeting, he decided to talk to Qin Mu later on. After all, hitting an elder was a serious disrespect.

But Qin Mu had no idea about his plans. Shortly after their conversation, she returned to her office to work.

The clothing factory had already started operating. In fact, she no longer needed to make clothes by hand, but she still wished to personally finish working on Wen Runuan’s dress.

Before the factory began, they hired many famous masters, so she was quite confident in its operations. Moreover, with the year-end show upcoming, she had no time to make clothes for others personally.

In the afternoon, Mu Yichen texted her: "Miss me?"

Qin Mu glanced at their phone and smiled unconsciously. She didn’t plan to reply, but then she thought of yesterday when she had set down her scissors to send him a message: "Miss you so much I can hardly remember."

Mu Yichen had just finished a meeting and was sitting in the conference room smiling at the message on his phone.

Qiao Yi was sitting in a chair diagonally across from him and seeing his previously stern face light up, he guessed it must be a message from Qin Mu.

No matter what, whenever he faced any troublesome matters, it seemed even the unintentional words from that woman could cheer him up.

Perhaps this is what others would call fate?

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