His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 440 - 132 Mu Yichen, do you still love me?_2

Chapter 440: 132 Mu Yichen, do you still love me?_2

Over by the parking lot, Qin Mingzhu was crying, and Wang Huanyu was comforting her.

From a distance, Qin Mu couldn’t hear clearly, but with just one glance, she felt that man must truly love Qin Mingzhu.

Wang Huanyu also saw her, gave a slight nod, and Qin Mu didn’t show any reaction but simply opened her own car door, got in the vehicle, started it, and drove away.

It’s better for her to stay away from Qin Mingzhu’s man!

The further, the better!

And that handsome guy turned out to be Wang Huanyu’s brother. She suddenly seemed to remember something about the Wang family.

Yet, for some reason, Qin Mu was deeply annoyed.

Mu Yichen deliberately drove his car very slowly, waiting for her!

So, the two of them parked their cars one after the other and got out.

Mu Yichen emerged from behind, holding Huanhuan, shut the car door with his foot, while Qin Mu, with her bag on her back, came out of her car. The family of three entered the building together, without exchanging words.

Wang Mingyu’s car actually arrived quite quickly too, but he only drove over after watching the family of three walk away. Then he got out of his car, leisurely jangling his keys as he walked toward the stairs; he didn’t like taking the elevator.

The evening seemed destined to be lonely. After dinner, the two of them were busy with their own things. Qin Mu received a message from Helian Hao inviting her for drinks. At that time, she was curled up drawing in the bedroom and subconsciously glanced towards the door.

It seemed like he had no intention of coming upstairs, so Qin Mu put down her pen, sighed, stood up, found a jacket to put on, took her purse, and went downstairs.

He was downstairs watching TV. As Qin Mu slowly walked down, his eyes, fixed on the TV screen, also turned to look at her.

"Xiaohao invited me out for drinks!"

Qin Mu explained as she continued walking down!

His gaze returned to the TV, and he said indifferently, "Don’t go."

"But I’ve already promised her!"

"Too late, I’ll tell her," he said.

Mu Yichen didn’t look at her, just turned his head to reach for his phone that was sitting nearby, and dialed Helian Hao’s number.

Qin Mu had already come downstairs, about to leave, when she had to turn on her heel towards him and just stood there a distance away from him, bewildered.

"Don’t call her this late for drinks in the future! Bye!"

Before Helian Hao could react on the other end, he had already hung up the phone, tossed it aside, and raised his arms, crossing them over his chest as he looked at the TV screen.

Qin Mu walked over, casually placed her bag in the single seater, and stared straight at the man sitting on the large sofa: "Mu Yichen, aren’t you going too far? Who gave you the right to call Xiaohao like that?"

"Then how should I have called?"

The man who had kept his head down from start to finish was listening very intently.

Qin Mu...

When Mu Yichen hadn’t heard a response after a while, he lifted his eyes to look at her and found her with a flushed face, glaring at him obstinately.

"You jerk! Jerk!"

Qin Mu stepped forward, grabbed his shoulders, and began slapping them furiously, cursing as she hit!

"Stop making trouble!"

He was annoyed, raised his hands, grabbed her wrists, and pulled her onto himself.

Qin Mu ended up sitting on his lap, leaning into his arms, her red eyes incredulously staring at him.

Mu Yichen frowned at her, as if he was completely helpless with her, yet seemed to be at his limit of endurance.

Qin Mu had the impression that he no longer wanted her, and couldn’t help but start to struggle with her hands, yet he grasped them even tighter.

"Didn’t I tell you to stop making a fuss?"

His deep voice contained a note of cold indifference.

"What exactly are you doing?"

She couldn’t take it anymore and was about to cry, her voice hoarse as she questioned him.

"What can I do? I just wanted to watch the game in peace," he laughed, seemingly incredulous, then turned his attention back to the TV screen.

Qin Mu also looked over, and then...

Ha! Why did she feel like an unreasonable woman, utterly unsympathetic and inconsiderate?

Suddenly, the living room went quiet, with the familiar cadence of the male commentator’s voice from the TV lingering in their ears.

He held her as if cradling a child, his hands gripping hers, eyes staring straight at the TV screen.

Qin Mu suddenly relaxed completely, devoid of strength, she just lay back, her head resting comfortably on the sofa below.

Mu Yichen, feeling the weight on his wrist, worried she might be uncomfortable, tried to support the back of her head. Qin Mu stubbornly resisted, choosing to lean against the sofa instead of letting him hold her.

As a result, she later looked listless, with a flushed face, as if about to pass out at any moment from blood rushing to her head.

When she got up, she felt dizzy as if about to faint.