His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 1630 - 455: The Whole Story (Part 1) - Loving So Stubbornly_4
"What I want is not the new clothes you prepared for me with this attitude. If it’s like this, can’t I buy them anywhere?"
Mu Yichen turned over again; he didn’t want to see her aggrieved look and deliberately turned his back to her.
Qin Mu was so angry; she turned around and sat beside him, then didn’t speak another word to him.
The room fell silent, neither of them spoke.
However, later Mu Yichen moved a little closer to her, and when Qin Mu was tired, she lay down in the place where he’d been lying.
Just curled up in that small world, she couldn’t help but forcibly pull the quilt toward her.
Mu Yichen’s chest felt a chill, and instinctively, he lifted his hand to grab the quilt, but Qin Mu pulled harder, like a child fighting over a beloved toy.
"Are you going to sleep or not?"
Qin Mu couldn’t win, so she turned her upper body toward him and, with great temper, questioned him.
Mu Yichen...
The quilt was successfully snatched by Qin Mu. She immediately wrapped herself tightly, not leaving him a single corner, and went to sleep.
Mu Yichen shivered from the cold. Actually, there were a few quilts in the closet, but neither of them wanted to get out of bed to fetch one.
In the middle of the night, when Qin Mu fell asleep, Mu Yichen quietly turned around and then moved closer to her.
As long as they don’t sleep separately, what’s the matter with fighting over the quilt?
Let her have it all!
When she fell asleep, he crawled in, and it was OK!
Mu Yichen thought this and indeed did so, quietly.
Qin Mu still moved a bit. Because his body was cold, as soon as he touched her back, her unconscious reaction was to resist.
However, Mu Yichen, without daring to immediately hold her, waited until she gradually became accustomed to his body temperature before embracing her.
In the middle of the night, in the dark, Mu always finally snuggled under the blanket, sighing lightly.
It wasn’t easy!
For three days straight, every morning, the first thing she did upon waking was looking for her phone, always caught by Mu Yichen.
But he couldn’t endure every morning; for example, on the third morning, he suddenly walked over, snatched the phone from her hand, and threw it onto the floor outside the sofa.
Qin Mu couldn’t snatch it back, and, equally fluidly, her eyes followed his hand as it fell to where her phone landed, then she immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
"Are you crazy, Mu Yichen?"
She shouted unhappily, then pushed him backward with her hand and lowered her head to pick up her phone.
Mu Yichen followed forward, and just as she picked up the phone to see if it could still be used, he, in the next moment, grabbed her elbow and directly pulled her up.
Qin Mu felt as if half a arm had been torn from her shoulder; she looked at him in disbelief.
The phone screen was shattered, and it seemed her heart was shattered with it.
"Does this make sense to you?"
Qin Mu pushed him slightly, throwing the phone into his arms.
Mu Yichen looked at her with a grim face, not bothering to catch the phone in his arms, and it fell to the ground again, completely smashed this time.
Mu Yichen’s dark eyes stared straight at her.
"What did you just say? I’m crazy? Qin Mu, ever since you learned Jian Yan was missing, the person who’s been crazy has always been you, not me!"
Mu Yichen frowned, coldly criticizing.
Qin Mu was crazed with anger, her eyes blurry, yet still looked at him, unable to say a word.
"You tell me, every morning you clutch your phone like it’s a lifeline—who exactly are you performing for?"
Mu Yichen pushed her into the sofa, questioning coldly.
Qin Mu’s mind spun, pitch-black, her heart almost jumping out of her throat; luckily, her throat was small.
"I’m not performing for anyone, I’m just waiting for news of my mentor, what’s the problem?"
Qin Mu lightly laughed, looking up at him.
Mu Yichen’s jet-black eyes fiercely confronting Qin Mu’s somewhat resentful gaze, then he laughed mockingly, hands on hips, staring at the woman sitting in the sofa still so imposing.
"What’s the problem? On your husband’s bed, thinking about another man until you’re crazy, you tell me what’s the problem?"
Almost every word was through clenched teeth.
It seemed he was bitterly hateful towards Jian Yan!
Qin Mu’s eyes felt heavy, and inside, the rolling liquid felt like boiling water.
Her breath also turned hot, watching the man standing there high above, then silently lower her head, wiping away the tears that made her eyes feel dry.
"Why suddenly get angry with me? You just need to help me find him—us is us, Jian Yan is Jian Yan—before, when he was sick, you even encouraged me to go to Paris to see him, didn’t you? Why suddenly—like this now?"
Qin Mu wanted to ask him why suddenly uncalm, why suddenly filled with hatred, but the words halted at her lips.
Mu Yichen hearing her hoarse voice, his gaze also finally shifted elsewhere.
"Because you were always calm before, but this time you aren’t!"
Mu Yichen’s voice suddenly became very soft, carrying a hint of jealousy, not as extreme as just moments before.
"He disappeared without telling me anything! He didn’t even mention to me he was going to vanish for a while, nor did he tell anyone, Xiao Wei pregnant looking for him, what if something happens to her out of worry, and what about Jian Yan’s health—we both know—we must find him immediately."
