His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 393: Miss 116 is together with the son-in-law?_3

Chapter 393: Miss 116 is together with the son-in-law?_3

After a good while, Zhang Rujia personally brought over some freshly brewed tea, and with a cheerful smile said, "This was brought by the Secretary-General from the capital a few days ago for your father, he said he was saving it, and I thought he just didn’t want to drink it, but it turns out he was waiting for you two."

Qin Haiming listened and gave a faint smile, "I really was saving it for the two of them. Yichen has tasted all sorts of fine teas out there, and besides, they say a son-in-law is half a son, I can’t serve him anything less than the best, can I?"

Qin Mu struggled to suppress a laugh upon hearing the phrase "a son-in-law is half a son," but just stared at him with her jet-black eyes.

Qin Haiming sure knew how to reap the benefits, just like that he got himself a good son-in-law, without even asking if his daughter agreed to it.

But Qin Mu didn’t care about these matters anymore. What mattered to her was the destruction of her mother’s tombstone. Even Mu Yichen, who learned of it later, had already uncovered some information. If Qin Haiming hadn’t investigated, or if he had and was hiding it...

With sharp eyes, Qin Mu glanced at Zhang Rujia sitting next to Qin Haiming, then turned to Qin Haiming and asked softly, "I want to talk about my mother’s tombstone."

Qin Haiming had just been chatting happily and was about to take a sip of tea when his beloved daughter brought up this matter.

Qin Haiming looked up at her and then said with a smile, "Can we talk about that later?"

After saying this, he was about to drink his tea, and Qin Mu just quietly watched him finish that sip.

Zhang Rujia’s gaze lingered on the faces of the father and daughter, actually hoping in her heart that they would have a big fight right now, which would undoubtedly be the most delightful thing for her this New Year.

"This has been going on for three days, and you promised to give me an explanation. Surely you’re not going to tell me that my mother’s shattered tombstone is still lying there like a corpse, unattended, and you haven’t even sent someone to investigate who destroyed it?"

After he finished the tea, Qin Mu brought up the issue again. She felt that she didn’t need to be too composed when raising this subject, nor did she feel the need to consider how he might feel about it.

If he was full of regret and sorrow, apologies and shame, if he blamed himself so much, what was there for her to consider about how happy he would be?

However, as she articulated her sharp words, the man sitting across from her, holding a teacup, inevitably looked a bit uncomfortable.

Qin Haiming slowly put down the teacup.

"These past few days every department has been on holiday, how do you expect them to investigate? As for your mother’s tombstone, it has been taken away."

"Taken away where?"

Qin Mu asked.

"The tombstone is already broken in half, if we don’t throw it away, where else can we take it?"

Qin Haiming, seeing Qin Mu’s relentless manner, also became irritated and questioned.

Qin Mu abruptly stood up from the couch, looking at him with extreme grief and indignation, her eyes brimming with hot tears as she glared at him.

"You threw away my mother’s tombstone? Even if that tombstone broke and fell apart, it still bore my mother’s portrait, it had..."

Qin Mu looked incredulously at the man sitting on the couch, he so casually uttered those words about throwing away the tombstone.

Was it that he had no feelings for that tombstone, or no feelings for the person whose name was inscribed on it?

At that moment, Qin Mu deeply felt whether his actions were insincere or genuine.

Mu Yichen frowned slightly, at that moment patiently watching Qin Mu’s tears fall one by one, watching her loudly question Qin Haiming, and then turned his gaze towards Qin Haiming.

"Mumu, that gravestone is no longer usable. What else can be done with it if not discarded?"

Qin Haiming called her name, trying to inquire while suppressing his temper because he saw Mu Yichen glaring at him. Taking a deep breath, he looked seriously at his daughter again.

"You had it thrown away; now go and have it brought back from wherever that was. Additionally, if you’re not going to deal with this matter, I will handle it myself. When that time comes, don’t blame me for turning my back on you."

Qin Mu glared down at the man on the sofa with hatred. She thought this should be the best outcome.

She was about to leave when Qin Haiming could no longer consider Mu Yichen. After all, his authority as both a father and a mayor had been ignored; he stood up from the sofa: "You stop right there!"

Qin Mu straightened her back, turning her icy gaze toward him.

"Mumu, I’m more heartbroken than anyone about your mother’s gravestone being destroyed, but broken is broken. We can erect a new, better one for her. You need to calm down, alright?"

Qin Haiming was still trying to control his temper, his eyes filled with patience.

"Erect a new, better one? Is that how it is?"

Qin Mu suddenly let out a cold laugh, looking mockingly at the woman sitting next to him.

Zhang Rujia, pointed at without reason, was taken aback and unconsciously looked a bit unwell.

Qin Mu swallowed hard, nodding her head: "I should never have had any illusions about you. Talk of guilt? Apologies? In your cozy new family, what are my deceased mother and I? Just memories to indulge in after a full meal. Remorse? If you had truly felt any, you wouldn’t have brushed me off like this."

After saying this, Qin Mu turned and left.

Qin Haiming suddenly felt a pang of pain in his heart.

"Stop her..."

Qin Haiming, clutching his chest, spoke to the auntie at the door, who stood there, hesitant to intervene.

Because Qin Mu’s gaze was terrifying, her frosty aura forbidding anyone to come close.

"According to traffic surveillance footage, a red sports car was seen near the cemetery early in the morning around five o’clock the day before the gravestone was destroyed. The flashy car belongs to a male classmate of Qin Mingzhu."

At that moment, Mu Yichen stood up gracefully, hands casually tucked into his pockets, his dark eyes carrying an imposing presence as he looked at the man diagonally across from him and recounted what he had found out.

The living room suddenly fell silent.

Qin Haiming frowned at Mu Yichen, while Zhang Rujia’s complexion turned as white as paper.

"That’s impossible. Even if it was her classmate’s car, that doesn’t prove she was in it at the time, right? What’s more, what if her classmate was just passing by?"

Zhang Rujia asked while supporting Qin Haiming.

"Passing by? Passing by a cemetery at five in the morning? And on the cusp of the New Year? Mrs. Qin, that’s a bit too much of a joke."

Mu Yichen let out a light chuckle, his mischievous eyes looking at the woman diagonally opposite, and then coldly turning to the man beside her: "Whether as friend or foe, you’ve always been the one to decide. This matter seems to be a family affair, of course. However, if you wish to make it public, then my wife and I will, of course, comply."