His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 325 - 106 Compensation Required by President Mu (7)_1

Chapter 325: 106 Compensation Required by President Mu (7)_1

"Even if you are angry because mama scolded me a few times, you can’t keep tormenting me like this, can you? I’m almost tortured to death!"

Qin Mu muttered.

"Mrs. Mu, are you using the trick of suffering to gain sympathy?"

Mu Yichen’s hoarse voice asked her, looking at her eyes with nothing but helplessness and distress.

"Who said that? I’m clearly using my charms!"

Qin Mu retorted, her long lashes lifting gradually, her sparkling eyes slowly fixed on the man before her, wishing for everything to calm down.

Mu Yichen chuckled, his gaze still sharp as ever, making Qin Mu’s heart tighten.

"So charm doesn’t work?"

Her voice was so low she could barely hear it herself.

The man holding her let out a wicked laugh: It works.

——

"So, have you admitted your mistake?"

After taking another drag of his cigarette, he pinched the cigarette between two fingers and squinted at the smoke, then glanced coolly at her.

What mistake should she admit?

Latter, he quickly prepared two bowls of beef noodles in the kitchen, and since she seemed too deep in sleep to wake up, he had to go upstairs to find her—sure enough, she was sleeping like a dead pig.

Mrs. Mu helplessly shook his head, walked over, and gently tapped her cheek with his bony hand: "Hey! Mrs. Mu, it’s time to get up for lunch!"

"Mm..."

Qin Mu groaned uncomfortably but showed no signs of waking up. However, her stomach rumbled at that moment. Seeing that he couldn’t wake her, Mu Yichen had no choice but search the wardrobe for a reasonably warm pajama, pulled her up, and slipped it over her head.

"Arm!"

He held the sleeve with one hand and guided her hand into it with the other, taking care of her as if she were Huanhuan.

Qin Mu was carried to the dining room, and it wasn’t until she smelled the aroma of the beef noodles that she finally opened her eyes groggily.

Mu Yichen was still standing by her side for her to lean on. As soon as Qin Mu saw the beef noodles, her stomach churned unpleasantly. Feeling herself leaning against a warm wall, she turned her head to look, then followed the line of the wall upward.

Oh, it’s her dear husband.

Mu Yichen’s gaze seemed a bit troubled: "Can we have lunch now?"

Qin Mu mechanically nodded her head.

Mu Yichen sat down next to her; the noodles were a bit sticky by now, but there was no choice but to eat them anyway.

He could have never imagined that of all the meals he had cooked for her, she would eat this one the fastest.

In the afternoon, she had no energy to go to work and slept until it was dark.

Later, when she couldn’t wake up, Mu Yichen drove alone to Mu Mansion to bring Huanhuan home.

Feng Fanghua had taken Mu Zihao and the child home to rest a long time ago. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, lunch was being prepared. Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao were sitting on the carpet by the windowsill, reading and telling stories with Huanhuan. Feng Fanghua was still thinking, hoping that no one would come to pick up the child tonight.

Feng Fanghua now wished that these two people would be so enamored with each other that they’d forget they had a daughter at all.

But what was the reality?

The reality was that just as she was feeling fortunate, she suddenly heard the butler at the door announce: "Young master is here!"

"Hmm! Where’s mom?"

"The lady is with the little miss!"

Mu Yichen, holding the car keys, entered the house and his sharp gaze quickly noticed the three people sitting on the carpet by the windowsill the next moment, taking a deep breath.

He wasn’t clueless; Feng Fanghua was genuinely good to the child. If only Feng Fanghua could be more tolerant of Qin Mu, he thought, they probably wouldn’t have to live apart so soon.

However, he didn’t regret living separately because having their small home with just the three of them felt more real to him.

At least, he was willing to do whatever with her and didn’t have to suppress his temper.

Qin Mu had no idea what was going on in his mind; it was his own little strategy.

Of course, one crucial reason he moved out was that Feng Fanghua didn’t respect his wife enough.

No matter the reason, the moment Qin Mu’s mood got affected by Feng Fanghua, Mu Yichen was already angry.

Even though Qin Mu never mentioned a word of it.

Feng Fanghua looked up at her son with equally icy eyes: "Didn’t you say six o’clock? It’s almost seven and you’re just coming to pick her up."

"Got a call on the way!"

Mu Yichen replied indifferently, his gaze staying on the face of his beloved daughter.

"Daddy!"

Upon seeing him, Huanhuan immediately grabbed her book and crawled up to run towards him. Despite the coolness of his trouser leg, she clung to him without letting go.

Mu Yichen gently placed his hand on her forehead, rubbed it a bit, then bent down to scoop her up from the ground into his arms: "Shall we go home now?"

"Yes!"

Little Huanhuan nodded obediently, seemingly eager to return to their new home.

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