His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 435 - 130 OK, agreed! _3

Chapter 435: 130 OK, agreed! _3

Wen Runuan said as she also touched her own slightly protruding belly, Qin Mu also glanced at her belly, "Don’t be anxious, after all, it’s just ten months."

"Yes! I’ll wait patiently!"

Touching her belly, Wen Runuan agreed, but in fact, she felt a bit impatient, as if all the fame and fortune had suddenly become unimportant.

"I’ve brought a dress, could you help me modify it a bit? The waist is a bit tight, but I want to wear it to an event next week, only this one!"

"Let’s go upstairs, try it on and see!"

Qin Mu immediately picked up his bag and stepped forward to help her.

The two of them then went upstairs together to alter clothes, and later, as Qin Mu was helping her with the alterations, she sat on the sofa drinking tea and asked, "Do you know that Yang Qianxi is now with Jing Qing?"

"She didn’t tell me, but I guessed it!"

Actually, Qin Mu initially intended for Yang Qianxi to follow Wen Runuan, but out of concern that it would cause Runuan trouble, he didn’t say so, and Yang Qianxi indeed ended up with Jing Qing.

It was probably out of spite!

But what does it matter?

If they are destined to be at odds!

That afternoon, Qin Haiming called her, saying many apologies, yet Qin Mu didn’t utter a word.

Had Qin Haiming finally seen through Zhang Rujia’s true colors?

Not yet!

He saw the bad things Zhang Rujia was doing now, but what about the past?

Qin Mu felt that Zhang Rujia must have kept things from Qin Haiming back then or perhaps even Qin Mingzhu didn’t know.

Mu Yichen was already helping her investigate the past between Qin Haiming and Zhang Rujia, at that time, Qin Haiming was not the Qin Haiming he is now, he was just a minor official.

She thought, if Qin Haiming had had his current status back then, perhaps Zhang Rujia wouldn’t have waited so many years.

But over twenty years had passed, and digging into the past was no easy feat.

She might have thrown a big problem Mu Yi’s way, but he still took it on.

——

Qin Family!

"You won’t divorce?"

"I won’t divorce, just as I said before, I’ll only be a widow in this lifetime, there won’t be a divorce!"

The Qin family’s dinner was already quite desolate, even if the husband and wife were both at the dining table, the atmosphere wasn’t the same as before, and now they were on the verge of separation.

"If I weren’t the mayor today, would you still be so adamant?"

When she said these words to him years ago, he was moved, deeply moved.

But now, hearing them, he only felt it was ridiculous.

"I would! Do you think I’m only after your position? When you were nothing, I gave birth to Mingzhu."

Qin Haiming looked at Zhang Rujia’s wronged expression and suddenly fell silent. Indeed, back then he had nothing, and they hadn’t been in contact much since that night, as she appeared out of nowhere.

"Husband, you can leave me, but can I move to the guest room? Just don’t divorce me, unless you’ve found another woman you like."

"I’m not so sentimental!"

Qin Haiming turned his head away, no longer looking at her, and responded with some irritation.

"Then let me stay, at least I can take care of you when you are sick."

Zhang Rujia’s thickly foundation-coated face already bore tear marks, that wholehearted devotion for a man now seemed scarcely credible to people.

"You should move out too, I heard Mingzhu is living in the house you bought outside. Go live with her!"

Whether to divorce or not didn’t matter anymore, but he truly didn’t want to continue living with this malicious woman.

She had repeatedly promised she would be kind to Qin Mu, but in the blink of an eye...

He personally saw the videos of people bullying Qin Mu and had found out that everything they did was under her orders.

Moreover, it appeared that this wasn’t the first time she used his position to instruct his people to do something improper.

"Husband! We’ve been together for so many years, do you really have the heart to let me go? Do you really have no feelings for me at all?"

Zhang Rujia continued down the path of playing the victim.

"Feelings? I do miss the gentle and considerate woman from the past, but how can I dare to have any feelings for the current ruthless woman who abuses power? Today you schemed against my daughter, who knows if tomorrow it will be my turn?"

Qin Haiming laughed, then put down his chopsticks and left the dining room.

"Go pack the madam’s luggage and send her to the young miss."

Zhang Rujia sat in the dining room, listening as Qin Haiming instructed the household servants to pack her luggage, clenching the chopsticks in her hands unconsciously too tightly. Was he really so heartless toward her?

Past ten at night, Zhang Rujia’s luggage was brought to that apartment. The driver dropped her off and left. Zhang Rujia pushed open the door, calling out, "Mingzhu!"

The room was completely empty without a trace of Qin Mingzhu. She looked up, and when the dispirited her had searched every corner of the house and then despondently sat down on the sofa.

How could Qin Mingzhu possibly be at home at this hour?

That girl wouldn’t come back until after twelve!

Feeling utterly hopeless, her husband didn’t want her, her daughter was disappointing, what was she supposed to do? In the not-so-deep night, she too began to suffer in agony on the couch.

—

That night, Jiang Zhiyuan, Qiao Yi, and Zhao Huai went to a nightclub to pick up girls. The three single men prepared to have a good time, but before they found any ladies, they saw a girl surrounded by a group of boys, drunk high in the dance floor.

"Isn’t that Qin Mingzhu?"

Zhao Huai leaned against the bar, watching the crowd.

Jiang Zhiyuan and Qiao Yi struck the same pose, leaning there and looking in that direction. Who else could that be, if not Qin Mingzhu?

A boy was holding her pert butt and flirting with her; the two of them wriggling around as if boneless, with Qin Mingzhu deliberately biting her lip, looking very seductive, making the surrounding men whistle.

"Does this girl know what she’s doing?"

Qiao Yi took a sip of his drink and asked, frowning.

"Could she have been drugged?"

Jiang Zhiyuan squinted too, watching her suddenly bend her head and vigorously shake it, seemingly like she was on drugs.

"Are we going to intervene?"

Jiang Zhiyuan looked to Qiao Yi and asked.

"Ask Yichen!"

He ordered, and as the junior, Zhao Huai immediately took out his phone to shoot a short video and sent it to Mu Yichen.

"Yichen wouldn’t care about this sort of thing, but for the mayor’s daughter to be playing so wild here... tsk tsk tsk..."

Jiang Zhiyuan shook his head repeatedly, thinking that these people really had some nerve.