His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 925 - 264 Are you afraid you’re not up to it?

Mu Zihao joked with his daughter in a serious tone.

Mu Qingxin was so shocked, her mouth formed an O-shape, and she couldn’t even find words to respond.

Feng Fanghua couldn’t hold back a laugh and thought, what’s with this family? Why have they all turned into jokesters now?

The Mu Family used to be so serious, with a hint of solemnity.

But now...

Feng Fanghua turned her gaze to the pair of little ones playing with toys behind the sofa. Huanhuan kept swapping out her brother’s toy as if she understood his preferences—changing one after another until he finally liked one.

Feng Fanghua suddenly felt at ease, an unprecedented kind of comfort.

This is what a real home should feel like—no longer cold and desolate, no complaints, just harmony and warmth.

Mu Yichen pulled Qin Mu back to their room to change pants—how could he not make something out of it?

And so, Qin Mu was pressed into the couch, breaking into copious sweat.

But Mu Yichen still wasn’t satisfied. He cradled her on the sofa, gently tucking her hair behind her ear and planting a kiss on her cheek, asking, "Why are you so weak?"

"You torment me like this every day; I’d love to be strong instead,"

Qin Mu responded, resting against his firm chest.

"After dinner, hit the treadmill—minimum half an hour tonight."

Mu Yichen said.

Qin Mu...

"What? Afraid you can’t handle it?"

Mu Yichen teased.

"Why would I? It’s just half an hour."

Qin Mu replied, though deep inside, she lacked confidence.

She thought it would be better to simply take a stroll outside, but unfortunately, it was raining. Who knows if it would stop later tonight?

The cool autumn evening called for someone’s embrace.

Qin Mu snuggled against him. "Should we go downstairs?"

She remembered Mu Qingxin calling for her.

"Why bother with her?"

Mu Yichen asked, reluctantly letting go of her.

Qin Mu rested her hand on his chest, tilting her head to look up with her chin propped against it. She gazed at him indulgently and asked, "The other night, I sent Jiang Yan a video. I felt a bit regretful afterward—do you think it might add to his burden?"

"Adding to his burden means he’s worth the trouble,"

Mu Yichen replied, stretching his long legs.

Qin Mu looked into the cold indifference in his deep, dark eyes and realized that while Mu Yichen held resentment toward Jiang Yan, he still refrained from lashing out due to understanding him.

"Sigh! Jiang Yan actually has it pretty tough."

"And what about me? I’m the one constantly tormented by your moods—don’t I have it tough?"

Mu Yichen couldn’t stand her sympathizing with others, so his tone instantly turned colder. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

"Why are you acting like this suddenly? Isn’t Jiang Yan our brother-in-law?"

Cool brother-in-law, silly brother-in-law.

"Who’s more important? A brother-in-law or a husband?"

Mu Yichen’s low voice questioned her.

"Oh my, our vinegar jar has tipped over again,"

Qin Mu laughed so hard she pinched her brows in pain.

Mu Yichen looked at her half-laughing face and reached up to pinch her cheek, distorting her features in pain.

"If you dare to pity this person or that person again, I’ll make you suffer until you pity yourself instead."

"No need for that, I’ve always felt I’m quite pitiful already."

Qin Mu hurried to appease him like an obedient child.

"Oh really?"

Mu Yichen raised his brows but suddenly pinched her at her chest.

"Ah!"

Qin Mu doubled over, her brows arching in pain.

"So, you’re saying I’ve made you suffer a lot of grievances?"

When it came to nitpicking, no one could challenge Master Mu’s supremacy.

Feeling aggrieved, Qin Mu dared not speak recklessly again.

Later, she changed into a cozy set of homewear—their outfits were matching couple styles.

Though not technically a couple’s set, they coincidentally picked the same brand and color.

So when they went downstairs, the people in the dining room couldn’t help but look at them curiously.

"Why are you both dressed like that at home?"

Mu Qingxin questioned them.

The two descended the stairs one after the other. Qin Mu, feeling embarrassed, stayed silent, while Mu Yichen casually slipped his hands into his pockets and responded, "Why do you care so much?"

Mu Qingxin instantly backed down.

"Let’s just eat!"

Qin Mu walked ahead and shot Mu Qingxin a warning look. Mu Qingxin fell in step but still whispered to her, "You two are disgustingly sweet."

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll repeat everything you’ve said—or even embellish it—when I tell your brother?"

Qin Mu quietly threatened her in return.

Mu Qingxin felt defeated. How did she end up being picked on by everyone?

Hmph!

"But seriously, why are you both dressed like that at home?"

Feng Fanghua couldn’t help but ask her son.

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