His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 743 - 206 Wedding (6)_3

Chapter 743: 206 Wedding (6)_3

"Don’t drink alcohol! And cut down on the cigarettes."

Qin Mu was afraid he couldn’t control himself, so she made a special reminder.

Jian Yan let out a laugh as Qin Mu carried Mu Yichen away.

The staff were waiting outside and immediately came forward to help when they saw her exit.

Qin Mu cursed him as a pig in her mind, intending to hand him over to the staff, but he held onto her neck tightly.

Qin Mu had no choice but to take him upstairs herself.

They finally returned to their hotel room.

She sighed unconsciously at the sight of the room, with roses strewn all over the floor and a heart-pierced by an arrow arrangement on the bed in the bedroom.

She thought, who has the energy to appreciate all this when they’re so exhausted?

"Young Madam, all of this was personally prepared by Mr. Yichen."

As the hotel’s room manager left with the staff, Qin Mu’s gaze fell on the man lying next to the bed.

When did he come to prepare this?

He did leave for a while in the evening, but...

She had only fantasized about the moment of putting on the white dress, never considering that it would be merely a fleeting joy; the entire day after was nothing but utter exhaustion.

Qin Mu looked up at him.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he simply looked at her calmly.

Qin Mu froze, her heartbeat slowing down for a moment.

"Mrs. Mu."

"Psh!"

Qin Mu thought to herself, aren’t you supposed to be drunk?

"If I didn’t pretend to be drunk, they wouldn’t have dispersed."

"Since it’s all family, wouldn’t it be nice to let them have their fun?"

"Are you joking with me?"

Qin Mu looked up at him.

"Today is our wedding night."

——

After dawn, Qin Mu came out and ran into Zhuo Wen; she only wanted to see Jian Yan, but Zhuo Wen happened to be coming out from a few doors down.

The two women looked at each other, this time, they had to confront each other.

Zhuo Wen stepped forward: "Congratulations, you finally became Mrs. Mu as you wished."

"Thanks!"

Qin Mu didn’t even look at her, replying with just two words out of courtesy.

"Won’t you ask why I’m still here? Won’t you ask when I’m leaving?"

"Better never to leave."

This time, Qin Mu looked at her.

Zhuo Wen looked back, not understanding.

"Only then will I have the chance to rip off that fake skin from your face."

Qin Mu’s sharp gaze locked onto Zhuo Wen’s eyes, causing Zhuo Wen’s face to turn pale, but she turned her head away quickly and sidestepped to avoid facing her: "What right do you have to say that? Don’t tell me it’s because your own father had an affair, you think that all married men in the world will cheat on their wives behind their backs?"

"No! I just think that cunning women, like the one responsible for my mother’s car accident, are not in short supply, especially those like Miss Zhuo who appear so aloof yet are actually despicably cheap to the bone. As the rightful wife, I certainly have to be cautious,"

Before Qin Mu could finish speaking, Zhuo Wen, having heard a few words such as ’despicably cheap,’ couldn’t help but step forward, her hand raised to slap Qin Mu. However, Qin Mu’s sharp eyes immediately caught her motion, her hand quickly intercepting Zhuo Wen’s forceful wrist. Qin Mu looked at Zhuo Wen’s furiously pale face with a smile, admitting to herself that she had indeed become angry because Zhuo Wen had brought up her parents, so she had deliberately used such words to retort Zhuo Wen.

"You’re going too far, Qin Mu,"

Zhuo Wen said.

"Really? I don’t see everyone as a rival. Or is it that Miss Zhuo is already backing down so quickly?"

Qin Mu’s keen eyes stared at her.

"We’ll see about that!"

Zhuo Wen shook off Qin Mu’s hand.

"Zhuo Wen! Remember my words."

Having said that, Qin Mu was about to leave when she passed by Zhuo Wen.

Yet, Zhuo Wen suddenly grabbed Qin Mu’s wrist, pressing her up against the wall, one hand beside Qin Mu’s shoulder, calming down the anger inside her as she directly looked at the equally tall Qin Mu with a smile: "Qin Mu, I’ve said it many times, I really have no interest in your husband. I’m staying here because of my fiancé, who’s avoiding some trouble in Australia so we’re lingering here."

"There are too many lies; even if you’re telling the truth now, I won’t believe it anymore. Besides—"

Qin Mu raised her hand; the scarf wrapped around Zhuo Wen’s neck didn’t look very flattering to Qin Mu, so she gently tugged at it, then looked straight into Zhuo Wen’s eyes.

At that moment, Zhuo Wen was truly infuriated by her, knowing what Qin Mu hadn’t finished saying.

Jian Yan’s flight was early at seven in the morning, and despite her rush, Qin Mu was still late.

Actually, Jian Yan would have preferred not to see her.

Qin Mu spent a lot of time thinking in a coffee shop next to the airport, and the morning quickly passed.

Her phone was still on her bedside.

When Mu Yichen woke up at half past ten, she wasn’t there, but her phone was ringing. He reached out to grab her phone and answered, pinching the bridge of his nose: "Hello?"

"Mr. Mu? Is Qinqin not there?"

"She should be in the washroom, I’ll call her for you."

Mu Yichen was about to go to the washroom himself, so he left the phone on the bed and went to look for her.

However, when he pushed open the door of the washroom, it was completely empty and she was nowhere to be seen.

A frown briefly crossed his brows before they knitted tightly together again.

She was not in the living room either, nowhere to be found.

——

The hotel staff mentioned seeing the young madam leaving before seven in the morning. Mu Yichen thought of Jian Yan’s departure for Paris today.

Had she gone to see him off, or had she left with him?

She had long since been reluctant to stay with him, so even her sighs were half-hearted.

But what about their child?

Had she given up on everything?

Upon thinking of the child, Mu Yichen’s dejected sitting figure immediately stood up again, standing ramrod straight.

"Huanhuan? Huanhuan is playing with her little brother. She seems very happy today, always cajoling her brother,"

Feng Fanghua chatted happily a bit more, unaware that the person on the other end had hung up early. After putting down the phone, she turned to her husband sitting beside her: "This kid doesn’t come back in the middle of the day and just leaves it at that, but what about all those strange questions he asked?"

Mu Yichen dressed in his shirt, hearing someone knocking at the door from outside, and they were knocking quite forcefully.

"Daring to be angry with me after disappearing all morning,"

Mu Yichen grumbled deeply, looking down as he walked towards the door.