His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 643 - 183 I will cling to you for a lifetime_5

Chapter 643: 183 I will cling to you for a lifetime_5

Zhang Rujia gritted her teeth as she revealed the truth to her.

Suddenly, Su Zhen couldn’t say anything, just covering her swollen face.

"You... I..."

"You wanted to use me to go against Qin Mu, but you’re too foolish!"

Zhang Rujia also received a call from a friend after leaving the Qin Family estate and immediately sought out Su Zhen using her former connections.

"The daughter of D City’s mayor? In my eyes, you’re just a snotty little girl! With just you, you think you can surpass Qin Mu and climb into Yichen’s bed? Even Jing Qing’s end was a suicide, don’t overestimate yourself!"

After saying her piece, Zhang Rujia turned and left.

"Wait, don’t you also hate Qin Mu?" Su Zhen, holding her face, chased after her to the doorway.

Zhang Rujia turned back: "Qin Mu? Don’t overestimate yourself! In Rongcheng, there’s no room for an outsider like you to run wild! Think about Jing Qing; think about what happened to her."

Su Zhen’s legs went weak, and she stumbled backward, her eyes brimming with tears that blurred her vision.

She never expected that Zhang Rujia, a woman, could display such murderous intent.

She hadn’t realized how Zhang Rujia once maneuvered through the treacherous social scenes and plotted to seize her position as Mrs. Qin Haiming.

Zhang Rujia puffed out her chest as she entered the elevator, arrogantly raising her head as she left Su Zhen’s apartment.

Su Zhen clearly remembered making a call in the restroom that day; she’d seen it was completely empty.

But...

After getting into her car, Zhang Rujia took out her phone and called Qin Mu, who was taking a shower, so Mu Yichen, looking out the window at the rain, answered her call.

"I know who brought the reporters to your studio!" Zhang Rujia got straight to the point.

"Who?"

Mu Yichen’s indifferent voice asked.

"Is it you?"

Zhang Rujia was still in the car, watching the rain intensify. The voice that suddenly came through the phone made her tense.

"It’s Su Zhen! That miss from D City. She somehow found out I’m at odds with Qin Mu and has been having people follow me. Then, she used an out-of-town phone number to call the newspaper that day."

"Do you have any evidence?"

"Evidence? Mrs. Zhang, you know, right? She heard it with her own ears; you can ask her to confirm."

After Zhang Rujia finished speaking, she expected more questions from the other end, but Mu Yichen asked nothing more, and the call was hung up.

After Qin Mu finished her shower and came out of the bathroom, she noticed he wasn’t in their room. She started to feel gloomy when she didn’t see any lights on outside; she then heard a cellphone ring from the study and as she approached to open the door, he opened it from inside at just the same moment.

Qin Mu looked up at his handsome features, unable to resist asking curiously, "I thought we were going to rest?"

"Had to make a quick call, let’s go back to the room!"

Mu Yichen wrapped his arms around her as they walked back to their room. Qin Mu looked up at him, feeling for some reason that he was lying.

Later in bed, Qin Mu lay in his arms playing with her phone, to which Mu Yichen sighed resignedly: "How many times have I said pregnant women should avoid using cellphones so much!"

The phone was snatched away from her hands.

"I haven’t really played today, I was just about to."

"No more!"

Mu Yichen held both of her hands in his.

Qin Mu smiled, feeling sweetly controlled by him.

Mu Yichen put both of their phones on the bedside table on his side, then he wrapped his arms around her and laid down, covering her with a blanket: "Sleep now! Don’t we have to go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow?"

"Yes!"

Qin Mu agreed, then snuggled into his arms and quickly fell asleep.

Mu Yichen looked at her phone again after she had fallen asleep.

Qin Mu’s client the next day was a handsome actor, Li Yu.

"Hello! I’ve seen the commercials you’ve shot, which is why I really wanted to work with you, so here I am!"

He spoke without any pretense, coming across like a big boy, very casual.

Qin Mu nodded, smiling as they touched hands briefly, then both took a seat on the couch.

Xiaomei brought Li Yu some tea and then stood behind Qin Mu, staring straight at him.

Hmm! He wore comfortable casual attire, not the domineering CEO look from idol dramas, which made him seem much more down-to-earth in front of them.

"Mr. Li, are you twenty-five years old this year?" Xiaomei asked curiously.

Li Yu glanced up at her and then asked with a smile, "The Baidu profile says twenty-five, right? In fact, I am already twenty-seven!"

"Wow! You look like you’re two years younger than me."

Xiaomei held her cell phone and stood behind, biting her lip after speaking.

Qin Mu glanced at her briefly and then casually said, "Why don’t you have a seat? I don’t think Mr. Li is that kind of stiff person!"

"Of course!"

Li Yu replied with a smile, and Xiaomei immediately went over to sit next to Qin Mu, her face turning red as she lowered her head.

Qin Mu thought, I wonder what Zhao Huai would feel seeing this scene!

Women, ah!

Sigh!

"The award this time was actually decided for me in advance, so I don’t want to show up looking too shabby! I trust Miss Qin has the ability to make me worthy of that award, right?"

Li Yu turned to Qin Mu to say.

"I can draw the design, but I am afraid I need the cooperation of colleagues for the production!"

Qin Mu nodded her head; with the generous offer they made, she had no reason to refuse.

"Miss Qin is now pregnant, and I’m already grateful that you agreed to help design the fashion! Hmm..., it’s so awkward to talk like this! Anyway, I came because I trust you!"

Li Yu said, finding himself being too formal, frowned, and then spoke more casually.

Xiaomei was still bashfully looking at him, and Li Yu, feeling a bit self-conscious, said with a smile, "Beauty, if you keep looking, I might have to start charging you!"

Xiaomei blushed even more and stood up subconsciously, "I’m off to work!"

As Qin Mu watched Xiaomei disappear, she sighed helplessly, and Li Yu asked her, "Your assistant is quite interesting, does she have a boyfriend yet?"

"Not settled down yet!"

Qin Mu had to tell the truth.

"Ah! Not bad!"

Li Yu hadn’t expected her to answer like that; he was momentarily embarrassed and managed to say it was not bad.

Actually, he thought Qin Mu would say she already had one or wasn’t good enough or something like that.

Later, when Xiaomei personally took Li Yu’s measurements, his ears turned red looking at her, and he couldn’t help asking, "How about dinner together tonight, beauty?"

"Ah?"

Xiaomei blushed, looking up at him with a face so red her blood might drip.

"Never mind if you’re not free!"

Li Yu said with a smile.

Xiaomei...

"Mr. Li, if you keep teasing her like this, I reckon you’ll have to personally take her to the hospital later!"

Qin Mu, sitting on the side, couldn’t help but interject.

Li Yu turned to look at Qin Mu, raised an eyebrow, and said no more.

Meanwhile, Xiaomei was thinking: It’s over, it’s over! I’ve been flirted with by Brother Li Yu, I’ve been flirted with by Brother Li Yu!

Her heart was racing nervously: What to do? What to do? I touched Brother Li Yu’s waist, I’m going crazy...

Not until Li Yu had left did Qin Mu sigh and head upstairs helplessly, then Xiaomei on the first floor received the teasing and ribbing of her colleagues.

"Go ahead and make fun of me all you want! But I will still be ecstatic!"

Xiaomei couldn’t help but clench her fist and stamp her foot.

"What could possibly make you so ecstatic?"

Zhao Huai just happened to come to deliver something to Qin Mu, and as he entered, he heard her talking about being ecstatic.

Seeing Zhao Huai, Xiaomei immediately shut her mouth, and the others also pretended to be deeply immersed in their work.

"Why are you here at this time?"

Xiaomei was frantic, but she managed to shift the topic.

"Ah! I came to deliver something to ’Mrs. Mu’!"

He was holding a file bag, as if he had just remembered the purpose of his visit.