His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 1643 - 459: The Beginning and the End (Part 5)

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Chapter 1643: Chapter 459: The Beginning and the End (Part 5)

"He’s back!"

Qin Mu walked in and casually mentioned, then sat on the armrest of the sofa next to the grandpa, leaving the big sofa for Mu Yichen to sit on himself.

Mu Yichen walked over and felt she was deliberately sitting by grandpa, but with so many people around, it wasn’t convenient to argue with her much. He glanced at Qin Mingzhu and Wang Huanyu, "Been here long?"

"Just arrived!"

Wang Huanyu replied.

"Grandpa just asked Qin Mu to call you, and you showed up. Quite timely."

Qin Mingzhu commented.

Only then did Mu Yichen realize that Qin Mu was outside; apparently, grandpa asked her to call him. But where did she call? Beyond the Pacific?

Mu Yichen sharply glanced at Qin Mu, who immediately turned her head to look elsewhere, pretending not to notice his look.

Mu Yichen chuckled lightly, "Yeah! With you two here, how dare I not be on time! If I come back late, Qin Mu might go all out on me!"

"I wouldn’t!"

Qin Mu instinctively retorted, somewhat stubbornly.

"You wouldn’t, outwardly!"

Mu Yichen countered.

Everyone...

Qin Mu couldn’t help but glare at him fiercely, thinking that by saying she wouldn’t outwardly, he meant she would secretly.

But after a few exchanges, both quieted down. The elders sighed inwardly with resignation. The young couple, puzzled, didn’t dare ask much, fearing things might worsen, especially since before they arrived, the leader had specifically instructed Qin Mingzhu not to speak indiscreetly. Qin Mingzhu’s memory was much better now than in the past, and she’s more perceptive.

Who says time won’t make one grow?

Time surely makes one grow!

After dinner, Wang Huanyu accompanied grandpa for a game of chess. Qin Mingzhu called Qin Mu to the playground area, supervising the kids playing, and asked her in a low voice, "Did you really have an argument with brother-in-law?"

"How did you figure that out?"

Qin Mu asked her puzzledly.

"I didn’t figure it out. Anyway, the Mu Yichen I know always has a cold demeanor, like others owe him millions, but my husband said you two argued. I find Wang Huanyu quite accurate in understanding people and things; what do you think?"

Qin Mingzhu’s big black eyes stared at Qin Mu with piercing insight, asking carefully.

"Hmm!"

Qin Mu replied sulkily with a rather bland expression.

"Ah! You really argued! But why? Isn’t he incredibly good to you, outwardly cold and indifferent yet like a fiery eagle in bed?"

Qin Mingzhu seemed to have come over with millions of questions, asking quietly as if worried the kids might hear something they shouldn’t.

"What kind of metaphor is that?"

Qin Mu disapprovingly furrowed her brow, thinking she’d never heard anyone metaphorically describe a man as such a ghostly image in bed.

"Uh! I’m not good with language! But Qin Mu, why did you two fight?"

Qin Mingzhu curiously leaned against the wall asking her.

"No reason, just whim!"

Qin Mu thought for a moment, lowered her eyes slightly, and softly replied.

Qin Mingzhu...

"Don’t go blabbering to Wang Huanyu!"

Qin Mu still didn’t want her matters with Mu Yichen to be known by outsiders. To her, Wang Huanyu indeed was an outsider.

"Oh!"

Qin Mingzhu obediently agreed, but her big eyes seemed to not have absorbed the warning.

"Auntie, why didn’t your baby come back?"

This time, Huanhuan wasn’t as averse to Qin Mingzhu as before; instead, she affectionately called her auntie.

"Because his grandparents can’t bear to part with him."

Qin Mingzhu explained gently to Huanhuan.

"Oh! So my little brother is also grandma’s precious, just like me and Chengcheng."

Huanhuan responded with mild disappointment, then immediately beamed joyfully.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but smile, thinking this kid, even at a young age, already competes so cleverly.

"Hahaha! Our little Huanhuan is becoming more adorable, sis, Huanhuan will be in first grade next year, right?"

"Yes!"

"Ah! When you brought her back, she was only two."

Qin Mingzhu couldn’t help but reflect on life, recalling how she always dressed like a princess back then, yet acted immaturely. At that time, she often clashed with Qin Mu, so Huanhuan viewed her as an enemy. Now that the sisters have reconciled, Huanhuan is much kinder to her. Qin Mingzhu thought about the events of recent years, suddenly touched, she smiled and gently patted Huanhuan’s little head.