His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 337 - 108 Compensation Required by President Mu (9)_1

Chapter 337: 108 Compensation Required by President Mu (9)_1

Qin Mu couldn’t fathom why Mr. Yang would send her an invitation, but there she was, standing with Wen Runuan in AM’s most luxurious banquet hall.

It could be said that both of them were regulars here, but still, there was a sense of unfamiliarity.

Especially Qin Mu, who, looking at the hustle and bustle inside, suddenly felt like an outsider.

Despite wearing a gown that was modest yet strikingly valuable, she still didn’t want to step forward and enter.

"Ready?"

Wen Runuan, on the other hand, had long been accustomed to seeing all kinds of unfamiliar faces and was used to playing a certain role in front of them. She suddenly turned around and asked Qin Mu softly.

Qin Mu turned back, locked eyes with her, offered a shallow smile, and then they both lifted their skirts and walked into the crowd together.

Clearly not the main character, but they exuded the aura of one.

Undoubtedly eye-catching, they hardly needed any makeup to become the focal point of the entire room.

Mr. Yang, along with Qin Mingzhu and Jing Qing, stood together, and when he saw Qin Mu and Wen Runuan arrive, he couldn’t help but laugh with a playful look in his eyes: indeed, they were breathtaking!

Every movement of Wen Runuan was as trained as Jing Qing’s, and even every glance she knew where to cast most fittingly, she handled herself with such ease here. Her thin lips curved slightly, and her inner double-lidded eyes slightly bent, made it such a treat for the gentlemen to lay eyes on someone like her at a common gathering.

As for Qin Mu...

Mr. Yang still remembered seeing Qin Mu at her studio a few days ago, dressed in comfortable light-colored clothing, with her long hair casually gathered to one side. Now, facing her, she appeared like a dazzling queen, her gaze devoid of everyone, yet seemingly holding the world within it.

It was difficult to divert one’s gaze from this woman.

When Qin Mu saw him, she also gave a slight nod, then approached and set down the fabric in her hand, nodding simply: Mr. Yang!

"Thank you, two beauties, for gracing this event with your presence!"

Mr. Yang said, taking a cup from a passing waiter and handing it to Wen Runuan, and then giving one to Qin Mu, looking completely different from the twenty-three or twenty-four-year-old boy he appeared to be on the day they had met.

Qin Mu gave him an extra glance when she took the glass, then looked beside him, where Jing Qing stood to his left, naturally full of airs. Jing Qing’s strong presence no doubt made many feel suffocated, including Wen Runuan present there.

But Qin Mu just offered a slight smile: Miss Jing, we meet again.

Jing Qing hadn’t expected such a greeting and her already unpleasant face became even more so.

"Miss Jing? I heard you two used to live in the same courtyard when you were kids, and were good sisters, right?"

Mr. Yang looked down at Qin Mu and then at Jing Qing.

Qin Mingzhu stood on the other side, holding her breath, silently waiting for the drama to unfold, her expression conservative.

Wen Runuan, on the other hand, involuntarily raised her eyebrows, looking at the man stirring trouble.

"You probably don’t understand the Miss Qin in front of you," Jing Qing said softly with scornful laughter. "She doesn’t like to be sisters with anyone."

Jing Qing’s eyes on Qin Mu held what seemed to be an irreconcilable hatred, yet she concealed it slightly.

Qin Mu smiled faintly and said no more.

"Is that so? I find Miss Qin quite pleasant to get along with."

Mr. Yang spoke in a non-offensive tone, but with a few words, he managed to turn Jing Qing’s face white with anger.

"If Mr. Yang likes Miss Qin so much, why not try pursuing her? I’m sure with Mr. Yang’s magnanimity, the small matter of her having a child out of wedlock wouldn’t be a concern, right?"

Jing Qing suddenly laughed with a tinge of sarcasm.

A few people around, curious, pricked up their ears to listen, and those who had been chatting animatedly fell silent, watching curiously towards their direction.

In the vast banquet hall, an awkwardness ensued.

"I remember seeing a little girl when I visited your studio the other day, oh right, it’s said she’s your precious daughter with Mr. Chen, right? It seems the Mu Family elders also quite like the girl."

"Yes!"

Mr. Yang continued to speak politely with her, unaffected by Jing Qing’s words.

Qin Mu, seeing his attitude, likewise, answered with composure.

Wen Runuan, observing the expressions of the few people in front of her, felt some things didn’t quite add up, but it wasn’t the right moment to analyze this with Qin Mu, so she simply stood there politely.

Jing Qing turned and glared at Mr. Yang for a few seconds, then, frustrated, she bypassed him and strode out.

Mr. Yang tilted his head slightly, watching Jing Qing leave and then frowned helplessly with a wry smile: what troublesome woman, but my old man insists I chase after her. You tell me, how should I, so young, chase a woman who’s nearly thirty?