Gentle Breeze Loving the Drifting Snow

At twenty, she had a child in secret.
At twenty-two, she was discreetly married into a wealthy family.
Qin Mu lost her mother at the age of seven and was sent abroad by her unscrupulous father when she was only eight. Little did she expect her future to be so bright, she decided to climb up on Mu General's shoulders with great strides.
Mu Yichen went from being Rongcheng's top heartthrob to its youngest tycoon—arrogant and wise, unfathomable, yet he somehow fell into the hands of a little lass.
——
About marriage.
"Mu Yichen, we are just—friends!"
"That can't be the reason you reject me!"
Qin Mu was scared stiff, as Mu General rudely carried her off to the marriage registration office, to sign, to stamp, to get the certificate!
——
Hidden marriage for too long.
"If you say our daughter is adopted from the orphanage, I won't argue with you, but when will you make me public?" In broad daylight, Mu General pinned Mrs. Mu against the corner wall, threatening her with a devilish charm.
"Depends on your performance!" Mrs. Mu smirked, and the next moment, she counterattacked Mu General.
"Quick, cover your eyes!" Mu Baby, who had been ignored on the side, immediately covered her eyes.

His Beloved Treasure

Suddenly the door was knocked upon from outside, yet the door was clearly open.


The three people all looked towards the outside.


Mu Yichen stood by the door with his hands in his pockets, smiling.


"Wife, how could you not tell me about such a big incident with your master?"


Mu Yichen looked at the two of them, took a step forward, bent down behind Qin Mu, his hands resting on the armrests of her chair, and whispered in her ear.


Although he didn't touch her, his posture had already completely enveloped her in his embrace.


Qin Mu helplessly lowered her gaze, knowing from the look in Mu Yichen's eyes that he was consumed with jealousy.


"He just arrived half an hour ago, and has a flight back to Paris at four o'clock."


Jian Yan sat in the chair behind the office desk, leaning casually backward, and easily threw out that sentence as he lifted his eyes to Mu Yichen.


Only then did Mu Yichen lift his gaze to him, "That hurried?"


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