His Beloved Treasure

How could she not be afraid?

Even now, she resented him in her heart, but if he were truly captivated by another woman, it would be strange if she weren’t scared!

The two of them stayed at home all day, snuggled together on the sofa, eating and drinking, binge-watching shows, napping in bed, chatting about childhood days.

Qin Mingzhu said that when she first came to the Qin Family, she was actually terrified, but her mom always told her not to be afraid, that it was her home. Eventually, she managed to stand tall.

Later, Qin Mingzhu fell asleep, and Qin Mu lay beside her watching. If only they were real sisters, how wonderful it would be! Qin Mu would have protected her from a young age.

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At around four in the afternoon, Mu Yichen took Xi Meng out for work and upon returning, suddenly felt a pull in his lower abdomen. The elevator hadn’t reached the top floor when Xi Meng suddenly leaned against it, wanting to squat down.

Mu Yichen was thinking about picking Qin Mu up and returning home when he inadvertently turned his eyes and saw Xi Meng like that, his brows immediately knitted: "What’s wrong?"

His voice was so urgent, as if he had already anticipated it.

"Feeling a bit uncomfortable!"

Xi Meng’s voice was very weak.

Qiao Yi knew they were back and just happened to want to go upstairs to find them. As soon as he entered the elevator, he saw Mu Yichen supporting his wife, her face pale, and he nervously rushed over: "Stomach pain?"

Xi Meng nodded with effort, tears almost falling.

"To the hospital!"

Mu Yichen’s voice was stern as he pressed the button to descend. When they reached downstairs, Qiao Yi carried Xi Meng, and with Mu Yichen briskly walked outside. Their coworkers watching were caught up in the tense atmosphere, unaware of the exact situation, yet speculating.

Mu Yichen wasn’t sure how many red lights he ran, only listening to the conversation in the back seat.

"Qiao Yi, if the child is gone, will you blame me?"

Xi Meng’s voice was weak but she asked firmly.

"What nonsense, I just want you to be okay!"

Qiao Yi held her tightly, his head lowered as he looked at the sweat on her forehead, speaking coldly.

Xi Meng’s tears were about to fall: "But you’ve always wanted a son!"

"I just wanted to have a child with you, if I had known, we wouldn’t have!"

Qiao Yi spoke in frustration. They were both older, but he thought it wouldn’t be a big problem and coaxed Xi Meng into having a second child, always delightedly talking about a son since Xi Meng got pregnant. He truly hadn’t expected Xi Meng to feel less important than the child.

"Don’t say that! It’s our shared destiny with him!"

Xi Meng raised her head with difficulty to look at him, tears streaming down.

Qiao Yi looked at her, about ready to cry, feeling an unparalleled heartache. Previously, he thought Mu Yichen’s treatment of Qin Mu was too sentimental, but now he suddenly understood that feeling.

Meanwhile, the man acting as driver kept his brow furrowed. Watching other couples say such things and do such things was such an experience, really...

Yet he still didn’t interrupt them in this urgent moment.

After arriving at the hospital, Xi Meng went to get checked, and Qiao Yi stood outside, pulling at his short hair and pacing back and forth like a lion gone mad, losing its wits.

Mu Yichen stood nearby watching, lowering his head helplessly.

Back then, he saw how much Qin Mu suffered, and later when elders suggested they have children, he refused to let anyone bring it up again.

Qiao Yi allowed him to see a reflection of his past self, bringing back memories, yet uncertain of what the future would hold. If he faced the same situation again, would he still be so tense, to the point of losing reason?

Qin Mu now, she resents him so!

Mu Yichen looked outside as the weather suddenly turned gloomy, thinking of her at the Qin Family, without a car, fearing she’d have to take one back herself, he casually turned and walked toward a corner.

Qin Mu and Qin Mingzhu were just about to take their leave; she couldn’t let Grandpa eat dinner alone on the first day after the elders left. She didn’t want to call Mu Yichen to ask if he was picking her up, really considering taking a cab back.

"You should stay, it’s so pitiful to eat alone, Huanyu won’t be back until after eight!"

Qin Mingzhu was urging her to stay, thinking about eating alone felt dull and stifling.

Qin Mu’s phone rang, she looked down and took it out of her bag, then saw Mu Yichen’s phone.

"Tell brother-in-law to go home to accompany Grandpa, you stay here with me!"

Qin Mingzhu craned her neck for a glance, then quickly and sulkily suggested to Qin Mu.

Qin Mu looked at her, sighed helplessly, and then answered the call: "Hello?"