His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 308 - 103 Compensation requested by President Mu (4) available today_1

Chapter 308: 103 Compensation requested by President Mu (4) available today_1

"First, was it you who instigated Yichen to move out? Second, do you dare to swear that you truly love that boy?"

Feng Fanghua was really angry, she looked at her coldly and pressed for an answer!

Seeing his wife’s aggressive stance, Mu Zihao was a bit worried beside her. It was indeed a bit too much.

Qin Mu was also momentarily disappointed, but then she lightly parted her lips and said, "For the first matter, I can swear to you, I absolutely did not instigate him! As for the second, my love for him doesn’t require a vow!"

She never wanted to admit to anyone that she loved Mu Yichen, but if she must admit it, it wasn’t impossible.

But really, there’s no need for a vow!

When it comes to matters of the heart, what’s true and what’s false, I know it best myself.

If it’s true, no vow is needed; if it’s fake, what’s the use of a vow?

Later on, Qin Mu also noticed that Feng Fanghua’s breathing was a bit unstable, but she seemed not as angry as she was at the beginning. After nodding a greeting, she left.

Mu Zihao didn’t speak again from beginning to end, just raising his eyes to look at his wife after Qin Mu left.

Feng Fanghua was still angry, even though she was sitting on the sofa, she still looked listless.

Qin Mu had wanted to have breakfast and then take Huanhuan to the studio, but to her surprise, after the three of them finished breakfast outside, Mu Yichen instructed her to go to the studio by herself and personally took Huanhuan away.

Qin Mu didn’t know what had gotten into Mu Yichen all of a sudden, of course, it wasn’t a bad thing.

She hoped their father-daughter relationship would be the best it could be. After driving to the studio, Yang Qianxi was already there waiting for her: Miss Qin!

"Are you adapting well recently?"

Qin Mu asked as she continued walking inside.

"Hmm!"

Yang Qianxi answered, her steps turning into a small hurried trot as she followed behind her.

Qin Mu walked fast naturally, and when deep in thought, she would unconsciously walk even faster, not noticing the pressure she was putting on Yang Qianxi at all.

"I drew a few designs, can you take a look when you have time?"

Yang Qianxi asked carefully from behind her.

"Yes!"

Qin Mu agreed, and continued to ascend to the second floor. Yang Qianxi, excited, missed a step and nearly fell, but Qin Mu immediately stopped and turned to her, saying: "Be careful."

"Yes!"

Yang Qianxi answered, following her into the office to report on her work. It seemed like the colleagues had gotten used to Yang Qianxi during this period, and didn’t bother her much anymore.

"As long as Miss Wen needs me, I will go over, but she doesn’t seem to like me very much."

"Then make an effort to get her to like you."

As Qin Mu sat down and saw the pile of documents on her desk, she lowered her head again. She had clearly come to the studio these past few days but hadn’t seen many things, highly suspecting that there had been a call from Paris.

It must have been Jian Yan, worried that she’d be too tired, so he had them postpone the tasks, especially since she had just come out of the hospital yesterday.

Yang Qianxi, not knowing what she was thinking, felt her words were a bit harsh, but remembering what she herself had done to Qin Mu, she could only nod her head: "Oh!"

"Perhaps you think I’m heartless, but that’s just how the world works, survival of the fittest. Everyone is working hard, and we must work hard too. If you want to be recognized, you must work even harder, give even more, understand?"

Yang Qianxi was startled, subconsciously looking up at Qin Mu, whose eyes were cold and profound. She subconsciously nodded her head harder: "I understand!"

Later, when Qin Mu started working, she went out. After finishing work at noon, Qin Mu was going to have lunch when Qin Mingzhu came running over.

Qin Mingzhu, when she arrived at the studio door, just happened to see a few people walking away in the distance. She glanced at them inadvertently and saw Yang Qianxi among them, frowning unconsciously. She looked through the glass door and saw Qin Mu coming down from the second floor and pushed the door to go in.

"Qin Mu, have you gone mad? You dare to employ that plagiarist?"

As Qin Mu walked, she looked up when she heard the voice, and, unable to help it, chuckled softly before stopping and looking earnestly at Qin Mingzhu, "How do you know she’s a plagiarist?"

Qin Mingzhu’s face changed instantly, her eyes darting about uncertainly, and after a long time, she didn’t speak clearly or confidently.

Just then, Yang Qianxi came back to retrieve her forgotten phone and, about to enter the door, heard the two women talking inside, so angry she felt her lungs might explode.

"Qin Mingzhu, don’t forget who got me sent back from France."

With anger, Yang Qianxi pushed the door open, walked towards Qin Mingzhu, and reminded her with a wild look on her face.

After hearing her voice, Qin Mingzhu turned to look at her and sneered, "Ha, you actually dare to show your face? What’s there to be proud of, a plagiarist? Do you know you’re committing a crime?"