His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 845 - 239 symbolizes love

Qin Mu thought about how in the past he would lie behind her, or behind Huanhuan.

But now...

Well, it doesn’t matter, having this little one is enough to keep her warm.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but think that she had to earn lots and lots of money for her son and daughter, and that she would strive to provide them with the best future possible.

As for the rest, let it be up to fate.

Mu Yichen, he was her twist of fate.

Later, she also fell asleep, and Mu Yichen lying on the couch felt his neck ache and his body somewhat stiff.

Upon getting up and turning his head, he saw the mother and child motionless on the bed and couldn’t help but frown.

When he went to the bed and saw that the two of them were asleep, he couldn’t help but scoff, rueing that he had been waiting for her to let him into bed.

Yet, there she was, sleeping so heartlessly and carefree.

Then he remembered that his parents were not at home, and he did not take Chengcheng away, but had to lie down next to the mother and child.

He really hated the feeling of three people squeezing into one bed.

But after his annoyance, looking at the two most important people in his life, he suddenly felt secure.

He hoped that no matter what happened, she would always be in this house.

As long as she can’t let go of this home, things won’t go too badly.

The next day Qin Mu took Chengcheng to the studio, and Xiaomei, excited to hold Chengcheng, saw the red marks on her face and couldn’t help but cover her mouth: "Qinqin, what happened to your face?"

Qin Mu had long forgotten about it and asked in confusion, "Hmm?"

"How did you get hurt? It couldn’t be Mr. Mu who..."

Xiaomei covered her mouth, not daring to continue, thinking that Mr. Mu was so strong, if he decided to have domestic violence against Qin Mu, wouldn’t it have been a matter of minutes?

Could it be that they’ve been married so long that they’ve lost affection and started edging towards domestic violence?

No! It’s already domestic violence!

"Mr. Mu what? Chengcheng accidentally scratched me, why are you making such a fuss?"

Qin Mu explained the situation to her and then looked at Xiaomei who seemed to be enduring pain and asked.

Xiaomei dared not speak, thinking if you don’t want to say it I’ll pretend I don’t know, then went to hug Qin Mu: "Our Qinqin has suffered!"

Qin Mu...

This girl really knows how to add drama to herself.

Qin Mu didn’t bother with her, seeing that everyone came to see Chengcheng, she went upstairs first, not forgetting to remind: "Can you give my son some air, please?"

After Qin Mu finished talking and everyone finally remembered this, she went upstairs.

The colleagues were fascinated with the baby until noon.

Qin Mu didn’t want to go out to eat, so she asked them to bring back food for her. She took the opportunity to mix formula milk for Chengcheng, but the little guy didn’t seem to want to wake up, his little mouth moving nonetheless.

Qin Mu shook the formula milk and then gently picked him up from the baby carriage.

Just when the nipple almost touched his lips, Chengcheng began to feed without even opening his eyes.

He seemed drowsy at first, but after eating, he suddenly became energetic.

Qin Mu laughed helplessly: "This little guy!"

Unable to proceed with drawing, she held him and went to the room, where mother and child lay on the bed and played.

Chengcheng could now sit up on his own, and when Qin Mu deliberately moved the toy away, he could crawl over by himself and get the toy back to its original place.

But there was a downside - he liked to chew on toys.

No, it should be said that he puts whatever he gets in his mouth!

This is probably the nature of a child?

Qin Mu thought.

After Xiaomei came back and took care of Chengcheng, Qin Mu herself was in the office eating and drawing. When Li Yu arrived, he saw her eating a mess of dishes from a takeout box and couldn’t resist stepping forward to take the food away from her.

Unable to find her food, Qin Mu turned her head, saw a blue fabric, and followed it up with her eyes, asking in confusion, "How come you’re here?"

"The money issue, if you don’t have it, let it be, but do you have to be so hard on yourself?"

Li Yu looked at the assorted leftover dishes and simply couldn’t stand it.

Was she really being so frugal over the ad revenue, eating leftover food?

Once Qin Mu understood what he meant, she moved the dishes back in front of herself: "This is just food that Xiaomei and the others ordered for me to share, it’s not leftovers. I just didn’t want to go out, so I asked them to bring it back; nobody has touched it."

Qin Mu explained, but since the food had gone cold, after taking a few bites she put the lid back on and left it there, pushing the rice aside. She pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, then lifted her eyes to him: "What are you doing here?"

"What else can I do? Sister Runuan told me it’s about the money, the money thing, you can pay me when you have it, you can’t look for anyone else for the ad anyway."

Li Yu’s voice wasn’t loud as he spoke, but his hands were in his pockets, his gaze aloft, seemingly a bit arrogant, and also... anxious.

It was as if he was worried she wouldn’t choose him, that’s why he was so anxious.

He knew Qin Mu had defenses set up everywhere, just to guard against him, so he tried not to overstep.

It was quite fine like this; if she needed, he would give.

He suddenly felt that their way of getting along was very good; she could guard against him, make use of him as much as she wanted.

"Then, I’ll owe you a favor, I’ll repay you when I’ve made it big."

"When I treat you to a meal in the future, just don’t refuse."

Li Yu’s gaze suddenly fixed on the faint red mark on her cheek.

"What happened to your face?"

He instinctively leaned in closer, his hand reaching out to touch her face.

Qin Mu reflexively stepped back immediately.

Her eyes were filled with immense nervousness, what did this man want to do?

"Better to give you money when I have it! After all, a star’s job in shooting ads is to make money. As for my face, my son accidentally scratched it."

Qin Mu wanted to laugh, but his sudden movement made it impossible to do so, her eyes defensively following his un-retracted hand, and slowly she sat down again.

Boundaries that should be set, must still be set.

"Tell me the truth, was it Mu Yichen who did this?"

Li Yu was anxiously concerned, his eyes full of worry for her.

"Him hit me? He wouldn’t hit me!"

Qin Mu thought to herself, it’s odd how everyone seemed to think she was a victim of domestic violence.

Doesn’t it seem likely that her son could scratch her?

But Li Yu was forgivable; the most annoying was Xiaomei. When Huanhuan was little, he’d often bite her or scratch her, and Xiaomei wouldn’t say anything back then. But this time, Xiaomei acted so self-righteous; it was truly disappointing.

"So what is up with your face? Did you hurt yourself by accident?"

Li Yu didn’t trust her, standing up straight, hands shoved in his pockets, a bit anxious.

He feared that Mu Yichen was mistreating Qin Mu because of his presence - such TV dramas he had played in many times, watched many times as well.

"That’s not it, it was my son!"

Qin Mu declared.

She was clearly so serious.

But Li Yu’s eyes told her that she was lying.

"You can choose to believe it or not, I won’t elaborate further. As for the ad, I’d thank you in advance if you agree to it, and I will pay you back the money in the future. How about for now, we say I owe you a favor?"

Qin Mu spoke to him trying to be as diplomatic as possible.

"Why repay later? Isn’t there enough money at home to invite a few celebrities?"

Mu Yichen also didn’t know why he couldn’t control himself today and ended up driving here.

Just as before, when he was in Rongcheng, and she was in Paris, he told himself not to go looking for her, to wait for her to call, but every single time...

He would book a ticket ahead of time, and eventually even bought a private jet just to see her.

He thought that perhaps if Li Yu’s car wasn’t here, he might not have come up, but seeing Li Yu’s car, he opened his car door and walked over. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

He went upstairs alone. Thanks to being familiar, no one stopped him. It was inadvertently at her doorway that he heard the conversation between Li Yu and Qin Mu, of course, he saw everything that needed to be seen.

Mu Yichen walked in, the blackness of his hawk-like eyes filled with an authoritative air that brooked no questioning.