Qiu Zhi rolled his peach blossom eyes. He wasn't shy at all!
It was because Mu Yichuan had arrived!
Xin Yu stepped out with the medicine patch and saw a certain great figure leaning against his car.
Extremely languid.
And extremely alluring.
Mu Yichuan was like a richly colored ink painting; even still, every stroke carried a powerful aura.
Especially his dark eyes, which seemed to pierce through everything, reaching straight to the heart.
Xin Yu paused, standing still, unsure whether to move forward or backward.
How did she see him again so soon…?
He opened the car door, his long arm resting on it, his eyes hooking at Xin Yu.
"No sense of propriety, want to be punished again?" Qiu Zhi said sarcastically, taking a large stride towards Mu Yichuan.
Xin Yu curled her lip at his retreating back. Who wants to be punished? She had no choice but to take a step.
"Ninth Brother," Qiu Zhi raised a slight smile, his peach blossom eyes wide, "the little girl bumped her back."
Xin Yu smirked, muttering, "You talkative brat!"
Who needed him to report!
Didn't he see she was trying to hide the medicated patch?!
"What did you say?" Qiu Zhi said casually, but his peach blossom eyes held a piercing light. How dare she call him a brat!
Xin Yu pouted, secretly glancing at the powerful figure beside her.
Last night he had been so domineering and forceful in tormenting her, why did he seem unhappy today?
Mu Yichuan glanced at Xin Yu, displeased. Why did this woman seem so dense?
She'd only been away from him for less than three hours, and she'd already bumped her back?!
"Let me see."
Xin Yu's bright eyes widened, startled by his casual command. They were in the car!
And there were two men sitting in the front! "I'm fine, don't listen to Qiu Zhi's nonsense!"
"Nonsense?!" Qiu Zhi shouted angrily, "Who was it that wanted me to write a medical certificate for her, proving she couldn't attend the party?!"
Xin Yu, embarrassed, instantly clenched her fist and waved it at Qiu Zhi!
His provocative smile shone in his eyes.
Mu Yichuan, watching the bickering between the two, felt a pang of jealousy. He stretched out his long arm and pressed the partition.
Instantly, only the two of them remained in the confined space, their breaths audible to each other.
Xin Yu's face flushed instantly.
"Where?" Mu Yichuan reached out and lifted her shirt. Before Xin Yu could answer, he saw a fist-sized bruise on her left waist, so glaring against her fair skin.
She shrank back, startled by this sudden outburst.
What's wrong with this guy?
It's not like he's the one who's injured. He can't feel the pain, can he? "N-nothing, it's alright." Xin Yu quickly handed over the medicated patch Qiu Zhi had given her. "It'll be fine once it's on."
Mu Yichuan's cool fingertips gently traced the bruise, sending goosebumps down Xin Yu's spine.
"Ahem..." Qiu Zhi coughed deliberately before speaking, "Ninth Brother, it's best to rub the bruise until it's warm before applying the patch."
"Hmm." Mu Yichuan responded in a low voice, then coldly uttered two words, "Bear with it."
"Ah..." As soon as his hand started rubbing, Xin Yu instantly lost her composure from the pain. "No, no, don't move! Stop rubbing, it hurts so much!"
Mu Yichuan didn't stop at all, his large palm covering the bruise, rubbing clockwise.
Xin Yu bit her lip tightly, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She really wanted to know if this technique was correct.
And she did ask Qiu Zhi the truth.
But instead of an answer, she received a slap from Mu Yichuan!
...! He...he spanked her?!
Like an adult spanking a child!
Xin Yu felt so ashamed!
"Was there something wrong with my technique?" Mu Yichuan stared at Xin Yu, who had her head buried in her arms. This woman dared to question his technique!
"N-no," Xin Yu stammered, her voice low and hoarse. She was in so much pain she had no strength left.
After applying the patch, Mu Yichuan turned Xin Yu over and noticed her bangs were soaked and stuck to her forehead.
He paused slightly, hesitant to move for a moment. Was his technique really wrong?
Why was she in so much pain?!
"When does the party start?"
"It's still early. I'll find you a place to rest later."
"I wanted to ask—" Xin Yu glanced into Mu Yichuan's dark eyes, "Can I leave early?"
He gave her a sidelong glance. She wanted to escape before even leaving! "It depends."
Xin Yu, annoyed by the answer, simply closed her eyes. This heartless guy, was he really uncomfortable not seeing her?
Finally, the party began. Xin Yu was helped to change into a black knee-length evening gown and a pair of silver high heels!
"So high?" She looked at them speechlessly. Even normally, she had trouble carrying them, let alone now.
Mu Yichuan looked down at Xin Yu. The petite woman, with only a touch of makeup, was stunningly beautiful!
Her small, fair face, like a palm, shone with bright, dark grape-like eyes, and below her high, straight nose were the cherry lips he couldn't forget.
"You can hold my arm the whole time."
Xin Yu forced a smile. It sounded like Mu Yichuan's little scheme, and she wasn't going to let him succeed!
After practicing walking a short distance, she went from walking unsteadily to walking steadily for a while. Okay, goal achieved.
"When you see the eldest gentleman later, remember to hold me tight."
"What eldest gentleman?" Xin Yu stumbled, falling into Mu Yichuan's arms. Her older brother was coming?
No way?
"I...I don't want to see him." She wasn't ready. Besides, even though he explained yesterday that there was nothing between him and Zhang Wan, she still needed to confirm.
Mu Yichuan frowned.
"Eldest brother, is there a difference between you and a parent?" The saying "eldest brother is like a father" sounded authoritative.
"How about we invite Grandpa too, and meet him together?"
Xin Yu's eyes widened in surprise as she looked up at Mu Yichuan.
His dark eyes flashed with a hint of mockery, and his thin lips parted slightly, "The title is set, so there's no need for jealousy."
So, he was joking!
And he was mocking her!
Hmph! Xin Yu forced a smile, her eyes crinkling. "Alright, Mr. Jiu, I've been jealous since I was little, you'll have to cure me of this habit!"
He was just teasing her!
Let's see who's afraid of!
Mu Yichuan raised an eyebrow, took her small hand, and slipped the ring back onto her finger.
"How did you know where I put the ring?!" Xin Yu's expression stiffened; at this moment, she truly felt Mu Yichuan was omnipotent.
"So don't try anything funny in front of me." His gaze was deep, filled with an unreadable emotion.
Xin Yu pulled her hand away, pouting, and said, "I'm going to the restroom."
Mu Yichuan watched Xin Yu's slender back, slightly raising his hand. Mu Feng quickly ran over, "Mr. Jiu."
"Invite the old man to see Xin Yu."
Mu Feng paused, then quickly nodded in response.
Mu Yichuan glanced at the Vacheron Constantin on her wrist. "How long until Mr. Xin arrives?"
"Mu Jian went to pick him up. He'll be there on time."
"Okay, go ahead." With that, Mu Yichuan sat down on the sofa to wait for Xin Yu.
As soon as she opened the bathroom door, she saw Zhang Wan standing in front of the mirror, applying makeup with obvious dissatisfaction, and even taking out her makeup bag.
Today, Zhang Wan was wearing a tight-fitting dark red deep-V evening gown, which not only accentuated her most prized assets—her ample bosom—but also perfectly complemented her vibrant red lips.
"Xin Xin, have you been spending all your time studying?" Zhang Wan leaned against the sink, her eyes filled with undisguised disdain. "Dressed like that, you dare to dream of Mr. Jiu?!"
Xin Yu stood motionless, her dark eyes fixed, and calmly said, "Wanwan, I really want to know, was it you who arranged for your brother to suddenly appear on the second floor at the wedding?"
Back in university, Xin Yu wasn't close to anyone, but if we're talking about friends, Zhang Wan was definitely one.
So when Nan Yu said Zhang Wan wanted to harm her, she didn't want to believe it. So when Mu Yichuan brought her to the capital, Xin Yu felt deep down that she was the one who ruined their relationship.
"Arranged?" Zhang Wan chuckled, then quickly suppressed her laughter. "Could I possibly arrange for my silly brother? He's just stubborn, he insisted on taking a liking to you, the discarded son of the Xin family."
And in the end, he ruined the entire Zhang family!
...!
Shock flashed in Xin Yu's dark eyes. She actually saw her like that?! "So, not only did you look down on my silly brother, but you also stole my fiancé?"
Xin Yu stared at Zhang Wan, silent. She was now unsure who was telling the truth and who was lying!
"I want to know what exactly happened at the Chuan Yi Club a month ago?"
"What happened?" Zhang Wan suddenly took a step forward, her expression fierce, as if she wanted to tear Xin Yu apart. "Xin Xin, I really didn't know you were such a good actress?!"
She hadn't! She genuinely didn't remember!
"Xin Xin," Zhang Wan's expression suddenly changed, "Let's not talk about that anymore. Let's talk about my clothes. How are they? Pretty, right? Mr. Jiu gave them to me!"
Xin Yu frowned slightly. She was about to ask about what happened back then, but then she thought better of it.
Even if Zhang Wan really told her, could she believe her?
"You don't know, Mr. Jiu has already given me the Nanlong Villa. You're welcome to come and visit in the future."
Given the Nanlong Villa to Zhang Wan?!
And he said there was nothing between him and Zhang Wan! She was a sentimental person, clinging to home and the past. Even setting aside the fact that she still didn't understand why she was living there, the past month or so had been filled with memories!
Mu Yichuan had just given himself away so easily…
Even if there really was nothing between him and Zhang Wan, to him, was she even worth his time?!
Xin Yu's heart ached again. She clenched her fists, trying to suppress her physical reaction, but couldn't stop the waves of unease.
"Xin Xin, don't tell me you're sad."
"How could I?" Xin Yu's eyes were cold. "I never knew you liked someone else's leftovers so much."
Zhang Wan looked at Xin Yu coldly, shaking her waist. "I'm willing. At least I'm living in Mr. Jiu's house now, so luxurious and noble, while you, you penniless wretch, have been kicked out, living your usual impoverished life."
"Yes, I was kicked out."
Zhang Wan was slightly surprised, not expecting Xin Yu to admit it so weakly! If she really was kicked out, then this is her chance to turn things around!
"From an architectural perspective, the feng shui of Nanlong Villa is bad; it's cursed to bring misfortune to husbands. Women who live there will all be kicked out."
"You…!" Zhang Wan gritted her teeth in anger, wishing she could rush over and kill Xin Yu.
"I suggest you quickly find a feng shui expert to take a look and ward off evil spirits." With that, Xin Yu walked into the bathroom expressionlessly.
Ring ring ring.