His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 504 - 151 Mommy, it’s Daddy_2

Chapter 504: 151 Mommy, it’s Daddy_2

"Let’s go!"

Mu Yichen stood to one side, waiting for Qin Mu to enter first before following him inside.

After they returned, they washed their hands in the restroom and went directly to the dining room, where Feng Fanghua was already sitting with the old man.

The old man looked up to see his son and grandson return and showed a face full of satisfaction, "Where did you two bump into each other?"

"At the entrance!"

Mu Zihao sat down and casually responded.

"I thought you weren’t planning on coming back today, you rascal."

The old man then lifted his gaze to his beloved grandson sitting across from him.

"How could I not come back when you summon me?"

Mu Yichen picked up his wine glass, took a small sip, then licked his lips in compliment.

"Hmph! If only you were that obedient!"

The old man glanced at him and then picked up his chopsticks to eat.

Feng Fanghua had a stomach full of questions but didn’t know where to start, and she was worried that asking might spoil her son’s appetite, so she held back.

Mu Yichen wasn’t unaware of what Feng Fanghua wanted to ask, so he didn’t look at her while eating. He just quietly ate his meal, drank his wine, and even accompanied his grandfather for two shots of the clear liquor.

Feng Fanghua wanted to persuade him out of concern, but the old man gently pressed her hand down, signaling her not to interfere.

After Mu Yichen finished drinking, he said with a low chuckle, "I will sleep at home tonight!"

"I’ll have someone change the bed sheets for you later; it’s been a while since they’ve been changed!"

"No need!"

Feng Fanghua nodded eagerly, about to instruct the housekeeper to change the bedding when Mu Yichen immediately refused, and his gaze swiftly shifted to the maid with a cold indifference.

The maid, frightened, dared not move any further, and Feng Fanghua’s eyes also paused for a moment before nodding, "Alright, if you say there’s no need, then there’s no need!"

Mu Zihao exchanged a knowing glance with the old man, aware of the reason for his nephew’s refusal and sighed helplessly in his heart.

Later, after having his fill of drink and feeling a headache, he went upstairs to sleep.

It was as though the moment he returned to that room, he could smell the perfume she used to wear.

The room seemed to retain everything about her; he walked wearily over, one hand unbuttoning his shirt as he sat at the end of the bed and looked despondently at the sofa in front of him.

He actually saw her sitting quietly there, drawing. When she was inspired, her drawing was incredibly fast; he could hear the intimate friction between the pen tip and the paper.

His eyes gradually became dry, and he lowered them slightly before snapping back to reality.

How could she still be in this room?

Remembering the morning they met in a strange place and then the sudden appearance of Yang Qianxi, she probably never wanted to see him again.

Lately, he always felt so tired, like a walking corpse.

Each night was mysterious, calculated, but after he knew the truth, he just wanted to quietly resolve the matter.

Everyone had their grudges to settle and he didn’t believe those who wanted to ruin their marital bliss would end well.

Indeed, retribution began with Yang Qianxi!

Indeed, retribution manifested quickly on a person.

He was keeping his temper in check, trying to stay calm and waiting. Once this sick revenge started, it wouldn’t end until everyone involved got their just deserts.

As for Jing Qing, it was better she didn’t show up now, at least she was safe!

He just wanted to see her, but suddenly she didn’t want to go out.

His biggest worry was that she would shut herself away again. Although Huanhuan was now with him, he was still concerned.

Late at night, he lay in the bed they had once shared and dialed her number, listening to the continuous ringing without hearing it picked up.

Yet, he felt extremely happy.

Waiting was always torturous, but this time, he found it enjoyable.

Hearing no response was better than hearing the cruel words of a breakup.

Mu Yichen was actually quite afraid of her saying "break up"—truly afraid.

The next day, Mu Yichen went to work. Qiao Yi came to his office, noticeably nervous, "Jing Qing tampered with her car by herself."

"Hmm!"

He was calm, as if he had known all along.

Qiao Yi, however, grew more nervous and even agitated, "Did you ask me to tell her that so she would do this?"

"I thought you knew from the start!"

This time, Mu Yichen lifted his eyes, his dark gaze shooting straight at him.

Qiao Yi felt his heart lurch.

He should’ve guessed it, but he didn’t think Jing Qing would act so rashly. At worst, he imagined, she would just curse out that woman and then force her to leave Rongcheng for good, but never to such an extreme.

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