Xin Yu stared blankly at the man who strode in.
Her body and mind were almost paralyzed.
He seemed like a god, looking down on everything, including her.
"W-who are you?" Xin Yu stammered, terrified. It wasn't her fault; a series of unexpected events had left her speechless.
"You…"
Xin Yu watched him squat down, then saw his thin lips part slightly, and she felt increasingly uncertain.
She involuntarily scooted back.
"What are you doing?"
"Who are you?!" Xin Yu stared at the man before her. Mu Yichuan was clearly in S country, but who was this person who looked exactly like him, with an equally powerful aura?!
Mu Yichuan was so angry he was practically speechless. His dark eyes glared at Xin Yu, as cold as if he'd been pulled from ice water.
"I'm standing here, squatting here, and you don't recognize me? Shouldn't you recognize me in another way, hmm?"
His dangerously sexy tone made Xin Yu pause, then she crawled into Mu Yichuan's arms.
"Is it really you? Mu Yichuan?" She wrapped her small arms tightly around his neck, afraid this was a dream. "I'm really not dead, am I?"
She was alive, she saw him!
"You're not dead," he reached out and pressed down on Xin Yu's wet, dripping black hair, "but I don't think you want to live."
"I'm not!" She looked up at Mu Yichuan, "I…I'm not, I just—"
"Hmph!" He interrupted her, his tone extremely stern, his eyes devoid of warmth, "Not? Confronting the murderer alone?"
"How do you know?" Xin Yu was shocked, her small hands gripping his strong arm, "You saw the murderer? Then why didn't you come out and arrest him!"
The murderer had injured him! But Mu Yichuan didn't answer her. Instead, he picked her up with one arm and carried her inside. After turning around three times, he led her into a room, similar to a hotel room, complete with a living room, bathroom, sofa, and bed.
"Where is this place?" Xin Yu asked, her dark eyes filled with confused bewilderment. "Is this your submarine?"
Mu Yichuan glanced at her, looking her up and down. He noticed she was wearing a black knee-length dress, now soaked and clinging to her body, perfectly accentuating her curves.
"How was your day?"
Huh?
Xin Yu didn't react immediately.
"As Qiu Zhi's girlfriend, you didn't have a good time?"
...!
Xin Yu froze, startled by Mu Yichuan's words. How did he seem to know everything? "You...you," she stammered, finally managing to say, "How did you know? Were you there? Or was Mu Jian there? Or...or did you plant some kind of listening device on me?"
As she spoke, Xin Yu even looked down at herself.
"Nobody was there." Mu Yichuan approached, his long fingers lifting her chin, his head close to hers, and said softly, "Take off your clothes."
Xin Yu instinctively slapped his hand away, crossed her arms, and took two steps back, looking at him with fear and confusion.
Take off your clothes?
Why?
"Do you want me to help you?" Mu Yichuan said coldly, but didn't move, just stood there watching her leisurely.
Xin Yu blinked her dark eyes, "What exactly do you want to do?"
"Check you for any listening devices." He took a step closer, pressing his hands against Xin Yu's head, gently stroking it.
"Nothing on your hair." His hand continued downwards—
"Stop!" Xin Yu trembled at his touch. "I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to know how you know everything?"
Sizzle.
Mu Yichuan grabbed Xin Yu's flailing hand with one hand and pulled down her skirt with the other.
This little girl was terrified, actually talking to him while wearing such wet clothes!
"Mu Yichuan, don't do this..." Xin Yu felt a chill run down her spine, her face flushed, and she quickly stopped his evil deeds.
"Nothing on your skirt, nothing on your underwear." He whispered these words in Xin Yu's ear.
"You bastard!" Xin Yu struggled, twisting and turning wildly to avoid his clutches. He... he had actually taken off her underwear...
"Let me check your panties—"
"Mu Yichuan, what's wrong with you?!" Hadn't she been frightened enough tonight? The large, hot hand made Xin Yu tremble, and she involuntarily pressed herself against Mu Yichuan's chest. She was both embarrassed and angry. "You...you shouldn't do this, my...headache!"
After saying that, Xin Yu tilted her head slightly, pouted, and her dark eyes flashed with aggrieved light. "My throat hurts too, I swallowed several mouthfuls of seawater just now, cough cough."
Mu Yichuan's pupils contracted. He picked up Xin Yu and strode into the bathroom, placing her in the warm bathtub. He then picked up the showerhead and gently rinsed her black hair.
"I can do it myself." Xin Yu tried to take the showerhead, but Mu Yichuan glared at her.
"If you don't behave, I'll throw you out to feed the sharks later."
Xin Yu shrank back uneasily, looking down at the warm water enveloping her body. It all felt like a dream.
Mu Yichuan looked at the suddenly quiet girl and didn't disturb her, simply focusing on washing her body.
After a long while, Xin Yu seemed to remember something and looked up. "Do you remember what you gave me after we moved from the Nanlong Villa?"
He frowned, his dark eyes fixed on her. "I saw everything, and now you think to test me?"
"..." Xin Yu's face flushed crimson. "Then tell me, how did you suddenly end up here?"
Wasn't she on a business trip to S country?
How did she end up at the bottom of the North Sea?
Mu Yichuan leaned forward and bit Xin Yu's lips precisely, his kiss lingering and tender. She felt like she was melting into the water.
"Still have doubts?"
Drying herself and nestled in Mu Yichuan's arms, Xin Yu finally relaxed.
*Thud.*
She sat up abruptly.
"What are you doing?" Mu Yichuan's gaze was deep. Why couldn't she just rest for a moment?
"I need to draw the murderer quickly." This time she remembered it clearly—the person's appearance, their eyes. Mu Yichuan looked at the woman intently drawing a portrait: "Ayu, weren't you scared just now?"
"What?" Xin Yu's focus was almost entirely on the drawing. "It all happened so fast. By the time I realized I was scared, you appeared. Before that, my mind was filled with you and Feng Xianyuan—um…"
Why did he kiss her again?
The drawing wasn't finished yet!
"Draw it later, I missed you." He snatched the pen and paper from her hand and threw them off the bed.
…
Xin Yu weakly tilted her head, looking at Mu Yichuan's perfectly sculpted profile. His eyes were closed, his long eyelashes casting a silhouette.
She quietly reached out and touched his shoulder again. She had touched that scar during their earlier struggle.
Hiss…
The thought of the gunshot made Xin Yu's head throb again.
But she knew that Mu Yichuan's pain there must be hundreds of times worse than hers. "Such good stamina?" He suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils sparkling like stars. He rolled over and pinned Xin Yu beneath him, only then noticing her pale face. He braced himself against her side with one hand. "What's wrong?"
"Does it still hurt?"
"It hurts," Mu Yichuan said frankly, his eyes clear, a slight smile playing on his lips. "It hurts so much."
Xin Yu frowned, trying to get up to look at the scar, but Mu Yichuan pressed her against his chest.
Firmness and softness pressed together, one feeling satisfied, the other shy.
"You have to make it up to me," Mu Yichuan's deep voice seductively whispered.
"Okay." Xin Yu thought carefully. "Then, shouldn't you tell me your situation first? How did you end up in Beihai? And how did you know about what happened to me tonight?"
"…"
"Mu Yichuan," Xin Yu's tone was unmistakably coquettish, "Didn't you ask me to make it up to you? I can fight alongside you!"
Seeing her hearty expression, Mu Yichuan couldn't help but tease her, "A comrade-in-arms?"
Xin Yu nodded frantically without thinking.
"Was that 'battle' just now exhilarating?" Mu Yichuan rolled over and pinned her down again.
"You…" Xin Yu pushed him away. This man was always setting traps for her!
"I like this compensation." He took advantage of her without reservation. "It's settled then. I want you to be my 'comrade-in-arms' for life."
Xin Yu was speechless. He only stopped when he had tormented her terribly.
When she woke up again, she didn't know what year or month it was. The moment she opened her eyes, she was completely stunned.
Heavens! Surrounded by the deep blue sea, she felt as if she were inside a transparent glass box.
Xin Yu sat up, hardly believing her eyes—
Outside the transparent glass, colorful fish swam to and fro, seaweed swayed gently, and various corals shimmered.
Ignoring her exhaustion, she ran to the glass wall, her dark eyes filled with amazement.
It was so beautiful!
She ran back and forth, interacting with the fish, her white silk nightgown and long black hair dancing gracefully.
"Wow!" She was underwater!
The mysterious and beautiful underwater world.
"Do you like it?"
Hearing Mu Yichuan's voice, Xin Yu almost jumped into his arms, "Mu Yichuan...so beautiful!"
He knew she would like it.
"How about compared to a cruise ship?"
Xin Yu gave him a coquettish glare. This stingy guy!
So he still had her pretending to be Qiu Zhi's girlfriend on his mind.
"What's with that expression?!" Mu Yichuan asked, displeased, then turned her head thirty degrees to the left. "Did you see that?"
Oh my god!
"That's a shark?!" Xin Yu exclaimed, her small hand tightly gripping Mu Yichuan's large hand.
"Yes." He glanced at their intertwined hands, his voice still cold and deep. "If you're not obedient in the future, I'll throw you out to feed the sharks."
"You bad guy!" How dare you scare her like that!
Xin Yu pushed Mu Yichuan hard, until she pushed him to the glass wall, right below the shark's mouth. "Hey, Mr. Shark!"
She pounded on the glass wall, shouting, "There's a bad guy here! Eat him!"
Perhaps the shark sensed Xin Yu's shout, its eyes twitched.
"Ah!" Mu Yichuan, also intrigued, lifted Xin Yu high and held her to the shark's mouth. She reached through the glass to touch it, but just then the shark opened its mouth wide, startling Xin Yu, who quickly withdrew her hand.
"Tell me, will you dare dress so beautifully again when I'm not around?!"
"I won't?!" Xin Yu really thought Mu Yichuan's thinking was peculiar; his words were never on the same wavelength as hers. "Ah, Mu Yichuan, carry me over there, I want to touch that pink fish!"
"Mu Yichuan, look, look, how beautiful that coral is! And it's so big!"
"Wow, Mu Yichuan..." Xin Yu's voice was hoarse from shouting, "Why aren't you looking? Look!"
"Looking at you is enough."