His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 396: Time has come_3

Chapter 396: Time has come_3

Mu Qingxin turned her head and looked at the man sitting in the solo armchair.

The elder raised his eyes, examined his grandson’s expression, and carefully pondered his granddaughter’s words, yet he still didn’t understand.

"Did you hear what was said?"

Chairman Mu commanded once more.

"Heard it, heard it!"

Qin Mu dared not argue and obediently went to his side.

Yet as soon as he stood properly, he was grabbed by the wrist and with a slight tug found himself falling onto his lap and embraced in a full hug.

Qin Mu’s face turned shades of red and white in fright.

Mu Yichen’s piercing gaze fixed on the woman in his arms, wishing he could bite her right then and taste her!

"Aiyo, go to your room if you want to be affectionate, can’t you hold back a bit in front of me and grandpa! If our Ayan were here, hmph, I wouldn’t be like this!"

As Mu Qingxin spoke, her grievances grew.

That man, for no reason at all, told her not to contact him before the sixth day.

Every day, apart from being on edge, was spent keeping the old man company, having her palm read to keep her mind off of other things.

Listening to his sister, Mu Yichen also thought of Jiang Yan and comforted her with a few words, "He won’t be in trouble, you just rest assured and wait for him to come for you."

"Really?"

"I promise he will come to see you alive before you turn eighteen."

Mu Qingxin, recalling the day Jiang Yan had sought out Mu Yichen for a private conversation, now began to suspect that Jiang Yan had asked Mu Yichen for help behind the scenes. She became excited, yet the excitement almost brought her to tears.

"Big brother, I’m really worried about him!"

As soon as she finished, she indeed began to cry out of worry.

Qin Mu immediately broke free from Mu Yichen’s arms and went to her side, "Don’t you trust what your brother says? When you’re pregnant, you should avoid crying the most, quickly wipe away the tears, and don’t cry anymore, okay?"

"Okay!"

Mu Qingxin nodded vigorously, and, with the tissue Qin Mu handed her, wiped away her tears forcefully before taking a few deep breaths to somewhat calm down.

The elder sighed helplessly, "Look at you, all entangled in affairs of the heart. Isn’t everything fine as long as you’re alive?"

"Grandpa is right, as long as Ayan comes for me, even if he has lost arms or legs, I’ll bear with it."

"What nonsense are you talking? If he were injured, would he still want to see you?"

Mu Yichen snorted coldly, thinking to himself: Not a chance!

Not to mention Feng Fanghua would never agree, and as her brother, he would even less so.

"If he wants to see me, he’ll see me. If you and mom oppose, I’ll just sneak off to find him because..."

"Because you’re already willing to leave this family for him?"

Mu Yichen looked at her and asked, and knowing she was at fault, Mu Qingxin closed her mouth again.

"Alright, alright, don’t just blame her. It’s not new that a grown daughter is hard to keep at home; sooner or later she has to marry anyway."

Seeing his granddaughter aggrieved and his grandson domineering, the elder spoke in defense of his granddaughter.

"Exactly!"

Little did he know Mu Qingxin would immediately nod in agreement, offering a cunning justification.

Mu Yichen stared at her intensely, thinking that if it were their childhood, he should have spanked her.

But now...

Hmm, actually, even in childhood, he never really had the heart to hit her, at most just a scolding.

Moreover, he had spent so many years abroad and felt a bit guilty towards her, so he did not continue to press the matter further.

While everyone remained silent, Mu Yichen’s phone suddenly rang. Seeing that it was Yang Bo’s number, Mu Yichen glanced at Qin Mu, "There’s news!"

Qin Mu couldn’t help but tense up.

The grandfather and Mu Qingxin didn’t know what was happening, but they kept quiet as Mu Yichen answered the phone.

"Understood, I found her classmate, I want to go and question him myself."

"Okay!"

Yang Bo was standing in the police surveillance room, and the staff were still at work. He thought for a moment, gave a few more instructions, then left the room to have someone look for Qin Mingzhu’s classmate.

"Keep tracking that car, there’s surveillance footage of Qin Mingzhu getting on board."

"Really?"

Qin Mu became somewhat excited after hearing what Mu Yichen said.

"Yes! I’ve already asked Yang Bo to contact Qin Mingzhu’s classmate."

"I want to go too."

Mu Yichen had planned to go alone, but seeing how agitated Qin Mu was as he stood up, he nodded in agreement, "Then let’s go together."

"What’s—happening?"

Completely in the dark, Mu Qingxin asked curiously, her voice somewhat tense.

"We’ll talk about this later, we need to step out for a bit, you stay here with Grandpa."

Mu Yichen instructed.

"You have important things to attend to, go ahead, we’ll be just fine here," the old man urged quickly, not wanting to hold them up.

So, Mu Yichen left with Qin Mu.

That afternoon, they rushed to the police station together and met Qin Mingzhu’s classmate along with Yang Bo.

The kid obviously caved when he saw the police badge, but thinking of certain things, he kept his mouth shut.

Mu Yichen and Yang Bo stood outside that room, watching the interrogation room, as Qin Mu walked in.

The boy was startled to see Qin Mu, but then relaxed a lot.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

"It’s been a long time, wasn’t it you who tried to pick on me last time at AM?" Qin Mu looked at him and laughed, unconsciously licking his dry lips. He suddenly felt that this winter was damn dry, but thankfully there was a humidifier at home.

The boy, however, started to feel nervous at Qin Mu’s sharp gaze.

Suddenly remembering that she was Qin Mingzhu’s half-sister and also the most favored woman of the Mu Family’s Yichen, he unconsciously felt his throat go dry too.

"I apologize again seriously for that matter."

The boy lowered his eyes, not daring to meet Qin Mu’s piercing look.

"Lift your head up!"

Qin Mu didn’t comply, but stared at him coldly, forcing him to look up at her.

The two sat across a table from each other, Qin Mu with her hands in her pant pockets, her eyes narrowed as she looked down at him: "Tell me, what did Qin Mingzhu tell you, what benefits did she give you, that led you to help her do such a heinous act?"

The boy was taken aback. Although they were about the same age and not very familiar, he had heard of her reputation. The usually carefree and fearless young masters also had their fears.

"You talk as if we did the deed, but it really has nothing to do with us. We were just playing a game that day."

"Oh?"

Qin Mu laughed softly, stepped in front of him, leaned against the side of the table, staring at him with anticipation for what he would say next.