His Beloved Treasure Chapter 1547 - 434: Mrs. Mu Was Schemed By President Mu

"What ti did Mrs. Mu leave this morning? I heard Manager Zhang gave you a docunt for . Where did you put it?"

Mu Yichen’s voice was light, as if he was casually asking her sothing.

Qin Mu’s mind was buzzing. Manager Zhang gave her a docunt to pass to Mu Yichen? What docunt? Which Manager Zhang?

"Are you sure? Is that what Manager Zhang told you?"

"Yes! This docunt is quite important. Think carefully, where did you put it!"

Mu Yichen spoke seriously, prompting her once more.

Qin Mu’s heart tightened, thinking, could soone be playing a joke on Mu Yichen?

But she didn’t expect it to be herself.

"No one gave any docunt! I left in the middle of the night last night!"

Qin Mu shook her head and explained to Mu Yichen, thinking, hopefully this isn’t so corporate espionage or anything like that.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yichen pursed his lips and smiled faintly, thinking, Mrs. Mu, do you completely not know what you’re talking to about?

Or have you forgotten what you said to this morning?

At that ti, he truly believed that she was considering his health and didn’t disturb him, leaving on her own. It turns out...

Qin Mu still held her phone, and after not hearing anything from the other side for a long ti, suddenly felt as if soone had hit her hard on the head, then pursed her lips tightly, furrowing her brows.

Haha! It seems she has exposed sothing!

"Um..."

She suddenly felt lacking in confidence, lowered her head, unsure of what to say.

"Hmm! Does Mrs. Mu have anything else to say to ? Last night, you left your drunk husband alone in the hotel. Where did you go?"

President Mu was now very angry, standing in pajamas by the window, looking down at the vehicles below.

"Didn’t I promise Huanhuan yesterday that I’d take her to school today? I was afraid I’d delay things today, so after you fell asleep, I went back!"

Qin Mu murmured, feeling a bit like a little girl who made a mistake.

Xiaoi sat nearby, listening intently, holding her breath, too scared to interrupt, suddenly forgetting her own worries.

"Oh! So Mu Chenghuan is indeed more important to you than . When will you actually put first? Stop saying I’m number one in your heart but then leave aside when I need you, okay?"

President Mu started to complain.

Qin Mu listened quietly, head down, not daring to speak, unsure of what to say.

President Mu was getting jealous of his daughter again, what could she do?

"Say sothing!"

Mu Yichen had said so much yet didn’t hear a response from the other end, so he commanded in displeasure.

"What can I say? Taking my daughter to school is considered leaving you behind? It’s not like I left the country, never to return. Why do you have to exaggerate so much?"

"You still want to leave the country? Never to return?"

Hearing this, Mu Yichen put a hand on his waist, looked up at the ceiling, feeling a rush of blood to his head.

"I..."

"Pfft!"

Qin Mu was just about to explain when she heard a sound that didn’t belong there, looked up...

"Chen Xiaoi, get out!"

She had forgotten that Chen Xiaoi was there.

Xiaoi, startled by her suddenly serious deanor, nodded and ran out: "I’m leaving now!"

Qin Mu lowered her head again, suddenly losing interest, and feeling that her previous humility was too much. With President Mu acting spoiled like this, shouldn’t she give him a good scolding?

"Who’s there? Chen Xiaoi?"

"I’m working! Hanging up!"

"Qin Mu, don’t you dare!"

Before he finished saying ’dare,’ Qin Mu had already hung up.

Mu Yichen looked down at the phone in front of him, feeling so angry his forehead ached.

His wife cared less and less about him now, and feared him less and less too. This wouldn’t do; if things continued like this, she would rebel against him.

Mu Yichen called her again, but Qin Mu didn’t pick up this ti.

She dared to hang up once, but not repeatedly.

Even though she expected that President Mu might co over at any ti, she could only concentrate on her work now.

Mu Yichen couldn’t co over imdiately because he had to attend a eting. Although breakfast was prepared for him, he had no appetite. He drank a glass of milk and then coolly left while adjusting his tie.

In the spacious conference room, many people were waiting for him. Initially, there was a buzz of chatter, but when he sat down, it imdiately went silent, and everyone raised their eyes, then silently lowered their heads again.

Mu Yichen’s assistant said, "So, President Mu, shall we start the eting now?"

"Yes!"

Mu Yichen took the materials handed over by his assistant, glanced at them, then tossed them back on the table, crossing his legs as he listened to their discussion.