Gah…
Xin Yu's hand paused at her earlobe, a blush spreading across her delicate face. Her heart was instantly filled.
It would be a lie to say she wasn't moved.
But wasn't he being a little too shameless?!
Seeing Xin Yu's somewhat dazed expression, Mu Yichuan leaned down and kissed her. "Stunned."
"…Stunned? She wasn't dazed at all!
When Xin Yu was carried into the living room, she clearly felt the maid's startle, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes. This made her a little worried. "You…I…I'll go to the bedroom?"
If she had to stay in the Mu family's old mansion, she just wanted to shrink into a corner and not be stared at like a monkey!
Mu Yichuan frowned, somewhat displeased. "Isn't the living room big enough?"
"No!" Xin Yu quickly spoke, about to explain, when she heard him say.
"Treat yourself as the mistress of this place!"
Xin Yu blinked her beautiful eyes. Mistress…
He really dared to say that. Was this his father, Old Master Mu's, home? "Bring the first-aid kit," Mu Yichuan ordered the maid in a deep voice, his cold eyes fixed on Xin Yu's knees and the backs of her hands.
Her body tensed. It wasn't really an injury; everyone gets hurt. But his gaze made her feel guilty!
Oh God, guilt…
Xin Yu shook her head. How could she think like that? This was practically an indirect admission—she was his possession!
"What's wrong? Your head's not feeling well either?" A cold glint flashed in Mu Yichuan's dark eyes as he grasped Xin Yu's head with both hands to examine it.
"N-nothing. I'll learn some Taekwondo or some grappling tomorrow." She'd definitely never have to put up with Mu Yi'ai's temper again.
"I can teach you." He told the maid to put down the first-aid kit and left, looking at Xin Yu seriously.
He'd teach her?
Right, he knew kung fu, and he was very good at it!
"Really? Do you have time?" Xin Yu took it seriously.
Mu Yichuan's long fingers traced across Xin Yu's fair face. "Still asking about the time? Aren't all my people yours?"
Ugh…!
The speaker was fine, but the listener was completely flustered. Mu Yichuan… he was acting so strangely!
Was this really the same cold and aloof Mr. Jiu saying this?!
Xin Yu's face flushed crimson, especially when she saw… Mu Yi'ai appear at the door!
Damn it!
How did she get back so quickly?!
Is there no justice in this world?!
Xin Yu quickly lowered her eyes and brows, concealing her embarrassment. She absolutely couldn't lose face in front of Mu Yi'ai!
"Why are you looking down? Are you shy?" Mu Yichuan reached out and lifted Xin Yu's chin, his eyes full of doting affection.
She didn't say anything, watching Mu Yichuan carefully clean the scratches on the back of her hand.
"You're sick!" Mu Yi'ai cursed under his breath, preparing to go upstairs.
"Sit down." Mu Yichuan didn't even look up, but his voice was like ice, sending a chill down one's spine.
Xin Yu's heart tightened. She looked at the fuming Mu Yi'ai, who crossed her arms, raised an eyebrow at Xin Yu with disdain, and then sat down opposite her with a swagger.
Her cat-like eyes stared unblinkingly…
"Alright." Seeing that Mu Yichuan had finished wiping with alcohol and was about to apply medicine, Xin Yu quickly withdrew her hand. She was already feeling incredibly uncomfortable!
Even if Mu Yi'ai was rebellious and flamboyant, she was still the eighth child in the Mu family. Xin Yu couldn't bring herself to show off their affection in front of their elders like this!
Mu Yichuan's dark eyes widened, his movements fluid and seamless.
Just as Xin Yu was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he started checking her knees again!
"Okay, I'm really fine." Xin Yu, under the languid glint of Mu Yi'ai's cat-like eyes, whispered into Mu Yichuan's ear, "Mmm..."
Just as she tried to sit up, her lips were captured...
And right in front of Mu Yi'ai...!
Xin Yu struggled, but thankfully, Mu Yichuan only kissed her lightly. After the kiss, he also whispered in Xin Yu's ear, "I want her to see."
Want her to see?
Xin Yu was somewhat skeptical. Was he sure he wasn't taking advantage of her?
However, when she glanced at Mu Yi'ai out of the corner of her eye, she actually... lowered her eyes!
This was unbelievable. Xin Yu stared at Mu Yichuan with wide eyes.
Was she thinking about Nan Yu?
"You've learned it? You can leave now," Mu Yichuan commanded.
"Mu Yichuan, you're a pervert!" Mu Yi'ai remained seated, her fists clenched, wanting to punch him, but she didn't dare.
"Bastard, pervert, I only allow her to say those kinds of things." Mu Yichuan leaned back leisurely on the sofa, his long arm pulling Xin Yu into his embrace, his dark eyes cold and indifferent.
Mu Yi'ai stood up abruptly, glaring at Xin Yu with a chilling aura.
Xin Yu felt a cold shiver run down her spine, somewhat annoyed. "Do you think I'm very resilient?"
He's just stirring up trouble for her.
"Wrong. I think you can cure her… illness."
"What?" Xin Yu tilted her head, looking at Mu Yichuan blankly. "Her? You're saying Mu Yi'ai is sick?"
"Will I take you upstairs to see?" He changed the subject abruptly, refusing to respond further.
Xin Yu pouted. Why was he keeping her in suspense like this…
"You are also my antidote." Entering the bedroom, he suddenly turned around and said, "Remember what you once said."
Xin Yu was looking around his bedroom when he suddenly said this, completely bewildered. What antidote was she? And what had she said? "Go take a shower, then wait for me."
"..."
After washing up, Xin Yu finally realized what Mu Yichuan meant... Could it be that everyone in the Mu family is crazy?
Twitching her lips, she lay down on the large bed and happened to see a locked box on the bedside table, a dark red pear wood box.
It looked quite valuable... money.
Suddenly remembering her cooperation with President Zhang, Xin Yu quickly called Liu Hen, and sure enough...
"Ayu, do you know that sexy woman from lunchtime? She suddenly appeared, and my brother said she really wants to interfere with us, to create a three-way cooperation."
Mu Yi'ai!
Xin Yu sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Let's take the first step first, and see how she behaves."
"Ayu, let's have lunch together this weekend. You left without even eating lunch today." Liu Hen was a little reluctant; she had finally come to the capital, but hadn't even met up with her good friends yet.
"This weekend!" Xin Yu recalled her plans. "Let's go to Baimu Mountain for vegetarian food; I hear it's very famous."
"Baimu Mountain? Vegetarian food?" Liu Hen pushed up his thick glasses. "Great! That's good for Yuanzi too."
"Then it's settled. I'll bring a little one too." Xin Yu couldn't possibly break her promise to a child.
…
"Mr. Jiu, will you grant my request or not?" Qiu Zhi chuckled on the other end of the phone. "Be careful the little girl doesn't rebel."
"I was going to grant your request." Mu Yichuan stood in front of the French windows in his study, pondering.
"…" Qiu Zhi was annoyed. "What? Can't I even tease my grandmother's granddaughter-in-law?"
"Watch your words." He pondered unhappily. "Let her visit your grandmother this weekend."
"Thank you in advance—"
"You, this weekend, come out."
Damn it!
Qiu Zhi really wanted to curse. She treated him like a wolf! "I'm the renowned Dr. Qiu, with moderate mysophobia. I have no interest in other people's things."
"Just as Cheng Yao said, you're sick."
"…"
"She's in my old house's room."
"She saw it?" Qiu Zhi tensed, all his previous dissatisfaction vanishing. "Do you think the time is right?"
Mu Yichuan stared blankly into the darkness outside, offering no response.
"So what do you plan to do next?"
"…" He remained silent, hanging up the phone and striding towards the bedroom.
But things didn't go as he expected. Xin Yu was simply lying on the bed, diligently drawing something in her sketchbook.
Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she froze.
A cool kiss traveled up her spine to her cheek…
"Mu Yichuan…" This man was unbelievable. Not only did he walk silently, but didn't he see she was working?
"Go visit Qiu Zhi's grandmother this weekend," he murmured, his advances surging again. "Okay... wait until I finish the drawing..." Xin Yu pleaded, her inspiration had just struck!
Mu Yichuan lay on his side beside her, his fingers playing with her black hair. His dark eyes glanced at the box on the bedside table. She...
hadn't noticed? Or was she simply not interested?
"Ayu."
Xin Yu paused, her hand frozen in mid-air. Every time Mu Yichuan called her that, she felt a strange emotion.
"Are you sure you have a problem?"
She looked at him helplessly. Was he asking simply, or had he read her mind?
"I—" Xin Yu pursed her lips, carefully putting away her sketchbook, pondering, "Can I ask?"
"Yes."
"Anything?"
"No."
This... how could she ask? Asking and not getting an answer would be painful for her.
"You want to ask about what happened back then? I have no comment."
What happened back then... no comment...!
Does this mean he hasn't gotten over what happened back then? He still loved her…
"Don't you think—" Xin Yu hesitated, "I'm not right for you?"
He was like a high and mighty emperor… while she was just one of millions of ordinary people…
"So?"
"So, how about we—" Xin Yu flinched at his sudden, sharp gaze, "add a time limit?"
Mu Yichuan grabbed Xin Yu's head in anger. This woman was actually thinking about that matter all the time!
"I've already said the time limit, one hundred years!"
"Mu Yichuan, Ninth Master!" He clearly didn't like her, so why did he have to do it!
Moreover, the huge difference in their status had always bred a deep fear within her…
"Do you really want to void the agreement?" he said darkly, his eyes like an unsheathed ancient sword, cold and chilling.
Xin Yu shook her head vigorously. She must have been out of her mind! "I can void the agreement tomorrow."
Xin Yu's heart trembled; she dared not harbor even the slightest expectation…
Mu Yichuan stroked her trembling eyelashes with his fingers. So afraid, yet she dared to ask such a question!
He had just reminded her not to forget the past!
"I…I was just joking." Unable to bear the torment of the silence and his burning gaze, Xin Yu spoke first, her small hand grasping Mu Yichuan's.
"A joke?" He didn't buy it at all. "What my wife wants, I must fulfill."
"…" Xin Yu bit her lip tightly; none of his words sounded sincere.
"Even if I don't want you anymore, you only have one path in this life. Want to experience it?"