His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 346 - 109 Compensation Required by President Mu (10)_3

Chapter 346: 109 Compensation Required by President Mu (10)_3

Qin Mu actually felt very guilty at this time. Although she had said those words to Jing Feng, she knew in her heart that this matter was not completely unrelated to her.

"With her personality, we could never be on the same page. As long as I don’t stand with her, our rupture is inevitable sooner or later. It’s just that you are the one who hastened this rupture between us, but even without you, there would be someone else to push today’s events forward," she said.

Helian Hao took her hand and said, lowering her head when she felt that the side of Qin Mu’s finger joints was hard.

"Have you been drawing a lot lately?"

Helian Hao asked with concern.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but embrace her; Helian Hao was still worried about her even after suffering a miscarriage.

"Xiaohao, get well soon, and then let’s try to get pregnant together, alright?"

Qin Mu said wholeheartedly.

Helian Hao laughed helplessly, "Mm!"

The miscarriage was a big blow to Helian Hao, but it wasn’t enough to drive her to madness.

She suddenly felt that perhaps it just wasn’t the right time for this child after all.

Even though she had been so upset that she trembled, by now she had already calmed down.

Actually, Helian Hao wasn’t in a hurry to get pregnant again; she just didn’t want Qin Mu to worry too much.

Qin Mu and Jing Feng accompanied her as she was discharged from the hospital. Helian Hao didn’t ask about Jing Qing again. As soon as Jing Feng placed her on the bed, she told Qin Mu, "Go back early. You also have things to be busy with. I’m fine now."

"Okay, contact me anytime if there’s anything," Qin Mu said in a low voice as she glanced at Jing Feng, who had just steadied himself.

"Mm!"

Helian Hao smiled and agreed, and Qin Mu turned her head to leave, but at the bedroom doorway, she suddenly looked back at the woman on the bed, still seeming lost: "Xiaohao, remember, you’re more important to me than anything. Contact me the moment anything comes up, or else I’ll be very sad."

"I know!"

Helian Hao was startled by her sudden formality but then understood her intention and nodded in agreement.

Qin Mu didn’t look back this time, but once she was outside, the cold wind hit her, making her feel as if her heart was pierced by a thorn.

And a very thick thorn at that.

The next morning, the Weibo topic was about Jing Qing smoking.

Jing Qing was having breakfast at home with the family patriarch, her parents, all while constantly checking her phone, her hand shaking more and more. Then, at a sudden outburst, she slammed her phone on the table: "Damn it!"

The loud exclamation startled the patriarch, and Jing Qing stood up and walked away without a second word.

"Stop her!"

Jing Xianzong immediately ordered the two maids standing nearby.

"Miss!"

The maids were always afraid of Jing Qing, but they knew who was the head of the household and had to follow orders.

"Can’t I even go upstairs? Can’t I make a phone call?"

Jing Qing turned to face the three elders at the dining table, on the verge of crying, her voice trembling.

"You left your phone behind!"

Jing Xianzong glanced at her phone left on the dining table.

Jing Qing immediately turned back to get her phone and then reluctantly went upstairs.

The patriarch frowned unconsciously, "What exactly is going on? Is there some dirty news on the internet again? Go and check."

Once the patriarch spoke, the maids immediately went to check the news on their phones.

They eventually found the sensitive topic on Weibo.

The patriarch’s face turned pale upon hearing, "Outrageous!"

"Except for our own family, nobody else should know about this, right?"

Jing Qing’s mother asked.

"How could that be? There’s also the person who gave her those dirty things," Jing Xianzong said immediately, his gaze sharp.

The Jing Family patriarch was so angry that he slammed the table: "Find this person for me, I will not let her go."

Jing Xianzong and Jing Qing’s mother exchanged worried glances, concerned about the patriarch’s methods and also worried about their daughter’s scandal being exposed.

After all, it concerned Jing Qing’s future career development, and since she was not married yet, if the rumor turned out to be true, which family would still want to marry their daughter?

After going upstairs, Jing Qing called her agent; the agent’s phone had been ringing off the hook since early morning, all from gossip magazines asking if the cigarettes Jing Qing smoked were problematic. He had been explaining to each of them until he was parched, and now with Jing Qing calling to hold him accountable, he felt like cursing but had to endure since he couldn’t afford to offend Jing Qing’s family background.