His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 828: The Chairman Mu wants to shut down her studio?_5

"Should I give Mom a call?" she asked.

"No need!"

Mu Yichen felt his wife still wasn’t focused enough, even at this time she was thinking about calling home; was he not doing his job well enough?

So, he decided to apply a few more tricks to keep her mind off anything else.

But...

"Mom will worry!"

Qin Mu reminded in a low voice.

"She’s already used to it."

Mu Yichen bit her gently and unconsciously let out a smile, reminding her.

Qin Mu...

Now, she was nearly fainting from being toyed with by the robust President Mu; she just wanted to appear not too miserable and weak, but it seemed President Mu had no intention of giving her that chance.

Mu Yichen still carried her to the sofa, for fear that too much force might hurt her against the door.

So, he supported her as they moved back towards the sofa.

Qin Mu wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, breathing weakly, feeling the warmth of his chest, even through his shirt.

Mu Yichen gently kissed her ear, soothing her as he carried her and sat down on the sofa.

He unbuttoned his shirt to let their skin touch.

In the dimly lit living room, the sufficiently spacious sofa had already become their tool.

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By the time they returned to the bedroom, it was well into the night, Qin Mu was weakly carried to bed by him, and he lay beside her looking at her feeble figure, about to collapse, and couldn’t help but feel distressed, gently kissing her lips.

"I’m going to run the bathwater!"

"Don’t wanna bathe now, let’s do it in the morning!"

After Qin Mu muttered, in fact, she was afraid that he might lose control again in the bathroom.

"Then I’ll grab a towel to wipe you down a bit; you’re covered in sweat, okay?"

Qin Mu did not retort this time, but... wasn’t it just about wiping off sweat?

The next day, Qin Mu had no strength to get up for work and answered Xiaomei’s call only to hear her screaming on the phone: "The clients have been waiting for you for half an hour, didn’t you say you’d never be late?"

"..."

Qin Mu’s ears hurt from the noise, and the moment she remembered she had things to do today, she sprang up from the bed.

Her appearance was disheveled, her eyes empty as she gave the room a once-over.

Dead silent! Where is President Mu?

"Mu Yichen..."

As she called out for him, her entire throat complained, uncomfortable.

She thought she could call out gently last night, enticing him with her voice.

But...

She ended up following his command, losing herself to him.

Mu Yichen was preparing breakfast, therefore he didn’t hear her calling.

By the time he came upstairs, she had already washed up and was dressing, tucking her white shirt into her blue skirt.

Her little behind was enveloped, not big but exceptionally perky.

He couldn’t help but linger at the doorway, greedily gazing at her, unable to take his eyes off her neat figure.

When Qin Mu turned around and saw him, she couldn’t help but tease: "Can you really enjoy this? I’m already late for work."

"I thought we both weren’t going to work this morning. You have work?"

Qin Mu...

On second thought, it made sense; it was already past ten, and by the time she’d get to the studio it’d be past eleven. The clients had rescheduled already, so...

"Forget it! Have you prepared breakfast?"

Qin Mu suddenly felt a bit hungry.

"Yeah!"

Mu Yichen responded, with his hands crossed over his chest, his eyes still fixated on her as she smartly got ready.

She tied her hair up, neither too high nor too low, revealing her face as fresh as a lotus out of water, and that beautiful, biteable neckline of hers.

Most importantly, today was the first time he saw her in that blue skirt; it made her legs look exceptionally long, long enough to elicit a reaction from him.

"Let’s go eat, I’m starving!"

Qin Mu’s throat was still uncomfortable, so she was in a bad mood.

It’s normal to feel out of energy the next day after playing so hard at night.

Qin Mu comforted herself as she walked forward.

But Mu Yichen was blocking the doorway: "Dear, I suddenly have a great idea."

Qin Mu was puzzled when he called her dear, she looked up at him with curiosity: What great idea?

Seeing the domineering look in his eyes, Qin Mu’s heart suddenly tightened, could it be...

"No way, I’ll be spent if you come at me again!"

Qin Mu hastily took a step back, hugging herself defensively.

"Ten minutes!"

President Mu said cheerfully.

Qin Mu...

The thing is there was just-cooked breakfast downstairs, and he feared it would get cold if they dallied too long, losing its current flavor.

So ten minutes, he could already do that.

But...

The freak didn’t even take off her underwear, ha!

From the outside, her top didn’t look disheveled, and her hair was still neat, but underneath...

After Qin Mu went downstairs, she couldn’t help but ask in the dining room: Are we having breakfast or lunch now?

"Sorry, I didn’t control the time well, I’ll definitely stick to the schedule next time."

Mu Yichen apologized to her, pretending to be very gentlemanly.

But Qin Mu had the urge to chew him up into mincemeat in her mouth.

Stick to the schedule?

Anyway, she wouldn’t believe him again in the future.

"This skirt suits you very well today, wear blue more often."

President Mu suddenly remarked.

Qin Mu looked up at him, then couldn’t help but tease with a laugh: "Dear, do you know how many blue clothes I have? From large to small, from fat to thin, though I seldom wear them, it’s definitely not the first time, so can you tell me why you have such a beastly reaction today?"

She suddenly got serious, and Mu Yichen lowered his dark eyes, feeling that he had started a very poor topic.

She often wears blue?

But this dark blue skirt, he felt like he was seeing it for the first time.

But if he continued to argue with her, Mu Yichen feared the meal would get cold, so he quickly said: Let’s talk over the meal.

Qin Mu then picked up her chopsticks again but couldn’t help glaring at him once more before starting to eat.

So exhausted she almost felt faint, how could she have an appetite?

Her legs were so sore that she could hardly move.

In the afternoon...

She might as well not go to work.

But...

Qin Mu looked up at the man already eating, suddenly retracted what she had just said to herself; if she didn’t go to work, wouldn’t she just end up being tormented by him here?

Better sneak back home!

It would be best for him not to know where she is, to prevent him from following her.

"However, how many gifts has that Li Yu guy really sent you?" Mu Yichen brought up the topic from last night again.

Qin Mu’s hand trembled with fright, almost unable to hold her chopsticks.

"How could I remember? It’s not like I’m the one giving gifts to others."

Qin Mu muttered then suddenly felt like eating, bowing her head and hurrying through her meal.

Mu Yichen looked at her and chuckled, a touch of ruthlessness suddenly appearing in his devilish eyes.

"If there’s a next time, we might as well not open the studio."

"What?"

Qin Mu’s eyes widened in shock, nearly popping out. He wanted her to close down the studio simply because someone gave her gifts?

"I think you’re more suited to be a full-time Mrs. Mu at home, you can draw whatever you like when you’re free, there are enough people at home for you to draw, right?"

Qin Mu...

She never imagined President Mu could be so despicable.

He actually had the idea of making her close down the studio, which was terrifying.

Seeing his eyes quick as a leopard, a fire suddenly rose in Qin Mu’s heart, climbing up to her throat.

"Mu Yichen if you dare to mess with my studio, I’ll never let you off."

"You think I’m afraid of you?"