His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 1719 - 481: The Beginning and the End (26)_2

There’s just no sound in the room, not even the sound of footsteps, it all feels a bit unreal.

"Qin Mu, I’m still worried. What if Jian Yan doesn’t like boys?"

Xiao Wei didn’t mind, her heart is now completely filled with this little fellow.

There was still no sound behind her. Xiao Wei saw that the baby had almost finished eating and wasn’t sucking much anymore, so she covered herself and then turned to look behind her.

She was already feeling weak, and after seeing the person behind her, she couldn’t move anymore, just standing there foolishly staring at Jian Yan.

It didn’t even take a few seconds before her eyes became scorching hot, and the tears that had been held back for so long began to flow uncontrollably, but she bit her lip hard to keep herself from crying out.

She couldn’t even believe it, that the man standing in front of her, still looking quite good, was really Jian Yan.

Or was it just an illusion because she thought about it day and night?

Compared to Xiao Wei, Jian Yan was too composed. Just as Qin Mu said, you couldn’t see any emotion on his face.

He walked up to her, leaned over before sitting down, and gently helped her lie down. Xiao Wei looked at him foolishly, while Jian Yan maintained his posture, looking at the little one on the other side.

He couldn’t believe that this woman had secretly given birth to his child.

He thought only Mu Yichen would be that lucky. He thought Xiao Wei’s sudden disappearance was due to his coldness, making her finally give up.

Jian Yan held the child in his arms, gently supporting him, because he had held Huanhuan before, so he was quite adept at holding children.

Xiao Wei lay on the bed, afraid to say or ask anything, just quietly watching him.

Jian Yan holding their child made Xiao Wei think that Jian Yan might not really dislike this boy. Her heart was inexplicably excited, and the tears that had just stopped a while ago once again flowed down her cheeks.

It was almost noon when Jian Yan left the room, and during this time, neither Qin Mu nor Mu Yichen disturbed them.

Jian Yan crossed the street to the house that Mu Yichen mentioned.

Inside, Qin Mu listened to the doorbell but didn’t move at all. Her eyes were clearly anxious, but she tried desperately to control it.

Actually, after Mu Yichen brought her back, her heart had settled, but thinking of meeting Jian Yan, she was still very angry. She would rather leave, if not for the fact she felt she should greet Xiao Wei.

Mu Yichen was packing their luggage. Hearing the sound, he walked out and saw Qin Mu sitting there silently. Unable to help himself, he sighed: "Mrs. Mu, maybe you should go to the room, and after I send him away, you can come out!"

Qin Mu immediately looked up and glared at him, her eyes seemingly saying: How could you be so impudent!

Mu Yichen chuckled, then went to open the door.

His heart was indeed sour, but Mr. Mu seemed resigned.

Jian Yan stood at the door for a while, finally someone came to open it, and it turned out to be Mu Yichen. When he looked up, he felt a bit disappointed, but also slightly relieved.

"Why? You seem disappointed to see me!"

Mu Yichen asked him.

"Indeed quite disappointed! Where’s my apprentice?"

Jian Yan asked, not giving Mr. Mu much face.

"She’s inside, but I’m not sure you should see her, because once you meet, she might just want to stab you!"

Mu Yichen stood in the middle of the doorway, playfully teasing Jian Yan, with no intention of letting him in.

"No need for your concern! The issues between master and apprentice, we’ll resolve ourselves!"

Jian Yan replied calmly.

Qin Mu sat inside on the sofa, almost standing up several times, having heard what Mu Yichen said. It was fortunate Jian Yan insisted on seeing her.

Perhaps because he was the master, when he made his way to the living room, Qin Mu had already stood up, stubbornly, silently staring at him.

Just like when they worked together back then, she was only a sensible apprentice, doing her work without mixing any personal feelings.

Jian Yan hadn’t reached the sofa yet. Seeing her, he stopped in his tracks.

Mu Yichen didn’t walk in either, leaning against the door, looking at the weather outside. They were finally going back, so he could give Jian Yan some time to properly apologize to his wife.