His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 842 - 238 Big Baby

"Did he go out? Where to?"

Qin Mu held Flower in her arms, feeling somewhat relieved, and asked quietly the secretary Xi.

"Lin City!"

The secretary Xi was momentarily taken aback, then blurted out two words and nodded vigorously.

Qiao Yi stood aside, not speaking, just watching Li Yu discussing the setting with the crew, and he frowned slightly.

Yes, if we forcibly break the wings of this spirited, striving young man, we might secure Mu Yichen’s woman, but possibly lose the heart of the woman, as well as the hearts of all the city’s residents.

"Oh!"

Qin Mu responded, then smiled and told them, "If you have other matters, go ahead, we are about to start too."

"The shampoo you are shooting now, I will definitely keep using it in the future."

The secretary Xi couldn’t help but whisper in her ear, with a slightly red face.

"Really? Then I can ask the producer for more money."

Qin Mu also lowered her voice, finished chatting with the secretary Xi, patted her shoulder, then turned to put Flower on the sofa, and went to find Li Yu.

However, by the time she was already filming with Li Yu, the secretary Xi and Qiao Yi were still standing there.

Li Yu, with his back to the camera, in a scene where the female lead slips and is saved by the male lead, embraced Qin Mu’s waist and whispered to her: Is he your husband’s spy?

Qin Mu’s face was supposed to be fearful, so her expression was quite apt at the moment.

"It seems your husband really keeps a tight watch on you, still arranging surveillance on you even when he’s away."

"He just cares about me too much!"

Qin Mu muttered softly as he helped her up.

Li Yu couldn’t help but take an extra look at her, because as she spoke about Mu Yichen caring about her, Li Yu felt she cared about Mu Yichen even more.

Generally, only when someone cares deeply about another, would they describe the faults of that person as care to others.

Later, an assistant helped buy coffee, Qin Mu took a couple of sips, then took two extra cups to give to Qiao Yi and the secretary Xi.

They were already a bit thirsty, and took the coffee without hesitation.

They just stood there, enduring the curious glances from others while drinking the coffee.

Qin Mu, holding the coffee, glanced at them composedly, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Finish this coffee and go back. If Mu Yi sent you to spy on me, tell him, I despise his pettiness."

The secretary Xi held the coffee cup to her lips and did not move it away, her gaze flickered.

Qiao Yi, however, looked at Qin Mu somewhat distressed, and finally whispered softly, "Yichen is just worried about you."

"I believe that, but when did he become so unconfident? He could leave me alone in Paris in the past, now that I’m grown up, what is there not to trust?"

Qin Mu asked.

All three of them lowered their heads, each absorbed in their thoughts.

At this time, the gazes and understandings of others were not so important for the three of them.

"We’ll leave after finishing the coffee."

Qin Mu reminded again, then turned back to join Li Yu and the director.

The secretary Xi couldn’t help but comment sarcastically: "We don’t seem to be of any help."

"Let’s go back!"

Qiao Yi thought for a moment; Qin Mu is rational and knows what she wants, such an objective and wise person, how could she be confused by emotions?

As Qin Mu said, Mu Yichen had left her alone for so long, and she never sought another man.

Is it that those men were not good enough?

As Qiao Yi walked out, he suddenly embraced the secretary Xi’s shoulder.

The secretary Xi still held the coffee, looked up at him, "What are you doing all of a sudden?"

"Would you be willing to walk with me for twenty years without any title, just because I like you?"

Qiao Yi suddenly asked her seriously, his eyes also shining.

The secretary Xi suddenly couldn’t speak, her breath also a bit irregular, just gazing at him dreamily, was this a confession?

Was he finally willing to say he liked her?

"I’m not willing!"

The secretary Xi, snapping back to reality, refused him, then lowered her head and walked ahead.

She wasn’t willing, after another twenty years she’d be fifty years old, her youth already gone, she needed to hurry to get married, have children, and then endure the exhausting life after marriage.

Qiao Yi, holding the coffee, idly moved a finger to scratch his brow, then walked forward to catch up with her.

Meanwhile, the filming studio continued the unfinished advertisement.

The shampoo advertisement seemed always cringy, a man and a woman meet, due to the same scent, because of the same disdain, because of accidentally touching the woman’s hair, and then feeling right, eyes meet, and then...