His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 1673 - 467: The Beginning and the End (13)

On the way back from the Qin Family, Mu Yichen suddenly let out a chuckle.

"Do you agree with your father’s words?"

Mu Yichen still asked Qin Mu.

Qin Mu turned to look at him, seeing the dissatisfaction in his eyes, the frustration on his face, and then she looked out the window: "He’s just speaking on behalf of his daughter, isn’t that what fathers do? What are you so angry about?"

Qin Mu didn’t answer directly, but this explanation and rhetorical question made Mu Yichen want to sarcastically retort, though he held his tongue for the sake of their son and daughter sitting in the back.

As soon as they got home, he handed the children over to someone else and went upstairs, tugging at his shirt buttons.

The elders didn’t understand why he was so angry.

Qin Mu just sighed helplessly, greeted the elders, and followed him upstairs.

The door to their bedroom was slammed shut, and Mu Yichen looked at the woman walking ahead: "I really don’t know whether to commend you for being rational or criticize you for being too indifferent. I’m your husband!"

"You don’t need to keep reminding me that you’re my husband — I’ve remembered that well for several years now!"

Qin Mu said to him, and when she looked at him again, her eyes showed a hint of annoyance.

The spacious room was quiet and heavy, as if something weighty was descending from the air, about to shatter upon hitting the ground.

Mu Yichen’s dark eyes seemed laced with poison as he looked at her with disdain, genuinely provoked by her seemingly clever demeanor at this moment.

"You remember everything, both your feelings for me and your feelings for Jian Yan! You always know how to prioritize what’s important, but now, even I, our kids, and this whole family can be sacrificed for Jian Yan!"

Mu Yichen mocked with a sneer, but his words were spoken through clenched teeth.

Each word hurt the woman standing before him.

"I never thought of sacrificing anything for Jian Yan. Can’t we just respect him together? Can’t we find him together? You say you love me, but that man is indebted to the woman you love. You always think my mind is full of Jian Yan, but if that were true, would I still be here, even if it’s just to argue with you relentlessly?"

Qin Mu was very troubled, feeling like Mu Yichen was driving her crazy.

He could be jealous, but shouldn’t there be a limit?

He could be angry, but shouldn’t it wait until they find Jian Yan?

By then, whether he wants to vent his anger or express his frustration, she would go along with him.

But for now, can’t they just focus on finding Jian Yan?

She was a bit angry now, angry at Mu Yichen’s lack of understanding, lack of support! Angry at Jian Yan for leaving without a word! Turning her life into a tangled mess!

Jian Yan certainly forgot that her husband is a jealous man, and wouldn’t have thought that because of him, two women who would never have interacted are now frequently on the phone, and his apprentice often listens to his woman’s anxiety, feeling immense pressure!

Qin Mu thought of her carefree old self; why should she care about anyone’s life or death? Jian Yan is not a child!

Why did she become so indecisive, feeling like every day lasts a year, so dissatisfied?

Qin Mu thought back to her past self, decisive and daring, never letting anything hold her back, but now, in front of the man she loves most, she finds herself unable to move an inch.

Mu Yichen looked at her coldly, did her words mean she was unwilling to stand here? Was she sure to go find Jian Yan?

Mu Yichen sneered again, his eyes interwoven with ruthlessness and helplessness, indifference and hatred.

"It seems everyone thinks I’m petty now, which is right, I’ve always been petty. All these years, I’ve been cautious every step of the way, Qin Mu, it’s because I care about you too much!"

He suddenly lowered his head, the somber tone revealing some disappointment, and surrender.

Yes, Qin Mu heard the resignation in his tone, as if he was giving up on their relationship.

"I’ve turned Paris upside down and haven’t found any trace of Jian Yan. I’m giving up! I’m also letting go, of you!"

He suddenly looked at her, his dark eyes so captivating and piercing.

Qin Mu stared at him, not understanding a single word he said in the last minute.

It was unclear whose heartbeat suddenly slowed, restrained.

It was unclear whose strong heart, little by little, like a sandcastle on the shore, being gently battered by the waves, was falling apart slowly.