What to do? What to do?
Just a few seconds ago she was overjoyed, but now Xin Yu felt utterly miserable!
"Get up!" She pushed Mu Yichuan with all her might, but his strong body remained unmoved. "I'll go back with you!"
"Trying to lie to me a third time?"
Lie to him? A third time?
When did she lie to him? She was speechless...
"Hurry up! Get up!" Xin Yu's tongue trembled with nervousness. "I won't, I promise! Isn't there an agreement?"
"Ha—" Mu Yichuan seemed to have heard a joke. "You still remember there's an agreement."
Xin Yu stared speechlessly as the lock turned. She must be having a run of bad luck lately, she was having a run of bad luck with doors! "Hoo..." Seeing Mu Yichuan stand up, Xin Yu let out a deep breath. "Don't you know kung fu? Get out of here through the window!"
"I thought you were a little rabbit, but you're a heartless ingrate." Mu Yichuan raised an eyebrow, a barely perceptible curve appearing on his resolute lips.
"You're the one who's heartless—" Xin Yu's retort was cut short when Yuanzi, standing at the door, froze, her chubby face filled with astonishment!
Undisguised, utterly unmasked shock…
Xin Yu slumped to the side, bumping into Mu Yichuan, then snapped back to her feet in shock, completely flustered. "Yuanzi, um… I… he's temporarily… my friend…"
Mu Yichuan's dark eyes swept over Xin Yu's embarrassed face, her porcelain-like cheeks flushing crimson. His deep, captivating voice rang out, "I'm her husband."
Xin Yu's temples throbbed. The voice was dark, seductive, and alluring.
"Mu Yichuan?!" she demanded sharply, her voice trembling with confusion. "Why are you so loud? What's wrong?" he asked, a cunning and scheming glint in his eyes.
Nothing was wrong. It was all her fault for signing that inexplicable agreement…
She'd sold herself to this cunning old fox, this cold and evil wolf!
"Wow, Ayu, why didn't you mention having a boyfriend yesterday?!" Yuanzi closed the door and walked over, her face beaming with surprise.
"It's your husband!" Mu Yichuan "kindly" but coldly reminded her.
"Oh, oh," Yuanzi said awkwardly, scratching her head. "Hello! I'm Ayu's childhood friend, my name is Yuanzi, Chengyuan."
Mu Yichuan gave a curt "hmm," grabbed Xinyu, and pulled her onto his lap. "Am I that shameful?"
Xinyu remained silent, unable to answer. She didn't think he was shameful, but she felt there were too many suspicious points between them, and he was… too domineering. To paraphrase Zhang Chen's words, he wielded immense power; she couldn't afford to offend him, and now it seemed she couldn't avoid him either.
Seeing the dangerous glint in Mu Yichuan's eyes, so deep and so intense, like a sharp knife.
"How could that be!" Yuanzi spoke first. Mu Yichuan's gaze only swept over her for a moment, and she immediately shrank back, taking a step back. But for Xinyu's sake, she was willing to risk it all. "Ayu likes your type! She even drew a picture of you in junior high, and it felt just like you..."
Oh my god! Xinyu was completely bewildered. Looking at the somewhat panicked and nervous Yuanzi, she couldn't bear it; she had ultimately caused trouble for Yuanzi's life.
"Early romance? Hmm?" Mu Yichuan's dangerous aura didn't lessen with the information Yuanzi provided; instead, it intensified.
"No...no." Xin Yu blinked her dark eyes, her expression a mixture of grievance and pleading. "Are you hungry? I'll go cook, please..."
Seeing Mu Yichuan scoff and release her, Xin Yu immediately got up, grabbed Yuanzi, and ran towards the kitchen.