His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 505 - 151 Mommy, it’s Daddy_3

Chapter 505: 151 Mommy, it’s Daddy_3

"Will she go to prison?"

Qiao Yi’s arms were shaking slightly as he thought over and over, and then he asked Mu Yichen with a headache.

"That’s her business! Since she dared to do it, she naturally prepared herself to face the consequences. If you truly care about her, then don’t interfere with anything."

"Yichen, you’re being too cruel!"

Qiao Yi said to him with furrowed brows, his emotions somewhat out of control.

Mu Yichen had just lowered his eyes to look at a document. When he heard that sentence, he immediately lifted his gaze again, but it was a cold and deadly stare.

"Qiao Yi, has love clouded your judgment?"

Mu Yichen couldn’t help asking him sternly.

Qiao Yi just stared at him intensely but couldn’t say a word.

Mu Yichen then lowered his head to work again, and Qiao Yi left with a huff, turning around and going out.

Secretary Xi was startled by the slam of the door and looked up, holding her glasses, only to see Qiao Yi exiting with a dark face.

"Assistant Qin!"

Secretary Xi called out, but he didn’t turn his head.

Secretary Xi...

Having no idea what had happened and not daring to ask, Secretary Xi lowered her head back to her work.

After leaving the company, Qiao Yi immediately called Jing Qing: "Where are you?"

"At the apartment, why?"

"I’m coming to see you right now!"

Qiao Yi, in a hurry, blurted out a sentence and hung up the phone, then headed to the parking lot to drive off.

Later, Mu Yichen received a message from Zhao Huai: "Where did Brother Qin go?"

Mu Yichen glanced at it but didn’t respond. He knew that Qiao Yi had gone to find Jing Qing. Over the years, Qiao Yi had always been struggling with his own feelings, but in the end, he couldn’t let her go.

So, why bother wasting these years?

With nothing better to do and having not received any message from Mu Yichen, Zhao Huai followed the trail of Qiao Yi’s car. He truly didn’t expect him to go to Jing Qing’s apartment. According to what Zhao Huai knew of him, in all these years he hadn’t set foot in that apartment alone.

Zhao Huai’s car was parked outside, and as he saw Qiao Yi’s car enter the complex, he leaned against it, smoking. He was curious to see how long his Brother Qin could stay inside.

Qiao Yi knocked on the door, and when Jing Qing saw him, she was furiously angry but still immediately pulled him inside: "Come in quickly!"

"Why are you so nervous?"

"Didn’t you notice the paparazzi outside?"

Jing Qing asked him breathlessly, as if he had committed the greatest error under heaven.

"Nope!"

But when Qiao Yi came in, the corridor was empty, not even a ghost in sight.

Jing Qing looked at him incredulously but trusted his intuition enough to believe him.

"You should stay indoors as much as possible recently and not accept any interviews."

Qiao Yi warned her anxiously.

"Why?"

The two stood in the living room, arguing vehemently.

"Why? If Yang Qianxi is dead, it’s still okay, but if she’s alive, do you think she won’t suspect that you tampered with the car yourself?"

Qiao Yi questioned her urgently.

"She dares?"

Jing Qing turned her head toward the window and walked over; she felt a heaviness in her chest and became irritable every time this subject came up.

"What makes her think she can’t? You think you’re the only one who can make sacrifices? Xiaoqing, stop everything else. Otherwise, go abroad, or from now on live quietly as the second young lady of the Jing Family."

"Qiao Yi, what gives you the right to decide my life?"

Jing Qing turned around and looked at him with cold eyes as she asked lightly.

"I decide your life? How dare I decide your life? If it weren’t for all I’ve done these years—I’m begging you, do you really intend to ruin yourself?"

Qiao Yi felt he had truly exhausted every effort, but it seemed he just couldn’t get through to her.

"I ruin myself? Even if I’m forced to ruin myself, I’ll do it after destroying those who keep me from happiness."

Jing Qing’s voice rose; she was genuinely angry to hear Qiao Yi lecture her as if he were an advisor.

She hated that Qiao Yi wanted to restrain her, to control her.

"You already caused Yichen and Qin Mu to break up. What more do you want? Yang Qianxi is still lying in the hospital unable to move. Isn’t that enough?"

Qiao Yi questioned her again.

"Not enough, of course it’s not enough! This is still far from what I want!"

Jing Qing suddenly laughed, and even the most beautiful clothes lost their appeal on her at that moment.

"It seems I need to have a talk with the Jing Family’s old master!"

Seeing that she was so obstinate, Qiao Yi nodded as if to admit that his efforts to persuade her had ultimately failed, and with those words, he turned and walked outside.

"Wait! You’re not allowed to go see my grandfather."

Jing Qing hurriedly ran forward and blocked the door.

Qiao Yi looked down at her standing guard in the doorway, his heart twisting suddenly at the sight of the numerous red veins in her eyes.

"Then promise me, stay here quietly and wait for this to blow over, okay?"

Qiao Yi’s eyebrows knitted slightly as he spoke in a low and gentle voice, attempting to persuade her.

"Fine! I promise! But you’re not allowed to go see my grandfather!"

Qiao Yi nodded, hearing her finally relent.

Jing Qing hung her head for a long time, then asked him, "Is there still no word from Qin Mu?"

"No, Yichen has been searching for her all along."

Only then did Jing Qing let Qiao Yi leave. After he went downstairs, he was still somewhat confused. As he drove out and saw Zhao Huai standing there fiddling with a lighter, with a cigarette in his other hand, he stopped the car: "Why did you follow me?"

"Xiaomu isn’t around, and Brother Yichen hasn’t assigned me any other tasks!"

Zhao Huai said somewhat boredly, slipping the lighter into his pocket.

"Let’s go; we still have to leave for a business trip this afternoon!"

Qiao Yi nodded and then left first.

Zhao Huai followed behind him, glanced at the time on his wristwatch—barely more than half an hour had passed—and thought to himself that certainly it wasn’t for that reason.

Zhao Huai didn’t understand why Qiao Yi was so fixated on Jing Qing; he clearly felt that Qiao Yi was sometimes annoyed by her, but at other times, it seemed he cared about her particularly.

——

"Mommy, come and see, the flowers are blooming!"

In a certain residence by the warm window, Huanhuan dragged Qin Mu over to stand in front of the pot of begonias, happily pointing out the blooming begonia flower to her.

Qin Mu looked down at the flower blooming so vibrantly but gently stroked her daughter’s hair.

The phone suddenly rang, and she, dressed in a plain, comfortable dress, turned her head to look at the phone.

Hearing it, Huanhuan immediately ran to the sofa, grabbed the phone, and turned to Qin Mu: "Mommy, it’s Daddy!"

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