His Beloved Treasure Chapter 1200 - 336: Maybe He Already Regrets It (4)

Jiang Zhiyuan scratched the back of his head, not daring to look at him again.

Mu Yichen’s eyebrows were furrowed: "She asked you to co and get her luggage? She asked you to co and get her luggage, and you just did? Whose side are you on anyway?"

"Uh! Of course I’m on your side! It’s just that Xiaomu in Paris has no clothes to wear, which is quite pitiful, so I just... wanted to secretly handle this matter for her while you were away."

Jiang Zhiyuan looked at Mu Yichen again, timidly.

Mu Yichen said nothing, his dark pupils fixedly staring at Jiang Zhiyuan.

"Alright! I’m afraid if I don’t help her with her luggage, she won’t help with advice on pursuing An Nan in the future!"

Jiang Zhiyuan was about to cry, scared by Brother Cen’s cold face.

"Then go ahead! It’s in the bedroom!"

Mu Yichen said, making room for him.

"Really?"

Jiang Zhiyuan’s heart was pounding, he was actually too scared to go and get it.

"Really!"

Mu Yichen agreed, standing aside, his hands naturally hanging down before slowly inserting them into his pockets, arrogantly raising his head, looking a bit displeased at Jiang Zhiyuan.

Jiang Zhiyuan saw disappointnt in his eyes, thought it over, and then smiled: "Well, I better not get it for her! I shouldn’t ddle too much in the matters between you two. I’ll take my leave now!"

Mu Yichen stood there watching Jiang Zhiyuan escape as if fleeing, then sighed helplessly.

The butler stood nearby watching: "Young master!"

"It’s fine! You go ahead, mind your business!"

Mu Yichen said, then raised his eyes towards the study.

Jiang Zhiyuan said he ca to get Qin Mu’s suitcase, but why doesn’t he believe it?

Jiang Zhiyuan’s heart was about to jump out in fright, he took a deep breath after running out of their house, sowhat relieved.

Mu Yichen went into the study and discovered the computer was running, even though the screen was off.

He heard the sound of the computer running, perhaps because the study was too quiet at this ti, he could hear it so clearly.

He walked forward, stood behind the desk, and looked at the computer screen, slowly took his hands out of his pockets, and turned on the screen switch.

Oh!

Jiang Zhiyuan’s WeChat had a file being transferred, the sender was Qin Mu’s account.

Qin Mu had also sent him two ssages, Mu Yichen calmly pulled out a chair and sat there, placing his two handso hands on the keyboard beside him.

Xiaomu: "Is it him?"

Xiaomu: "Are you okay?"

Mu Yichen raised his hand and typed a few words to send her: "It’s fine! It’s not him!"

Xiaomu: "Scared to death!"

"What’s there to be afraid of? He’s not a demon!" Mu Yichen sent back.

"He’s not a demon! He’s scarier than a demon! Don’t you think so?" Qin Mu asked.

"Don’t think so!"

Mu Yichen replied!

"Forget it then!"

Qin Mu sent him another ssage but said nothing more.

However, Mu Yichen, sitting there for a while, saw no new ssage from her on the screen, unable to resist asking her again: "Why aren’t you coming back?"

Qin Mu was staring blankly at her computer, picked up her phone again upon hearing that: "How to co back? Cen Brother doesn’t seem to want back!"

"Oh? What did he say?"

Mu Yichen typed a line, pressed the enter key, and sent.

"I forgot the specifics, anyway, he said he wouldn’t co to find , doesn’t that an he doesn’t want back? Besides, isn’t he doing well over there? There are female journalists, hotel people, he’s full and not hungry!"

Qin Mu thought for a mont, then said.

"Are you so sure he needs those who force themselves on him? And I heard he wants you to co back voluntarily, it doesn’t an he doesn’t wish you to return!"

Mu Yichen paused typing here, then resud: "Qin Mu, you’re not here, he’s not doing well at all!"

Qin Mu felt a sudden shock in her heart upon reading that.

And on Mu Yichen’s side, it suddenly went quiet.

Qin Mu heard her heart pounding chaotically, as if experiencing a confession.

But that’s Jiang Zhiyuan, how could Jiang Zhiyuan talk to her like this?

So serious, so solemn, unlike Jiang Zhiyuan’s style.

Qin Mu felt her heart beat faster and faster, then heard the notification of the file completed, and sent him a ssage: "I don’t know how he’s doing, because he hasn’t cared how I’m doing either! I won’t say more! Thanks for today!"

After Qin Mu replied, she shut off her phone, the study suddenly quiet, with her subtle breathing clearly audible.

Mu Yichen sat in her chair, she usually could sit here until past eleven at night, but now...

She’s staying up in her study over in Paris, and he, can only miss her!

He looked at the computer she used, the two lines she sent, his narrow eyes slowly filled with pain.

"Qin Mu! Try to give him an opportunity! Give him a reason to co find you, to ask you back!"

Qin Mu: "Forget it!"

Mu Yichen: "Why?"

Qin Mu: "It’s better like this! At least I don’t have to hear his sarcasm anymore!"

Mu Yichen: "He might already regret what he did back then!"