His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 1597 - 447: Pushed Out the Door

"If not, why did the news break at such a coincidental time? Just when she was leaving the city?"

Zhao Huai raised his doubt again.

"Wait! If Anna intentionally had the paparazzi do this, then what was her goal?"

Jiang Zhiyuan suddenly felt a headache coming on.

"If it’s true that the early rumors about Anna being involved with a female star weren’t slander! Then doesn’t everything make sense?"

Qiao Yi, always meticulous, offered another hypothesis.

Zhao Huai and Jiang Zhiyuan both seemed doubtful and then looked towards Mu Yichen.

"Want to experience what it’s like when your wife is pursued by another woman?"

Mu Yichen’s eyebrow twitched slightly, admitting their scenario was real, and then he slightly irritably asked them.

"Not at all. But you can tell us what it’s like to have a woman as a rival!"

Jiang Zhiyuan couldn’t hold it in any longer and finally laughed out loud, while Qiao Yi and Zhao Huai also couldn’t help but stifle their laughter, their faces reddening.

"Should I introduce An Nan to Anna as well? Given their names and An Nan’s temper, Anna might enjoy the challenge of this type."

Mu Yichen held a wine glass in his hand, leaned back in his chair, and asked Jiang Zhiyuan with a faint smile.

"Definitely not!"

Jiang Zhiyuan immediately refused.

"But isn’t she gone? Will she really come back?"

Zhao Huai asked Mu Yichen in puzzlement.

Mu Yichen lowered his head and said nothing further, staring absentmindedly at the wine in his glass.

"She bought a house here, you know. We never thought the female protagonist, worried about another woman stealing her man, would attract the supporting actress’s attention instead!"

Qiao Yi chuckled, thinking some things are truly inexplicable.

"Yichen! Honestly, it must be quite unsettling? That woman even kissed our Xiaomu’s cheek."

Mentioning this was infuriating for Mu Yichen.

Already not in the mood for eating, now he could only keep fiddling with his wine glass.

Unlike the three of them, who had a good appetite.

——

A little after four in the afternoon, Mu Yichen left the office building and drove to Qin Mu’s studio.

It started snowing!

Mu Yichen glanced at the snow-covered scene outside the car, feeling like this snow will surely engulf the city entirely, how could it be so heavy?

Qin Mu was holding a meeting with her team on the ground floor when someone suggested delaying the holiday this year, almost sparking a riot.

Qin Mu watched their antics and couldn’t help but laugh, sensing someone’s figure approaching. She glanced, seeing the man at the door.

He was wearing the coat she made for him and the sweater she helped choose for him.

With his tall, upright stature, Qin Mu couldn’t help but gaze transfixed and dreamily, as if he’d come from a dream.

Seeing Mu Yichen arrive, everyone quieted down. Qin Mu remained leaning against her colleague’s desk, hands lightly resting against the edge.

"Why did you..."

"It’s snowing outside! Want to head home early?"

Mu Yichen walked over, speaking before she could ask.

Qin Mu reflexively nodded slowly, agreeing.

Those around couldn’t help but feel like falling in love, holding their breath as the two merely stood face to face, mutual gaze eliciting envy.

Xiaomei sat nearby, twirling a ballpoint pen, observing their silence, and instinctively reminded: "Is our meeting over? Continue tomorrow?"

Just as the snow was falling outside.

After Xiaomei’s reminder, Qin Mu looked outside, nodding: "Let’s wrap it up today. The snow makes the road slippery, everyone should take care on the way home!"

Upon hearing this workday’s end, Xiaomei joyfully jumped up, wary of Mu Yichen critiquing her rashness, she then hurriedly left bowing low.

The others bid their farewells and departed too, leaving the couple standing there, accompanied by solitary silence.

"You interrupted our meeting!"

Qin Mu gently reminded him, her eyes unable to tear away from his face, yet showing no discontent.

"Did I arrive too early?"

Mu Yichen asked softly, his dark eyes gazing straight into hers.

"A bit! But it’s okay!"

Qin Mu said, straightening up, then turned to walk alongside him, looping an arm around his, lightly holding onto him.

Mu Yichen glanced down at her hand clasping his arm and murmured: "I knew this day would come."

"Hmm?"

Qin Mu looked up at him in confusion, not understanding.

"Someday, you’ll get used to holding my arm as we walk home together!"