Two days later, the plane landed in the United States, and Mu Yanxi was gently shaken awake by Yi Wulan.
Mu Yanxi groggily glanced out the window at the dissipating clouds, her voice still carrying a nasal tone from just waking up. “Are we here?”
The interior of the private jet was exquisitely decorated, with everything built to the highest specifications. But after a long journey across the ocean, fraught with turbulence, Mu Yanxi was still exhausted. She hadn’t been able to rest properly at all, remaining in a state of half-sleep the entire time.
“Yes. Are you very tired?” Yi Wulan tucked a strand of hair behind Mu Yanxi’s cheek, her eyes filled with a hint of worry. “I told you to just wait for me at home. You insisted on coming along on this trip. Your body is already weak, what if later…”
Mu Yanxi finally woke up completely amidst Yi Wulan’s nagging. She pressed a fingertip to Yi Wulan’s lips and said helplessly, “I was just not fully awake. Between the two of us, whose body is in worse shape?”
Yi Wulan studied Mu Yanxi for a moment before compromising. “Alright, let’s get off then. If you’re not used to it, you should go back to China early.”
Mu Yanxi stretched and took the initiative to push Yi Wulan toward the cabin door, her voice tinged with teasing. “I’m already here. Isn’t it a bit disingenuous for President Yi to be saying this now?”
Before Yi Wulan could speak, Mu Yanxi glanced at the assistants and bodyguards following them, then leaned down close to Yi Wulan’s ear and whispered with a laugh, “If you feel sorry for me, why don’t you make it up to me tonight?”
Yi Wulan’s hand tightened on the armrest. Without waiting for Mu Yanxi, she simply operated the wheelchair and rolled forward herself.
The wheelchair was stable, but it wasn’t slow. Mu Yanxi, wearing high heels, took two steps to chase after it before she couldn’t be bothered anymore. She called out, “Yi Wulan, slow down.”
Yi Wulan’s hand moved toward the control panel, but she still didn’t slow down.
Watching the wheelchair swaggering ahead, Mu Yanxi suddenly let out an “Aiya!” and complained theatrically, “Last night’s workout was too intense. My legs are so sore I can’t walk.”
The wheelchair in front screeched to a halt, as if both the chair and its owner had frozen solid.
At the same time, the few people traveling with them quickly turned themselves into statues, staring fixedly out the cabin window, not daring to get involved in the couple’s business.
Mu Yanxi slowly walked up, tapping the edge of the wheelchair’s touchpad twice, making a soft da-da sound. She looked at Yi Wulan with a faint smile. “President Yi, are you still running away now?”
Yi Wulan wasn’t as thick-skinned as Mu Yanxi. Mu Yanxi’s last sentence was clearly ambiguous, and the surrounding bodyguards had obviously let their minds wander.
Naturally, Yi Wulan wouldn’t let Mu Yanxi continue her unrestrained talk, so she had no choice but to stop. She moved her hand away from the touchpad, not wanting to deal with the triumphant Mu Yanxi.
Seeing Yi Wulan’s reaction, Mu Yanxi knew she had won. In a good mood, she pushed Yi Wulan forward, the corners of her lips unconsciously curling up.
After some banter, Gu Yan, who had gone ahead to make arrangements, returned. He was stunned for a moment by the strange atmosphere in the cabin before asking, “President Yi, the driver is already waiting outside. We can get in the car at any time.”
Mu Yanxi was a little surprised to see Gu Yan. “You’re just seeing a doctor, why did you bring your assistant along?”
Gu Yan adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled. “Although President Yi handled many matters in advance, there is still some work piled up. To make it convenient to ask for instructions later, I came uninvited. I hope Miss Mu doesn’t mind.”
Although she knew Gu Yan meant no harm, his words made Mu Yanxi feel like some siren leading the nation to ruin.
Gu Yan glanced at his watch. It was just past noon. “President Yi, should we go to the hotel to rest first, or go directly to Doctor Xiusina’s medical center?”
Yi Wulan had come this time specifically to re-evaluate whether her legs met the conditions for surgery. Therefore, she had worked overtime before coming to handle a large amount of work. Logically, even after arriving, she should get things done quickly and return as soon as possible.
But recently, Mu Yanxi’s mental state had clearly deteriorated. Although she used makeup to cover it up when she was on camera during the day, Yi Wulan, as her bedmate, was still keenly aware of Mu Yanxi’s fatigue.
Remembering how Mu Yanxi looked when she woke up after the plane landed, Yi Wulan couldn’t bear to see her rush around anymore. So she said, “Let’s go back to the hotel first. Reschedule the appointment with Doctor Xiusina for tomorrow.”
Doctor Xiusina’s medical team was private, and Yi Wulan had booked them for half a month in advance. Therefore, it didn’t matter if she went a little earlier or later.
“Yes, President Yi.”
At this moment, the “siren” Mu Yanxi poked Yi Wulan’s shoulder. “You’re the one getting the check-up, not me. Let’s do it as soon as possible. I don’t want to see you staying up all night every day either.”
Yi Wulan hesitated for a moment, then instructed Gu Yan, “Then let’s stick to the original plan.”
“Yes, President Yi.” Gu Yan nodded and went to make the arrangements.
Watching Gu Yan’s retreating back, Mu Yanxi couldn’t help but sigh, “Yi Wulan, where did you find such a diligent assistant? He’s meticulous with work and can even arrange your doctor’s appointments so orderly.”
Yi Wulan glanced at her. “What, you want him?”
Mu Yanxi weighed the idea in her mind. “If I didn’t have a manager, he would indeed be a good fit.”
“Mhm,” Yi Wulan nodded, then turned her head and said mercilessly, “With the little money you make in the entertainment industry, you probably can’t afford his annual salary.”
Mu Yanxi: …
Oh.
So you’re looking down on people again, are you?
Does being a president make you that proud?
So what if you’re rich? Aren’t you just earning it for me to spend?
With that thought, Mu Yanxi instantly felt better and magnanimously decided not to argue with Yi Wulan.
At three in the afternoon, in the suburbs of Boston.
Mu Yanxi accompanied Yi Wulan into the private medical center. Far from the city, the environment was quiet and serene, perfect for recuperation.
Every expert has their specialty, and the doctors here were top-notch in the field related to Yi Wulan’s condition. Yi Wulan had been here many times since her car accident, and the nurses had a vivid memory of this young, beautiful, and wealthy patient.
As soon as Mu Yanxi entered with her, the nurses greeted them enthusiastically, speaking a few English words with professional terminology, and informed them that the doctor was already waiting inside and needed to take Yi Wulan for a check-up first.
After Yi Wulan signed a consent form, a nurse pushed her into the examination room. The door shut with a merciless thud, separating Mu Yanxi from her without even a word of warning.
The fatigue from jet lag that Mu Yanxi had been feeling instantly vanished. She felt an inexplicable nervousness and stood at the door, at a loss.
“Miss Mu, it’s not time for President Yi’s official surgery yet. She’s just going in for a comprehensive check-up. It won’t cause any harm to her body.” Gu Yan, who had been confirming their schedule on his tablet, noticed the shift in Mu Yanxi’s emotions and tried to comfort her. “You don’t need to be so worried.”
Not just Gu Yan, but the bodyguards accompanying them had also been with Yi Wulan through countless similar check-ups both at home and abroad. After so many times, both Yi Wulan herself and they, as observers, had grown accustomed to it.
But Mu Yanxi didn’t think so.
Whether in this life or the last, she always had family by her side when she was sick. But after such a severe car accident, Yi Wulan only had these unrelated people with her.
She recalled the description of Yi Wulan in the novel. Every time, she received only disappointment from the doctors, with no comfort or encouragement from family or friends. Even her blood relatives, the Yi family, wished she had died in that car accident…
Mu Yanxi sighed. She could understand why Yi Wulan had been so pessimistic about her treatment before.
Gu Yan’s attempt at comfort only made Mu Yanxi feel worse. She looked at the tightly closed examination room door and said dejectedly, “I know she’s just having a check-up right now. I’m just afraid that during the examination, the physical responses will disappoint her once again.”
After all, for someone regaining hope, the blow of that hope being dashed is far more fatal than being given a bad prognosis from the start.
Even if the outside world rumored that the President of Rongjia was calm, capable, and aloof, how could Mu Yanxi, who spent her days and nights with her, not understand Yi Wulan?
Yi Wulan was also human. She could be disappointed, and sometimes even feel insecure about her body. She just chose to use the hardest shell to keep everyone out.
Putting herself in her shoes, Mu Yanxi felt that if she were the one in the car accident, she might have broken down after one disappointing result after another. Her mental fortitude was far inferior to Yi Wulan’s.
Hearing Mu Yanxi’s words, Gu Yan, who was standing beside her, also fell silent.
Gu Yan had become Yi Wulan’s assistant right after graduation. It could be said that he had watched her emerge victorious from the Yi family’s internal struggles. As Yi Wulan’s right-hand man, his traces could be found in almost every project Yi Wulan handled.
As Yi Wulan’s prestige grew, difficult partners and tough projects all became easier as her position solidified.
The power Yi Wulan possessed and the wisdom she displayed had also made Gu Yan naturally forget that Yi Wulan was not only the high and mighty President of Rongjia, but also a scarred patient who had sought medical help without success.
Regarding Mu Yanxi and Yi Wulan’s marriage, loyal subordinates like them who had long sided with Yi Wulan had initially seen it as just a business alliance.
But they never expected that this person from a business alliance would be the one to see through Yi Wulan’s vulnerability, becoming the only one who could truly put herself in Yi Wulan’s shoes.
It was no wonder that Mu Yanxi could make Yi Wulan, a person who had never meddled in the entertainment industry, go out of her way to discipline Rongjia Entertainment.
Just then, a few nurses brought over some coffee. “Sir, Miss, please wait in the lounge next door. Miss Yi’s examination will take about another hour.”
Mu Yanxi casually took a cup of coffee and gestured for Gu Yan and the two bodyguards to wait in the lounge.
Gu Yan still had work to attend to, so he went into the lounge. The two bodyguards exchanged glances, looked at Mu Yanxi’s expression, and moved to the entrance of the lounge, standing at a distance.
After they left, Mu Yanxi sat down on the bench closest to the examination room. Looking at the dark Americano, she instinctively refused to drink it.
The temperature in Boston wasn’t low, and the hospital had the air conditioning on, but Mu Yanxi’s hands were inexplicably cold. She cupped the coffee, which barely managed to calm her emotions.
The nurse who had brought the coffee sized up Mu Yanxi and asked curiously, “Miss, are you Miss Yi’s girlfriend?”
Because Mu Yanxi hadn’t spoken English from the beginning, the nurse deliberately slowed her speech.
Mu Yanxi was taken aback. After a slight pause, she turned her head and corrected, “I’m not her girlfriend. We’re already married.”
Hearing her answer, the nurse’s eyes widened for a second, then filled with a smile. She looked Mu Yanxi up and down several times. “Miss Mu and Miss Yi look very well-matched. Congratulations to you both.”
Mu Yanxi smiled. “Thank you.”
Hearing Mu Yanxi’s fluent English, the nurse’s interest in chatting was piqued. “Miss Mu, you might not know this, but you’re an object of curiosity for many people in our hospital.”
Mu Yanxi raised an eyebrow. “Curious about me?”
Mu Yanxi didn’t show any aversion to the nurse’s small talk. On the contrary, she was grateful that someone was willing to talk to her and distract her from her nervousness.
The people Yi Wulan brought were almost all men, and the few older aunties had gone to the hotel ahead of time. Mu Yanxi really couldn’t find anyone her age to talk to.
Such a staff composition was quite reassuring for the family back home. Mu Yanxi couldn’t help but wonder, after Yi Wulan’s illness is cured and they get divorced, which little vixen will be the lucky one?
“Mhm, or rather, we envy you.” The nurse simply sat down beside her and said mysteriously, “The first time Miss Yi came to our hospital for a check-up, she charmed many of our young nurses as soon as she was admitted. Everyone was fighting for her contact information.
Unfortunately, Miss Yi only ever stays for two or three days each time she comes, and there are always bodyguards stationed at her ward door. A few brave nurses finally managed to ask for her contact information, but she rejected all of them.”
Mu Yanxi wasn’t surprised by this outcome. Unlike other presidents who were surrounded by tabloid news, Yi Wulan, like her sister, was practically immune to scandals.
The nurse asked again, “Do you want to guess how Miss Yi rejected them?”
Mu Yanxi tilted her head. “You know?”
The nurse recalled Yi Wulan’s words: “She said she has a little kid at home that she needs to take care of, so her energy is limited.”
Mu Yanxi: …
A little kid to take care of?
Little kid?
Who’s the little kid?
Mu Yanxi was stunned by this description and couldn’t come back to her senses for a long time.
What made her even more embarrassed was that her first reaction upon hearing this was to imagine herself as that little kid.
It was all because of those nonsensical dreams she’d been having lately.
Mu Yanxi pressed her fingertips, which had felt a bit cold just a moment ago, to her warming earlobes, trying to hide her unusual reaction.
Then she said lightly, “Ah, is that so.”
The nurse, unaware of Mu Yanxi’s inner turmoil, continued, “Last time, Miss Yi had a minimally invasive surgery on her thigh. She was supposed to be under observation for a week post-op, but she only stayed for four days before leaving in a hurry. Fortunately, the recovery feedback we received later wasn’t bad.
At first, we were puzzled. It was Doctor Xiusina who mentioned by chance that Miss Yi had an emergency with her family back home, and she was too worried, so she rushed back.”
The heat in Mu Yanxi’s ears, which had just subsided, began to burn uncontrollably again.
The last time Yi Wulan returned to the country, it was right when her scandal with Yi Jingming was exposed. It was self-evident for whom Yi Wulan had cut her treatment short and rushed back.
But Yi Wulan had never mentioned this to her. After returning, she had only nonchalantly dismissed Yi Jingming from his position at Rongjia Entertainment and had taken care of her all night when she had a high fever due to her ability upgrade.
But it had to be said, when she received the nurse’s envious gaze, Mu Yanxi felt a secret thrill, her invisible tail almost wagging to the heavens.
After chatting for a while, the nurse went back to work. Mu Yanxi wasn’t as nervous as before, so she decided to scroll through Weibo for a bit.
Ever since the trending topic of her saving someone that night was praised by various official accounts, her social media feed had been much cleaner for the past two days. Even the anti-fans who loved to cause her trouble had quieted down.
As for Jiang Tong, who had been high on the trending list with her that day, he was still hanging on the trending list these past two days. It made her suspect that Jiang Tong had simply become an annual subscriber to Weibo, needing to parade everything on the trending topics.
The paid commenters below were tirelessly praising him with their eyes closed. The “rich second-generation” persona was firmly established, always managing to trick some ignorant passersby into becoming fans.
As she scrolled, an hour passed quickly, and the door to the examination room finally opened.
When Yi Wulan came out in her wheelchair, her complexion was much worse than when she went in, and her face showed a hint of fatigue.
Mu Yanxi immediately shot up, placed the cup aside, and walked over quickly. “Didn’t you say it was just a few check-ups? How did you get so tired?”
The tall female doctor behind Yi Wulan didn’t understand Mu Yanxi’s words, but she guessed their meaning from her expression and comforted her, “Don’t worry. The examination required the patient to exert force with her legs. It was just a normal data test.”
Only after Yi Wulan also nodded at her did Mu Yanxi feel relieved and say, “Thank you, doctor.”
The doctor was none other than Xiusina. Her expression was relaxed as she smiled at Yi Wulan. “Miss Yi, all your indicators have improved significantly compared to a month ago. You already meet the conditions for surgery. I was wondering, have you been doing any rehabilitation training?”
Yi Wulan shook her head.
“The speed of your body’s recovery is truly rare. I think the goddess of luck must be watching over you,” Doctor Xiusina said with exaggeration, her gaze then falling on Mu Yanxi.
Yi Wulan followed her gaze, and the corners of her lips curled up. “Perhaps.”
Mu Yanxi: …
Mu Yanxi cleared her throat. “Um, so when can she have the surgery?”
Xiusina became serious. “Miss Yi’s leg has been delayed for over half a year, and now all the data are approaching their peak values. As long as you want, it can be done at any time.
But there are some things I must inform you of in advance. If the surgery is successful as we envision, that would be for the best.
However, some deviations may occur during the process, and a great deal of rehabilitation training will be required afterward for Miss Yi’s leg to return to normal.”
The tension that had gripped Yi Wulan since entering the hospital finally eased. “I understand.”
Mu Yanxi frowned. “What do you mean by deviations?”
Yi Wulan answered first, “The worst it can be is how it is now. I can accept that.”
Seeing this, Mu Yanxi didn’t try to stop her anymore, but she did make a request: “We just arrived. I hope we can give her two days to acclimate before the surgery.”
“That would be even better. Facing the surgery in the best possible condition can increase the success rate.” Xiusina was very much in favor. She paused, then couldn’t help but tease, “The post-operative training this time is even more important than last time. I hope that in the days after the surgery, Miss Yi can at least cooperate with us for a week and not be in such a hurry to go back to China again.”
Yi Wulan thought Mu Yanxi didn’t know and wanted to move past the topic, but in the next moment, Mu Yanxi met her gaze and smiled. “Doctor Xiusina, don’t worry. She won’t run off this time. I’ll be here to supervise her personally.”
Yi Wulan: …
Yi Wulan quickly reacted, even forgetting to switch back to Chinese. “You know everything?”
Mu Yanxi shrugged. “The nurse just told me everything.”
Doctor Xiusina quickly guessed Mu Yanxi’s identity and spoke even more bluntly, “That’s good. As long as you’re here, we don’t have to worry about Miss Yi escaping.”
Yi Wulan and Mu Yanxi glanced at each other and quickly looked away. This time, neither of them responded to Doctor Xiusina’s words.
After giving her instructions, Doctor Xiusina returned to the examination room, and the nurses followed her in. For some reason, even the bodyguards who had been standing at the entrance of the lounge had disappeared.
“Um, shall we go?” Mu Yanxi was the first to speak.
“Let’s go.” Yi Wulan operated her wheelchair to move forward and asked, “You’ve been waiting outside for a long time, right? Are you tired?”
“Not tired. I’m not as weak as you, going in for a bit and coming out with a pale face.” Mu Yanxi finally found a chance to get back at Yi Wulan for calling her ‘physically weak.’ The earlier awkwardness was forgotten as she handed the coffee to Yi Wulan. “This coffee looks bitter. It’s for you.”
Yi Wulan glanced at the black coffee meant to be a pick-me-up and took it. “Should I find a bubble tea shop for you later?”
“Didn’t you say that’s junk food and I shouldn’t drink too much of it?”
The two chatted as they headed out. “It’s fine to have it occasionally.”
Mu Yanxi pushed her luck. “Then I want extra ice and extra sugar.”
“As you wish.”
Boston wasn’t like Yuncheng. For that one cup of bubble tea for Mu Yanxi, the driver drove around for over half an hour to find it. Fortunately, Gu Yan and the others had already returned to the hotel, so they didn’t witness Mu Yanxi’s even more “siren-like” side.
After getting her bubble tea, Mu Yanxi felt a little embarrassed and even refused Yi Wulan’s suggestion to go out for dinner.
Seeing this, Yi Wulan casually mentioned, “It seems Prada is holding a fashion show in Boston these next couple of days. If you’re too bored, you can go take a look.”
Hearing this, Mu Yanxi’s DNA instantly stirred. “Really? Half a month ago, I missed their show in Milan because of a work schedule.”
As a result, the dress she had her eye on was snatched up by a Hollywood actress.
Mu Yanxi had been stewing over this for the past two days and had mentioned it to Yi Wulan more than once.
Yi Wulan held back a laugh. “Mhm, so you can go see if you like anything this time.”
“Then… the money?”
Yi Wulan glanced at Mu Yanxi, whose personal coffers were nearly overflowing and who also held forty percent of Xinyu’s shares, and said helplessly, “Use my card.”
The driver parked the car at a Chinese restaurant that Yi Wulan frequented.
This Chinese restaurant was very famous, mainly due to its luxurious decor. Each private room in the restaurant had a huge, semi-circular floor-to-ceiling window, offering a view of the Boston Harbor nightscape from over thirty floors up, just like an observation deck.
The two were led to their private room by a waitress. Just as they were about to enter, the waitress who was guiding them suddenly called out to Mu Yanxi, her voice deliberately lowered but still filled with palpable excitement as she tentatively asked, “You’re Mu Yanxi, right?”
Mu Yanxi’s steps faltered. Abroad, she hadn’t bothered with any celebrity disguise, thinking that a small-time, eighteenth-tier starlet like her wouldn’t be recognized.
But she never expected…
Before she could answer, the waitress’s voice rose several degrees, so excited she was almost incoherent. “I-I’m a fan of your looks! Although your acting isn’t that great and you have a sharp tongue, a lot of international students were talking about you bravely doing the right thing a few days ago. Keep it up, sister!”
Mu Yanxi: … My acting isn’t that great and I have a sharp tongue?
You might as well just admit you’re an anti-fan.
But Mu Yanxi maintained perfect control of her expression and said, “Thank you.”
Yi Wulan, who had already rolled half a wheel into the room, stopped and turned to look.
The waitress was still chattering on, and as if worried Mu Yanxi would doubt her, she opened her WeChat:
“That Chanel dress you wore on the red carpet was also especially beautiful, leagues better than Chi An’s. I used that photo as my profile picture for a long time. Look, I’m still using it now!”
Mu Yanxi was slightly surprised. Even if the other person might have been an anti-fan in the past, she didn’t mind anymore. She smiled and said, “Thank you for your support.”
“So, c-can you give me an autograph?”
“Where should I sign?”
The waitress froze for a moment before realizing Mu Yanxi had agreed. She quickly held up the empty order menu, deliberately flipping to a blank page, and handed it over with a pen. “Sign here is fine. I’ll tear it out and keep it safe later. Thank you.”
Mu Yanxi was in a very good mood. After struggling in the entertainment industry for two years, this was the first time a fan had asked for her autograph. “You’ve been following me for so long, you should know my status before, right? This is the first time I’ve ever signed an autograph for a fan.”
Meeting Mu Yanxi’s smile, the waitress’s face instantly flushed red. She murmured, “You-you’re so beautiful, even more beautiful than online!”
Mu Yanxi was about to put pen to paper when a hand suddenly reached out.
The tip of the pen brushed against the fair back of the hand, and Mu Yanxi’s movement immediately stopped. She looked toward the owner of the hand.
The waitress, who had just been expressing her admiration, also looked at Yi Wulan with a dazed expression.
Yi Wulan said “one moment” to the waitress, then immediately pulled Mu Yanxi and maneuvered her wheelchair into the private room.
Mu Yanxi followed closely behind.
The door to the private room was shut with a thud. Mu Yanxi looked at Yi Wulan, a little bewildered. “What’s wrong?”
Yi Wulan rummaged through her bag, finally finding a pen and one of her own business cards. She stuffed them into Mu Yanxi’s hand. “Sign.”
Mu Yanxi was a bit dazed. “What?”
“Sign it, quickly.” Thinking of the waitress still waiting outside, Yi Wulan said impatiently, “If you still want your dress, then sign.”
Her voice was extremely cold. Anyone who didn’t know better would have thought she was giving Mu Yanxi an order, not asking for an autograph.
Mu Yanxi stared at Yi Wulan in disbelief, finding the situation more and more novel.
She had finally met a fan asking for her autograph today, so why was Yi Wulan joining in on the fun?
Could it be for her first autograph?
That seemed a bit absurd.
Mu Yanxi was amused by her own thought and didn’t dwell on it. She quickly signed her name next to Yi Wulan’s, even deliberately making the left side of her signature touch the ‘Lan’ character of Yi Wulan’s name with a flourish.
Then, she raised her chin haughtily and held it out. “Here.”
Yi Wulan took the business card.
Just as Mu Yanxi was about to say something teasing, before the words could leave her mouth, Yi Wulan skillfully maneuvered her wheelchair backward and pulled open the door.
Then she gave her a light, indifferent push on the small of her back, pushing her out.
The door was shut with a thud once again.
Mu Yanxi: …
The waitress still waiting outside was delighted to see Mu Yanxi emerge again. “Are you free now?”
“Um…” Mu Yanxi gave a very unnatural cough, tidied her slightly messy hair, and smiled at the waitress without batting an eye. “My elder sister at home isn’t feeling well. I was just taking care of her for a moment. You don’t mind, do you?”
“Not at all, not at all.” The waitress was very understanding. “The medical care here in Boston is indeed excellent. I hope your sister recovers soon.”
“Mhm, she will.” Mu Yanxi took the pen and paper from the waitress, signed her name, and handed it back, reminding her, “You’re an international student, right? The hallway is busy. In the future, even if you want an autograph, ask for it inside the private room. Don’t let your boss see you.”
The waitress was incredibly moved, repeatedly agreeing with Mu Yanxi and promising, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone what happened today. You, you have to keep up the good work.”
When Mu Yanxi returned to the private room, Yi Wulan was already sitting at the table, looking at the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window, lost in thought.
Mu Yanxi savored the memory of what had just happened with great interest, then sat down next to Yi Wulan and said, as if asking for credit, “President Yi, I’ve earned my dress now, right?”
Yi Wulan picked up the menu from the side and handed it to her. “Order.”
“You haven’t answered my question.” Mu Yanxi didn’t take it, pushing the menu back. She propped up her head and blinked at the other woman.
Yi Wulan was silent for two seconds, then suddenly pressed the service bell and said coldly, “If you dawdle any longer, you won’t get it.”
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so cute