His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 856 - 243 I’m not drunk!_2

She wanted to drink some hot water.

Mu Yichen went upstairs, because he really couldn’t stand his clothes anymore.

After Qin Mu finished drinking her water, she poured another cup for him, but he had already gone upstairs, so she took the water upstairs.

Feng Fanghua heard the noise and came out of her room: "You’re back!"

The voice wasn’t loud, but it was just loud enough for Qin Mu to hear.

"Yes! Did I disturb your rest with dad?"

Qin Mu replied, then softly asked.

"What time is it? We just lay down for a bit, is everything okay with your dad?"

Feng Fanghua asked her.

"It’s fine, it was just Qin Mingzhu and Wang Huanyu there, inviting me for a meal."

Qin Mu explained.

"Oh! Then go wash up and get some sleep, this rain seems like it’s not stopping anytime soon, I will go pour a cup of water too."

"I’ll help you..."

"No, no need!"

Feng Fanghua quickly stopped her with her hand and went downstairs herself.

Qin Mu watched her go downstairs before returning to her room, feeling that such greetings and refusals were truly warm.

This is what she could not enjoy in Paris.

By the time he came out after showering, Qin Mu was still hugging her phone on the couch, intensely looking as Wen Runuan asked her about the shooting situation for tomorrow.

Mu Yichen, drying his hair, walked over and curiously peeked at her phone behind her back without realizing it.

He suddenly remembered, she had booked two major stars to help her with the promotion.

"Are you done showering?"

Qin Mu felt a drop of water on her hand and looked up to ask him.

"Yes!"

Mu Yichen too glanced at her, then stood up straight and continued to dry his hair, holding the towel he used before picking her up.

Qin Mu thought to herself, he washed up pretty fast, she had no idea that he actually washed earlier too.

"Give it to me, I’ll go wash it!"

Qin Mu stood up and took the towel he was about to throw away.

Mu Yichen now felt like biting her but had to suppress his urge.

Because it seemed like she was still chatting with him, and also did not seem to intentionally avoid him, but, she just avoided him.

Just when he was about to touch her, she left.

And it seemed so natural.

Latter, after showering and putting on a face mask, Qin Mu lay on her bed and massaged her face.

Mu Yichen watched his phone beside her, occasionally glancing at her, couldn’t really see her true face, therefore reluctantly returned to his phone.

"By the way, what exactly happened that time?"

"Qin Mingzhu took your phone and called me saying you were drunk."

Mu Yichen replied, but his deep eyes still fixed on the phone without moving away.

"She’s really not making things easy."

Qin Mu said, pressing her face.

"Hmph!"

Mu Yichen had nothing good to say; he really thought Qin Mu was drunk, their relationship had been bad recently, and communication was scarce, he worried she might accidentally get drunk outside.

As it turned out...

She seemed to have controlled herself very well, rarely embarrassing herself by getting drunk.

Last time he booked the entire western restaurant wanting to get her drunk, but she ended up getting herself drunk.

However, after that day, their relationship seemed to have worsened.

Latter, Qin Mu wearing her mask fell asleep, Mu Yichen turned over, gently removed her dried mask, then leaned next to her, softly patting her cheek: "Qin Mu!"

Qin Mu moved a bit, turned over intending to sleep.

"Go wash your face!"

"Hmm? Sleep now!"

Mu Yichen...

Then Qin Mu felt like her face had been slapped, and it still hurt, so she lethargically opened her eyes, only to fully wake up upon seeing his chest.

"What happened?"

She got up with a confused expression looking at him.

"Go wash your face, the mask has dried."

Only then did Qin Mu remember, and holding her face, she quickly got out of bed and ran off, then turned back: "Mu Yichen, did you just slap my face?"

Mu Yichen didn’t respond to her, just continued lying there casually browsing his phone.

Qin Mu felt her face still hurt.

Qin Mu washed her face, got ready, and came out again, still unable to resist glancing at him: "Did you hit me or not?"

"Nope!"

Mu Yichen shook his head, continuing to focus on his phone.

Qin Mu walked around, lifted the blanket, and lay down while still glaring at him.

Mu Yichen turned to look at her and then asked: "Does your face hurt? Could it be because the mask was left on too long?"

Qin Mu scorned him, knowing from his look that he was up to no good, so she laid down to sleep, ignoring him.

Who knew that just as she lay down and turned her head towards the window, she was hugged from behind.

Qin Mu’s heart fiercely trembled, but he held her: "Let’s sleep together!"

"If it weren’t for worrying about what my parents would think, I would have kicked you out by now, unless you forced me, otherwise I’m always resisting."

Qin Mu patiently reminded him that unless he forced her, her strength wouldn’t suffice to stop him, but given their current situation of mutual dislike and unwillingness to yield to one another, Qin Mu would absolutely not engage in relations with him.

Mu Yichen actually did want to force her, but remembering the distraught words she tearfully told him that night, he turned over to lie behind her, looked down at the dark, blurry light fixture, and pondered.

Qin Mu then tightened the blanket around herself and slept.

She fell asleep quickly, but Mu Yichen found it hard to fall asleep.

After listening to her even breathing, he turned around, embraced her, and gingerly slid his hand inside her pajamas, slowly burying his face in her neck only after feeling the warmth of her skin.

Kissing her hair’s faint fragrant scent, Mu Yichen also felt a lot more at ease.

Whenever he thought about her words suggesting they might as well break it off, his heart seemed to bleed.

Asking her to give up was all too easy.

The next day Qin Mu took Feng Fanghua to the store, where the advertisement was being shot inside JY. Qin Mu had promised Feng Fanghua that she would arrange for the photographer to take a series of portraits for her, and of course, she intended to fulfill that promise.

Mu Zihao stayed home with the children, but seeing his son had not yet left, he called him over: "You take Chengcheng to work today."

"Huh?"

"I’m going to see your mom."

Mu Yichen...

"Who knows what those two talk about all day, your mom has been letting loose more and more lately, almost like she wants a second spring."

Mu Zihao frowned and muttered, actually talking to himself; but coincidentally, Mu Yichen, standing nearby, heard everything.

So in the end, the father and son together took Chengcheng to JY.

Since it was a day for shooting the advertisement, the store wasn’t open for business. When the father and son duo arrived, they saw it was quiet at the entrance.

The staff had already set up the required lighting, the corridor was polished to a shine, and Wen Runuan and Li Yu had already changed into their outfits.

Qin Mu and Feng Fanghua stood by watching, Feng Fanghua excitedly clutching her chest: "It’s my first time watching an advertisement shoot live, this feels pretty great."

"Is it?"

Qin Mu asked, her eyes still fixed on Li Yu.

Xiaomei stood next to Li Yu, turning her head to glance at Qin Mu.

"Take off the tie."

Qin Mu commanded.

Xiaomei nodded and immediately removed the tie hanging around Li Yu’s neck.

Wen Runuan’s lipstick was originally a taupe shade, but Qin Mu felt it was unsuitable, so after greeting Feng Fanghua, she went to Wen Runuan, who was being worked on by the makeup artist, and asked: "Could we change the muted red to something brighter? We’re about to sell the autumn collection, um...how about orange?"

As Qin Mu said this, she looked toward the box filled with a series of lipsticks.

"I also think this color is too everyday, let’s go with orange then!"

Two designers were helping them match more outfits, the two celebrities surrounded by a cluster of people.

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