His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 324 - 105 Compensation Required by President Mu (6) Begging for Mercy_5

Chapter 324: 105 Compensation Required by President Mu (6) Begging for Mercy_5

If it weren’t for Huanhuan, her temperament wouldn’t have changed so much, and he wouldn’t have been able to catch her by the tail.

Yeah!

It was because of Huanhuan that he got to have her.

"Daddy?"

Suddenly, the little girl who had been asleep by his side opened her eyes and called out softly.

The two adults immediately became alert, and Mu Yichen quickly rolled out of bed, then looked at his daughter with a silly smile: Good morning, baby!

"Daddy, good morning!"

Huanhuan climbed up and sat, looking at her beloved daddy somewhat perplexedly.

"I’m going to find my phone!"

Mu Yichen felt awkward under his daughter’s gaze. Even though the girl hadn’t asked anything, he escaped after getting off the bed and grabbing his robe.

Qin Mu still lay there, quite at ease.

She lifted her hand to gently touch her daughter’s back, her eyes curving into crescents as she laughed to herself, thinking girl, you really did wake up at the right moment.

Upstairs they had clothes for the two of them but not for Huanhuan, so they both changed into new clothes while Huanhuan didn’t. However, Huanhuan wasn’t fussy at the moment. Qin Mu added a scarf to her clothes, and she immediately fancied herself as a happy little fairy.

The restaurant was a bit lively in the morning, as several colleagues from the studio had stayed overnight. Seeing Director Mu and Qin Mu carrying their child in from outside gave them pause, hardly daring to swallow the food that had reached their mouths.

They had no idea how much of a fool they had made of themselves last night, nor how much they had plied Director Mu with drink, or how many things they had said that they shouldn’t have.

Director Mu was, however, very polite. After he arrived, he greeted everyone with formalities: Good morning, everyone!

Everyone smiled and nodded at him, but afterward, no one dared to look at him anymore.

The family of three sat at a table alone, eating their meal. From time to time, Huanhuan would glance over at the nearby table, her eyes seeming to say: They’re all familiar people, why aren’t we sitting together?

Completely forgetting the morning scene of finding her parents together in bed, the little girl had no idea how intimidating her father could be.

"Young Master, Young Mistress, the Madam has sent me to take the little Miss to her early education class."

A modestly yet neatly dressed servant of the Mu Family came out from a car outside the hotel. They approached them as they were finishing breakfast, getting ready to go to work, and spoke to them.

Qin Mu and Mu Yichen glanced at the car parked nearby. Although the windows were closed and they couldn’t see inside, they both had the feeling that Feng Fanghua was there.

The couple’s relationship with the old folks these past few days...

Had been less than satisfactory. Mu Yichen, still preoccupied with Qin Mu’s affairs, handed Huanhuan over to the auntie: Take good care of her. I’ll come to pick her up at the old house at six in the afternoon.

"Yes!"

The auntie agreed and walked away with Huanhuan.

"Bye, Mommy, bye Daddy!"

The little one had just seen her grandmother get out of the car and was so happy to say goodbye to Qin Mu and Mu Yichen before going to find her grandmother.

And sure enough, the car door opened, and Feng Fanghua happily took Huanhuan in and sat together in the back, while the auntie moved to sit in the front passenger seat.

Feng Fanghua was wearing a cheongsam made for her by Qin Mu today, matched with an embroidered shawl. Although she was sitting in the car, one could tell from afar that she was no ordinary lady.

The two of them watched as the car drove away. Qin Mu intended to drive her car to the studio but she didn’t expect Mu Yichen’s car to be driven over.

"Get in!"

Mu Yichen opened the passenger door and called to her.

Qin Mu glanced at him: No need, right? My car is here too.

"Your car has already been taken by your colleagues. Get in!"

He commanded in a detached tone. Seeing that she didn’t move, he directly pulled her into the car.

Qin Mu, resigned to the situation, knew that if she dared to defy him, he would dare to be rough.

So, she obediently sat there in silence.

Only later when she realized they weren’t heading to the studio did she turn to look at him again: Where are we going?

"Going home!"

"But I have to work!"

Qin Mu protested, a bit angrily.

"Are you sure you want to go to the studio?"

While driving, Mu Yichen turned to look at her. At that glance, Qin Mu turned pale with the realization.

"Mu Yichen, you..."

"What?"

Qin Mu twisted her head to look out the window, unable to speak those words.

Yet after she turned away in anger, Mu Yichen couldn’t help but let out a faint smile.

The car headed towards their apartment.

These past few days, Mr. Mu had not eaten his fill, so in broad daylight, was he thinking of indulging?

The more Qin Mu thought about it, the more nervous she became. Upon reaching the parking lot, she pushed the door open somewhat angrily and heard the sound of his car door opening. Her eyes flickered, contemplating an immediate escape.

But she had only run to the rear of the car when Mu Yichen blocked her path.

His dark eyes bore into the depths of hers, and in an instant, Qin Mu regretted her impulse.

The more she wanted to keep her distance from him at times like this, the more he insisted on being with her in public.

A young couple, embracing each other, walked out of a car towards them, just as Mu Yichen was hoisting Qin Mu onto his shoulder.

Dizzy from being carried, Qin Mu looked up to see the astonished couple stop in their tracks and stare at her, and she quickly buried her face in his back, utterly embarrassed.

She thought to herself, Mu Yichen, when we get home, I will settle the score with you.

"Oh my God!"

The lady, clinging to her husband’s arm, could hardly bear the sight before her.

"It seems that woman must have tried to run away from home and got caught by her husband. If you ever dare to do that, I’ll catch you just the same," the lady’s husband said in a low, lecherous voice.

"You’re so annoying!"

The lady looked up at her husband and smacked his shoulder forcefully, then continued walking forward, coyly wrapping his arm.

Qin Mu heard every word and thought she definitely must become a man in her next life. Let Mu Yichen be the woman and see how she publicly humiliates him.

Until they entered the elevator, Qin Mu was still afraid, thinking what if those two wanted to take the elevator with them?

Fortunately, Mu Yichen didn’t give anyone that opportunity.

After he shut the elevator doors, they could hear the couple outside cursing something.

"What were those two people saying just now? You’re a runaway wife?"

Qin Mu...

Suddenly remembering how sensitive the topic of fleeing home was, she wondered if he had been provoked by what they said?

Qin Mu immediately lifted her gaze to meet his fierce eyes, "They were guessing wildly. Haven’t I been with you all along?"

"If you ever dare to entertain that thought, I’ll break your legs," he replied.

Qin Mu...

He lifted her chin, forcing her to look straight into his face, his tyrannical eyes and tone making Qin Mu both tense and angry.

"Mu Yichen, you..."

"What about me?"

"Don’t go crazy!"

She was almost tormented to death by him, faltering for a long time before finally getting the words out.

"Crazy? In your eyes, am I just losing my temper?"

"Isn’t that what it is?"

His hand clenched into a fist and forcefully knocked against the elevator wall near her ear, making Qin Mu flinch.

"Why am I losing my temper? Isn’t it because I’m worried about you?" he said, word for word, clearly.

Qin Mu looked at him in shock, hardly able to believe that his temper was born of concern for her.

But shouldn’t there be a limit?

Qin Mu stuttered without finishing her thought. As soon as the elevator opened, he immediately lifted her up.

The feeling was so strange, Qin Mu cursed worriedly, "Mu Yichen, you bastard."

"Curse a few more times."

Listen, listen, what sort of things are being said?