His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 418 - 125 I disagree with the wedding yo_1

Chapter 418: 125 I disagree with the wedding yo_1

"You bastard! Mu Yichen!"

Qin Mu kicked at him with all her might, not caring where she hit!

——

But she was promptly subdued by Brother Yichen, yes, right after being knocked to the ground, he dragged Qin Mu down with him.

Later, he pulled up his pants, went out to drink with his buddies, and didn’t forget to throw her back on the bed before he left.

The room fell completely silent, no, the whole house fell silent!

Later, Qin Mu lay sprawled on the soft bed, feeling like she was already as exhausted as a living dead, unable to exert any strength, not even managing to turn over.

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When Mu Yi arrived at the club, Jiang Zhiyuan and Zhao Huai were already drinking, but Qiao Yi and Jing Feng were absent, one accompanying his wife and the other confined at home for reflection.

No sooner had he sat down than Jiang Zhiyuan leaned in and, pressing the domineering CEO Mu Yi into the sofa, pulled open his shirt collar.

"Sure enough, you smell like a woman!"

Jiang Zhiyuan stood up instantly, with a devilish smirk as if he had just won a bet with Zhao Huai.

Mu Yi, however, was frowning, just coldly watching the man, and as he stood up, he kicked out at Jiang’s knee: "What the hell are you doing?"

"I bet Zhao Huai that you’ve just come from a woman’s bed."

Jiang Zhiyuan laughed mischievously, and Zhao Huai sighed, leaning on his wallet, with a look of distress, "Bro, do you and Xiaomu have to do it every night?"

Mu Yi then narrowed his eyes at him: "Jealous? Feel like finding a woman?"

"No! I just think Xiaomu might be drained by you, you don’t know how to cherish a lady at all."

"Get lost!"

Angered, CEO Mu was about to throw the cigarette pack he had just pulled out from his pocket when Zhao Huai instinctively raised his hand to cover his face.

Jiang Zhiyuan teased with a laugh, "Of course, our Brother Yichen knows how to cherish a lady, right, Brother Yichen?"

He hooked an arm around Mu Yi’s shoulder, getting cozy with him.

Mu Yi felt he must be insane to have come out and be irritated by these two fools.

"Jiang Zhiyuan, are you asking for a beating?"

Mu Yi asked calmly with a creased brow, but his haughty demeanor was already showing.

"Do you still have the energy to spar with me?"

"Damn!"

So, they ended up fighting, and when Qin Mu went downstairs in the middle of the night for water and found him not in bed, she saw the floor lamp in the living room was on, and as she went further down, she caught him sitting down with a first-aid kit in hand.

"What happened to you?"

Qin Mu approached, and Mu Yi looked up, just in time for Qin Mu to see the injury at the corner of his mouth.

"Did you go out and get into a fight?"

Qin Mu angrily stood in front of him, and as he hung his head in annoyance, his face was cupped by her hands.

Qin Mu forced him to lift his head so she could see and asked angrily, "Who did this to you?"

Mu Yi didn’t speak, just gazed at her with his dark eyes as she stood there, all bluster and anger.

"Jiang Zhiyuan!"

"Jiang Zhiyuan? He dared to hit you?"

Qin Mu was angry, her eyes almost painfully bulging out, yet she was oblivious.

All of a sudden, Mu Yi stopped talking and just looked at her, as her angry tears were about to fall, no, it was concern.

Yeah!

He felt a lot less depressed these past two days, and suddenly leaned back into the sofa.

Qin Mu turned to fetch anti-inflammatory medicine from the first-aid kit to apply to his wound, and Mu Yi just quietly watched the woman treating him.

"It might hurt a little, but why did you go out in the middle of the night to fight with him?"

Qin Mu frowned in concentration as she treated his wound, unaware that her chest was directly in his line of sight as she leaned forward.

Mu Yi thought that a woman wearing this kind of pajama fabric was simply too tempting.

And now with the lights so dim, and her so focused.

"Why did you fight with him? I thought you went out to drink."

Qin Mu looked up at him then looked down again without noticing his change in demeanor, just as she finished treating him and was about to pull away, but her waist was then tightly wrapped by his arm.

She turned her head back and only then did she clearly see his expression.

Mu Yi’s breath was cool and crisp, but the fire in his eyes could scorch a person.

Qin Mu nervously looked at him: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Just a while ago, on the floor, he nearly disassembled her frame, now her knees still hurt.

And now he was gazing at her with that expression.

Qin Mu suddenly found she was not at all sleepy, just feeling a little moist inside.

"Does it still hurt?"

He suddenly asked.

His voice was soft and warm.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but raise her eyes to him, not knowing what to say to him.