Xin Yu felt a tingling sensation of shyness.
Her small hands felt like they were on fire.
"Mu Yichuan, stop fooling around!" Xin Yu pushed him away. "You should rest."
He ignored her, focusing intently on conquering every inch of her fair, porcelain-like skin.
"Mmm…" Feeling a bite, Xin Yu couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
"Ayu, stay at the old house obediently." He instructed between kisses, "I have to go on a business trip tomorrow."
Ah…!
"W-what did you say!" Xin Yu immediately turned around, looking at Mu Yichuan with a dazed expression. "You're going on a business trip? Are you crazy?"
She was utterly shocked. How could this man not care about his own health!
"You're injured!" she reminded him.
Ah, Mu Yichuan's mellow laughter, like a cup of warm tea, rang in her ears.
He nimbly rolled over, pinning Xin Yu down. "This little injury is nothing!"
He'd suffered much worse injuries before, but…
Back then, no one cared about him like this little girl.
"Can't you not go?" Xin Yu was still bothered by his injury. Even if he didn't care, she did.
"This is important."
"Where are you going? How many days?"
Mu Yichuan's long fingers traced Xin Yu's lips. "Is your wife checking up on you?"
"No!"
"Even if she is, it's alright." His dark eyes sparkled with amusement. "To S country, for a week."
"S country?" Xin Yu was even more surprised. "What are you going there for? Should I go with you?"
She could speak S language.
"So worried about me?" Mu Yichuan felt a heavy weight in his heart, a feeling of concern. "Not this time, just choosing a location."
Choosing a location?
Xin Yu suddenly remembered seeing the stadium design drawings at his place once. Her intuition told her it was that one, and she asked the same question.
"Good memory!" he praised.
Xin Yu frowned. Yes, she remembered this matter quite clearly, but why couldn't she remember so many other things?
"Don't frown." Mu Yichuan kissed Xin Yu's brow, then, without stopping, continued his advances.
"No!" She still resisted somewhat. This was the Mu family's old residence, and she was now posing as Mu Yichuan's niece.
"Good girl."
With that, he resumed his assault, directly taking over.
Xin Yu trembled uncontrollably. Was this the feeling of dry wood meeting fire?
Mu Yichuan also let out a low growl, satisfied.
The two exchanged a knowing glance. Xin Yu quickly looked away, her face flushed so red she wanted to disappear into the ground.
"Mu Yichuan, open the door!"
Xin Yu froze at the sound of the voice. Her first reaction was to check the time!
It was almost midnight!
Why was there a woman's voice outside the door?
"Mu Yichuan!" The voice outside continued to call out. It's... Mu Yi'ai!
Xin Yu quickly pushed Mu Yichuan away, trying to get out of bed, but heard him hiss.
"What's wrong?" she asked nervously, quickly withdrawing her hand, saying that she should rest when injured.
"It's definitely not from pain," he whispered in her ear, "It's... tight."
Boom!
Xin Yu felt her face turn as red as a ripe shrimp.
She was utterly speechless at his shamelessness!
"Ignore her," Mu Yichuan said boldly, but Xin Yu couldn't possibly do that!
"Mu Yichuan, if you don't open the door, I'm breaking it down!"
"Hurry up!" Fine beads of sweat appeared on Xin Yu's forehead, whether from Mu Yichuan or Mu Yi'ai, she didn't know, "She definitely would."
"Is that fast enough, wife?"
"..."
When Xin Yu opened the door, Mu Yi'ai didn't show any surprise, swaggering in.
She twitched her lips; this woman was truly bizarre. Mu Yichuan didn't even glance at her, sitting on the edge of the bed drinking water. Hearing Xin Yu cough, he looked up.
"I'm going back," she mouthed, pointing towards her room.
"Don't leave." Mu Yichuan put down his cup, giving Xin Yu a cold glare. She thought she could just leave?!
He was going on a business trip for a week!
"That's right, you were leaving just now, what do you mean by that?" Mu Yi'ai raised an eyebrow at Xin Yu, looking like a haughty young lady.
"Aren't you thirsty?" Xin Yu silently walked back, asking Mu Yichuan with concern, completely ignoring Mu Yi'ai.
"I came to welcome you, what kind of attitude is this!"
Mu Yichuan was also surprised by Xin Yu's attitude. She used to be very concerned about Mu Yi'ai, her level of concern was definitely among the top.
"I don't deserve it." Xin Yu sat directly on the recliner by the bed. "However, I received the gift you asked Zhang Wan to give me."
"Who is Zhang Wan?"
Damn it! Xin Yu glanced at Mu Yi'ai. Had she also fallen ill?
"I asked you who—" She rolled her cat-like eyes, a glint of light flashing in her languid gaze, "So you were talking about the woman hiding in my brother Nanlong's villa."
Xin Yu's dark eyes widened, looking at Mu Yichuan with a smug and knowing expression.
Let's see how you explain this now!
But he wasn't falling for it, completely ignoring her.
"Are you really going to live in the old house from now on?" Mu Yi'ai asked seriously.
To be honest, Xin Yu was quite surprised. She'd known her for so long and had never seen her so serious.
"Yes, she'll be the owner here from now on."
Ugh, what was Mu Yichuan doing!
He was inexplicably making her the target of his hatred.
"Then congratulations!" Mu Yi'ai said sincerely.
"..." Xin Yu remained silent. She felt that Mu Yi'ai was acting strangely tonight. Could it be because she'd received the marriage certificate and was experiencing some kind of shock? Mu Yichuan glanced at her coldly; the woman knocking on the door in the middle of the night was indeed suspicious.
"Now that you have Grandpa's backing you up, you don't have to be afraid of anything," Mu Yi'ai continued. "You can have whatever you want, and you can kick him out."
*Slap!*
Mu Yichuan slapped away Mu Yi'ai's finger that was pointing at him without ceremony.
His dark eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Xin Yu and asked, "Can you do it?"
…!
Xin Yu's lips twitched a few times. She really shouldn't have stayed!
Facing these two, how many brain cells would she lose, how many worldviews would be shattered!
"Can you?!"
"…No!"
"Ha!" Mu Yi'ai pulled out her phone and waved it. "I recorded it all!"
Xin Yu's eyes widened in shock. "Mu Yi'ai, are you crazy?!"
What was she going to do?!
Show it to Grandpa Mu?
Without thinking, Xin Yu got up and rushed towards Mu Yi'ai, trying to snatch her phone.
Mu Yichuan watched Xin Yu, who had instantly transformed into a wildcat, with a leisurely air. Not bad, she had potential.
"With your paltry skills?" Mu Yi'ai scoffed, nimbly dodging. "Want some? I have a condition."
Who wanted to hear the she-devil's demands!
"I want to make money with you."
"..." Xin Yu was utterly speechless. The eighth young lady of the wealthiest family in Qing Kingdom, the Mu family, was telling her she wanted to make money with her!
Was she hallucinating?
"If you don't agree, I guarantee the old man will see what's on the phone soon." Mu Yi'ai confidently fiddled with her phone, casually pointing to Xin Yu's neck. "So passionate."
Gah... her face instantly turned bright red.
Xin Yu could feel the teeth marks on her neck; Mu Yichuan had bitten her earlier.
She looked at the composed man, who seemed like a complete bystander, simply enjoying the spectacle.
"Hey, Mu Yichuan." Shouldn't he be on her side?
Hmph!
It really proves the saying—it's better to rely on yourself than on others!
Who knows when someone with Mu Yichuan's erratic temperament can be relied upon?
"Okay!" She agreed to Mu Yi'ai's offer, considering the 100 million she had invested previously. "But you have to promise me you won't bother me with irrelevant people or matters anymore."
"Are you the boss?" Mu Yi'ai said coolly, with a hint of unintentional sarcasm.
"The old man is here!" Mu Yichuan suddenly announced, and both women looked towards the door.
Just then, he grabbed Mu Yi'ai and snatched her phone.
So he tricked her again, but he was still helping her!
Xin Yu took the phone, only to hear Mu Yi'ai start cursing, "Mu Yichuan, are you a bastard! You, the famous Ninth Master! You don't deserve that title!"
Bang!
The door was kicked open.
It really was Old Master Mu standing at the door!
Xin Yu saw Mu Yi'ai flinch, her cat-like eyes still flashing with anger, but her mouth was tightly shut.
"I thought her phone was nice, so I gave it to my niece," Mu Yichuan said calmly, sitting down on the bed.
"What kind of crappy phone is worth stealing!" Old Master Mu said impatiently, "Why give Xin Yu an old one! Give her money and let her buy whatever she wants."
This… really isn't right.
It was clearly just an excuse.
Xin Yu looked at Old Master Mu apologetically, scratching her head, "Grandpa, why aren't you asleep?"
"To see this little rascal!" Old Master Mu pointed at Mu Yi'ai, too angry to speak, finally managing only to say, "You still have the nerve to come back!"
Xin Yu guessed that Old Master Mu must have gone to great lengths to get Nan Juechen to let go of Mu Yi'ai's attempt to abduct the innocent Nan Yu.
"My face didn't come back with it either," Mu Yi'ai said petulantly.
Upon hearing this, Old Master Mu trembled. Xin Yu quickly supported him, glaring at the "devilish woman," "Grandpa, alright, it's so late, don't be angry."
"Good girl, sigh." Old Master Mu finally found someone to vent his frustrations to.
"Grandpa," Xin Yu patted his back, "you don't know, just now Miss Eight said she wanted to work hard. She even borrowed money from Uncle to invest in our company."
Old Master Mu didn't believe Mu Yi'ai would do such a thing.
However, he liked seeing Xin Yu so radiant, just like his former wife.
"When we make a lot of money in the future, I'll treat Grandpa to lavish meals every day and take Grandpa out to play!" Xin Yu coaxed like a child. "I'll also invite Grandpa to visit our company. I know Grandpa has excellent calligraphy; I'll ask you to write an inscription for us then."
Old Master Mu looked at Xin Yu with satisfaction, regardless of whether what this girl said was true or not, or whether it would come true.
He understood her heart. "Good child, good child." He patted Xin Yu's hand, his eyes slightly moist.
"Grandpa, let me help you downstairs to rest. It's really too late today."
Mu Yichuan watched the slender figure disappear through the door, his heart filled with emotion.
She should have come to the old house earlier.
"Mu Yichuan, give me back my phone."
"What about the money you borrowed for investment?"
"Who the hell borrowed money from you!" Mu Yi'ai glared with her cat-like eyes. "Your people are just like you, lying without batting an eye."