It wasn’t until Yi Wulan left for work that Mu Yanxi slowly poked her head out from under the covers, then sluggishly moved to the bathroom, her expression complicated as she examined the small pimple next to her collarbone.
Just then, a call came from Bai Yu’an.
Mu Yanxi was looking for someone to complain to. Glancing at the pimple on her collarbone, she didn’t hesitate to ask the person to meet at the same spa as last time.
Bai Yu’an lived far away and was still stuck in traffic when Mu Yanxi arrived. So, Mu Yanxi decided to swim a couple of laps in the spa’s pool.
The swimming pool was connected to the spa and was usually only accessible to members. Not only was the water quality clean, but there was also no strong smell of disinfectant. The water was changed for practically every person.
Carrying her frustration and a desire to vent, Mu Yanxi dove into the pool and swam several laps without stopping.
Half an hour later, after finishing her last lap, she climbed out of the pool, took off her goggles, and ran a hand through her long hair, revealing a vibrant and striking face.
Coupled with Mu Yanxi’s tall stature, slender waist, and long legs, her already fair skin took on a lustrous sheen after soaking in the pool. A nearby attendant came over with a towel and fruit juice, praising Mu Yanxi so much that she started to feel a little giddy.
Contrasting this with Yi Wulan’s attitude about her pimple that morning, Mu Yanxi took a selfie. Her smile was brilliant, and beads of water that hadn’t been wiped away trickled down her neck, sparking the imagination, yet remaining tasteful.
She slightly adjusted the lighting of the photo and posted it on her Moments.
Within minutes, those superficial rich kids on her Moments were online. The number of likes and comments was unprecedented, a string of rainbow compliments pouring out as if they were free:
【Where did the second miss go to have fun? Why didn’t you call me? I’ve been waiting for you.】
【This is too beautiful, simply a fairy descended to earth.】
【What foundation are you using? Why can’t I see any trace of makeup?】
【…】
The praises made Mu Yanxi increasingly ecstatic, but she remained outwardly unmoved, merely sipping her freshly squeezed juice through a straw and admiring her photo from every angle, feeling that she was in excellent condition today.
The upgrade of her ability had erased the dark circles from staying up late, and there wasn’t a hint of fatigue on her face. So, she pettily recalled what Yi Wulan had said in bed that morning.
What did she mean, she got a pimple from staying up late?
Even with a pimple, she could still receive a flood of compliments, okay!
To prove this point, Mu Yanxi privately sent the selfie to Yi Wulan.
Yi Wulan had just finished listening to the planning report from the vice president of Rongjia Entertainment’s project department, which was, to put it simply, a request for money for the next quarter. The entire president’s office was filled with a tense atmosphere when her phone lit up like a savior.
Seeing this, Assistant Gu Yan, who was standing to the side, immediately pulled the project vice president over and tactfully pointed out several unreasonable parts of the project manager’s plan.
Yi Wulan swiped open the screen. In just a few seconds, Mu Yanxi had already flooded her chat.
There was a selfie, two screenshots of comments from her Moments, and an attached sticker: 【Little puppy peeking.jpg】
The project vice president, who was in the middle of being reprimanded, glanced at his own president out of curiosity and was struck as if by lightning.
Although Rongjia Entertainment was a subsidiary of the Rongjia Group, it had previously been managed by Yi Jingming. For a minor project manager like him, there had never been an opportunity to interact with Yi Wulan. If it weren’t for the current leadership vacuum at Rongjia Entertainment, it wouldn’t have been his turn to approach Yi Wulan.
When Yi Jingming’s scandal broke online a while ago, the upper management of Rongjia Entertainment hadn’t taken it seriously. After all, he was their own young master, and wanting a minor celebrity wasn’t such a big deal.
But who would have known that just a few hours later, they would receive news of Yi Jingming’s dismissal, with the document personally delivered by Yi Wulan’s special assistant, Gu Yan.
It was self-evident whose intention the document represented.
The senior management of Rongjia Entertainment, being involved in the entertainment industry, were naturally more sensitive to such matters than people in other industries under Rongjia. Furthermore, Gu Yan had also instructed their public relations team to compensate the young starlet, Mu Yanxi.
Rongjia Entertainment’s senior management held an emergency meeting overnight. It could be said that for as long as Mu Yanxi’s management team stayed up worrying about retaliation from Rongjia Entertainment, the senior management of Rongjia Entertainment was in a meeting.
After much deliberation and fearing they would once again anger the Rongjia headquarters, they reluctantly sacrificed the marketing resources originally intended for their own A-list artist and grudgingly applied them to Mu Yanxi.
And that was how the grand spectacle of so many official Blue V accounts collectively coming out in support came to be.
This kind of viral marketing, if applied to any of Rongjia Entertainment’s originally intended artists, could have yielded benefits comparable to an award for best actor or actress. But on that Mu Yanxi, it seemed the buzz wouldn’t last more than a few days.
The hearts of Rongjia’s executives were bleeding, but they were relieved that no one else from Rongjia headquarters had come, which allowed them to breathe a sigh of relief.
The project vice president had been completely baffled, but it wasn’t until he saw his own president zooming in on Mu Yanxi’s photo, looking for all the world like a star-struck fan, that the points of confusion in his mind instantly connected.
He was so frightened that the documents in his hand nearly fell to the floor.
He couldn’t help but feel grateful that they had been pragmatic enough to give the resources to Mu Yanxi back then.
Otherwise, they would probably be on the list of laid-off employees today, just like Yi Jingming.
However, Yi Wulan was unaware of the project vice president’s thoughts. She carefully examined every picture Mu Yanxi had sent, especially when she zoomed in and saw that pimple on Mu Yanxi’s collarbone. Her gaze paused slightly.
It was like a tiny red mole adorning her fair collarbone. The surrounding undried skin glistened with water, making the pimple look even more vivid and charming.
Yi Wulan typed 【Not bad】 in the chat box and sent it.
The narcissistic little peacock, having just been showered with fancy rainbow compliments on her Moments, naturally looked down on Yi Wulan’s two words and immediately bristled: 【Is there nothing else you want to say?】
Yi Wulan replied honestly: 【Cover up more next time you post on Moments.】
After a pause, vaguely sensing that Mu Yanxi might get angry, she added: 【You’ll catch a cold.】
Mu Yanxi, upon receiving Yi Wulan’s message: …
Mu Yanxi took two fierce gulps of her juice, trying to calm her emotions. She was about to type a sarcastic reply in the chat box, but before she could get started, Yi Wulan’s message came even faster: 【After all, you look good in anything.】
Mu Yanxi’s fingers, which had been typing furiously, paused. She stared at those nine words, reading them over and over again, before she was certain they were really from Yi Wulan.
It was completely unimaginable that these words came from that old-fashioned Yi Wulan, who had remained unmoved no matter how much she had tried to flirt with her.
Although Mu Yanxi was very pleased by this, she couldn’t help but complain inwardly that Yi Wulan’s complimenting skills were terrible. Why couldn’t she learn from the people on Moments and praise her a little more?
After complaining, Mu Yanxi switched back to her Moments. After admiring her own stunning beauty once more, she inexplicably set the photo to private.
After all, thanks to the previous live stream and the support of those Blue V accounts, her Weibo had seen a rare decrease in haters these past two days, and Yi Wulan had played a significant role in that.
She was a person who knew how to repay kindness. Condescending to grant this small wish of Yi Wulan’s didn’t seem like such a big deal, right?
Just as Mu Yanxi hid her Moments post, Bai Yu’an arrived at the spa. She claimed she was there to show concern for Mu Yanxi and that meeting at a spa was to detox her body, but in reality, her curiosity for gossip was never far from her lips.
In the short time it took for Mu Yanxi to change out of her swimsuit, Bai Yu’an had already been making a fuss outside the changing room for a while: “So the person holding you during the live stream that night was really Yi Wulan?”
Mu Yanxi pushed aside the curtain and corrected her righteously, “Yes, that’s because the doctor hadn’t arrived yet, and she was worried I would fall.”
“Then Yi Jingming losing Rongjia Entertainment must have been her doing, right?” Bai Yu’an blinked. “It seems there can be love in a business marriage after all.”
Mu Yanxi was taken aback and quickly retorted, “What love? You have no idea how much she loves to control me. She’s just like my sister, meddling in everything. I was lying in bed the next day until my whole body went numb, okay?”
Hearing this, Bai Yu’an let out a suggestive “Ooh” and teased, “I didn’t realize Yi Wulan’s skills were so good, even with her leg problems.”
Mu Yanxi had only been complaining about being forced to lie in bed and recuperate the day after her high fever. With Bai Yu’an’s interruption, she suddenly felt that her words could be misinterpreted.
Mu Yanxi went to great lengths, trying to explain for a full minute before she finally cleared up the misunderstanding.
But even after learning the truth, Bai Yu’an didn’t comfort Mu Yanxi for being trapped in bed for a day. Instead, she seemed to take even more pleasure in her misfortune. She clutched her stomach, laughing so hard it hurt, and finally managed to make Mu Yanxi angry.
Mu Yanxi shot her a cold glance. “Bai Yu’an, do you have many friends?”
Bai Yu’an’s smile faltered slightly, and she asked, somewhat puzzled, “What’s wrong? In Yuncheng, you’re the only one I’d call a friend.”
After all, she had only recently returned to the country.
Mu Yanxi was very satisfied. She smiled sweetly and said, “Then you’ll soon have no friends at all. Aren’t you happy?”
Bai Yu’an: …
Bai Yu’an finally understood the meaning behind Mu Yanxi’s words. Looking at Mu Yanxi’s instant change of face, she couldn’t help but think of the Mu family’s second miss that others talked about. Perhaps because her own personality was similar, she didn’t find Mu Yanxi malicious at all. Instead, she found this side of Mu Yanxi quite cute.
Like a cat that gets its fur up at the slightest disagreement.
Bai Yu’an reined in her exaggerated smile and began to side with Mu Yanxi, complaining about Yi Wulan. “Yi Wulan is too much. It’s one thing for her to be busy with company matters all day, but just because she doesn’t need entertainment, why can’t you have any?”
After saying that, she stole a glance at Mu Yanxi, looking like a thief ready to change her tune at any moment.
For some reason, hearing this made Mu Yanxi feel awkward again. She defended Yi Wulan in a small voice, “Actually, it’s not that bad. She took care of me all night when I had a fever.”
After she finished, she received a disdainful look from Bai Yu’an, as if to say: Oh, so she’s that good?
Mu Yanxi, contradicting herself, felt uncomfortable all over again and quickly changed the subject.
She pulled out the incident from that morning and complained to Bai Yu’an at length, “…You tell me, is that reasonable? She actually said I have a pimple!”
“So, you were trying to seduce her into eating you, but she just said you had a pimple?” After asking this, Bai Yu’an finally couldn’t hold back and collapsed into Mu Yanxi’s arms with an exaggerated laugh. “Hahahaha, I’m sorry, just let me laugh for a bit. Even if you’re going to block me, please satisfy me, babe, okay?”
Mu Yanxi watched Bai Yu’an’s performance numbly. Just when she was about to lose it, Bai Yu’an managed to stop laughing and said righteously, “Yi Wulan is so unromantic! Where’s the pimple? Fairies don’t get pimples!”
But despite this, Mu Yanxi still pushed the person leaning on her away, saying with disgust, “Can’t you pay attention to your image when we’re out? Besides, you know my profession is special, right? I don’t want any rumors about being kept by a rich girl.”
“If the paparazzi can get a shot in here, then this spa might as well close down.” Bai Yu’an, having had her laugh, linked arms with Mu Yanxi and walked towards their private room. “But, before you let go of Yi Wulan, did she really bend down and touch your collarbone?”
“It wasn’t a touch, she pointed.”
“You’re making such a big deal over a little point?” Bai Yu’an gave Mu Yanxi a look as if she were an idiot. “That doesn’t sound like the rumors about her.”
“What’s different?”
Bai Yu’an hesitated for a few seconds, then suddenly stopped just before entering the private room. “Why do I feel like she’s deliberately making a move on you? Xiao Xixi, are you sure you’re the one teasing her, and not her…”
Bai Yu’an stopped just in time, leaving Mu Yanxi with a meaningful look.
Mu Yanxi looked as if she had heard a horror story. Her hand, reaching for the doorknob, froze in place, and she stumbled, nearly crashing into it.
But she quickly steadied herself and sneered with a blank expression, “How is that possible? Someone like Yi Wulan who treats work like her wife, why would she ever take the initiative? It was just a coincidence.”
Seeing this, Bai Yu’an was a little hesitant. “I was just saying. Why are you so worked up?”
“I’m not…”
The two entered the private room, where the technicians greeted them warmly.
On the surface, Mu Yanxi calmly cooperated with the technician’s movements, but inside, her mind was already caught in a tangled loop.
Bai Yu’an didn’t know the true state of her marriage, but how could she, the person involved, not know?
How could the frigid Yi Wulan, who had remained as unshakable as a mountain after more than two months of her teasing, possibly take the initiative to do anything?
When the time came, she would use her ability to heal Yi Wulan, handle that pile of troublesome matters in the Yi family, and then divorce Yi Wulan, receive a handsome alimony, and start her retirement at a young age. It would be a divine life.
Who was worked up?
She certainly wasn’t worked up.
After fabricating a good reason for herself, Mu Yanxi’s heart instantly felt at ease again.
After the viral popularity brought by those Blue V accounts, although the boost for Mu Yanxi wasn’t as significant as for other celebrities, quite a few job offers still came her way.
After resting for a few days, Mu Yanxi felt she was being a bit of a slacker and couldn’t bring herself to refuse the jobs her manager arranged anymore, thus restarting her life as a diligent worker.
Her manager was still carefully selecting film and television projects, but the titles of her endorsements had risen a level. While she wasn’t landing any major international brands, a good number of well-known domestic brands had approached her.
And because of Mu Yanxi’s recent viral fame, some variety shows that had already been recorded but not yet aired were specially re-edited for her. With more screen time, the promotional efforts had to keep up.
These past few days, Mu Yanxi was leaving home with Yi Wulan almost every day, yet she was busier and worked later than Yi Wulan, a true model worker.
Despite being so busy during the day, she still had to expend energy at night to transfer her ability. Yet, Mu Yanxi never neglected to tease Yi Wulan, as if it had become a nightly ritual.
Day by day, Mu Yanxi became more and more proficient. The person who was once hesitant even with a layer of plastic wrap separating them while transferring her ability could now remain calm and composed, no longer blushing and stopping after just a few seconds.
Even if one day she didn’t use the plastic wrap, she could… well, that was probably still not possible.
In the blink of an eye, it was mid-August. Yuncheng was hit by several typhoons in a row, finally bringing down the scorching temperatures that made one feel like they would die from the sun just by stepping outside.
With the weather improving, Bai Yu’an, who had left Yuncheng to escape the heat after her spa day with Mu Yanxi a few days ago, rushed back.
As soon as she returned, she ran to the studio where Mu Yanxi was filming a promotional video for a variety show to wait for her. Upon seeing her, her conversation was filled with the high-society gossip she had heard these past few days.
Which family’s illegitimate son had shown up at their door, which family’s bride had run away from her wedding, which family had offended someone and was on the verge of bankruptcy, and so on.
When she was tired of talking, she took a sip of the milk tea Mu Yanxi handed her. Her eyes caught a familiar figure, and she suddenly brought it up, “Hey, isn’t that Jiang Tong, the illegitimate son from Nuomei Medical?”
Mu Yanxi, chewing on her straw, didn’t even glance over and replied lazily, “Don’t a lot of people in the entertainment industry go to his family’s clinic for plastic surgery? They all come out looking like they’ve been in a car accident and had their faces ruined.”
“Tsk, your standards are too high.” Bai Yu’an led Mu Yanxi to her car. “I was talking about that illegitimate son, Jiang Tong. I was on the same flight back as him. He acts so high and mighty just because he’s a celebrity.”
Mu Yanxi wasn’t surprised by Bai Yu’an’s words. After all, the circles of the rich and powerful were also divided by status, and they had always looked down on illegitimate children whose fathers had an original wife.
A person certainly couldn’t decide their birth, but they could choose not to take that benefit. If they paraded around in high society under the guise of being a rich second generation, then they couldn’t blame others for their prejudice.
Bai Yu’an’s complaints continued: “The son of the Jiang family’s original wife was quite polite when I met him last time, but that Jiang Tong is so petty. He acts like he’s better than everyone just because he’s a celebrity. I don’t know what he has to be so proud of.”
Mu Yanxi did have some impression of this Jiang Tong, but not from the gossip Bai Yu’an was still complaining about—his constant trending on hot searches and marketing himself with his rich-kid identity—but from memories of her past life.
Ever since the Shuilin Fang project was brought to light the night before the Qixi Festival, the subsequent online feedback had been very good. Now, Jiang Tong’s appearance meant that the person behind the scenes was about to make their move.
The mastermind had waited about ten days before acting, in order to make them lower their guard. It had to be said that they were indeed very patient.
“Where do you think he gets the nerve to push the gimmick of ‘if I don’t make it in showbiz, I’ll have to inherit a billion-dollar fortune’?”
Bai Yu’an’s words brought Mu Yanxi’s thoughts back to the present. “Don’t bother with people like him. If he wants to use it, let him.”
“Look at the backgrounds of those in the industry now. Who can compare to you? Yet you’re the one getting relentlessly hated on by those netizens.”
Bai Yu’an, perhaps feeling a bit protective, began to feel indignant for Mu Yanxi. “I’d really like to see if the Jiang family will just let this Jiang Tong go around swindling people. When his illegitimate status is exposed and he crashes and burns, I’m afraid he’ll lose all face, right?”
Mu Yanxi just smiled, not paying it any mind.
The two chatted about other topics, had lunch, and then Mu Yanxi went home early, buying a few bouquets of chrysanthemums on the way.
The next day, with no work scheduled, Mu Yanxi woke up unusually early, even half an hour before Yi Wulan’s biological clock.
She deliberately got out of bed quietly, but to her surprise, when she finished washing up, Yi Wulan was also in the living room.
Sometimes, you really had to believe in the metaphysics the older generation talked about. The dream Mu Yanxi had at the beginning of the month about the funeral was like a message from her parents, reminding her that the anniversary of their deaths was approaching.
Just as Mu Yanxi finished getting her things ready and received a call from Mu Yanqing, she was surprised to see Yi Wulan also waiting by the door, dressed in a simple white dress.
An inexplicable warmth flowed through her heart.
When Mu Yanxi was first reborn, she had secretly gone to the cemetery alone. She had rambled on to her parents, telling them that she would live well in this life, and also that she was already married.
When she introduced Yi Wulan to her parents, she had tried very hard to praise Yi Wulan based on her limited impression of her. At that time, having just been reborn, she hadn’t thought too much about it. Now, thinking back, the two families had always been close. How could her parents not have known Yi Wulan well?
The black Rolls-Royce sped towards the suburbs. Mu Yanxi slowly turned her head to look at Yi Wulan beside her.
Perhaps her gaze was too direct, as Yi Wulan also turned her head. “What is it?”
“Nothing, just thinking that you seem to be in good spirits lately.”
For the past half-month, Mu Yanxi had been using her upgraded ability to treat Yi Wulan every night, and the feedback from the ability was getting better and better. In particular, one time when Mu Yanxi was fooling around in bed, Yi Wulan’s leg had shown a slight knee-jerk reaction.
This was undoubtedly a good sign.
When Mu Yanxi arrived, Mu Yanqing was already there.
She was slightly surprised to see Yi Wulan accompanying her, but she didn’t stop her.
Yi Wulan simply paid her respects and then left the space for the two sisters, maneuvering her wheelchair to wait under a more distant cypress tree.
Coincidentally, it was the very same cypress tree Mu Yanxi had been under in her dream, causing her to stare at Yi Wulan’s back in a slight daze.
Perhaps she had been looking at Yi Wulan for too long, as she was easily caught by Mu Yanqing who was beside her.
With a light smack, she hit the back of her head and said coldly, “Mu Yanxi, are you in love?”
Startled, Mu Yanxi quickly averted her gaze, nearly dropping the chrysanthemums in her hand.
She calmed down for two seconds, then found Mu Yanqing’s words somewhat baffling and retorted with conviction, “Yi Wulan and I are already married, so what’s wrong with being in love? Is it any of your business?”
Mu Yanqing’s eyes darkened as she scrutinized her. “Really?”
Perhaps it was Mu Yanqing’s overly serious expression, or perhaps it was because they were in front of their parents’ grave, but Mu Yanxi still told the truth: “N-no, we’re not.”
Hearing this, Mu Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned. “If you’re not in love, then why are you staring at Yi Wulan all day? Is she that good-looking?”
For some reason, Mu Yanqing recalled the conversation she had with Yi Wulan in her dining room.
She had already warned Yi Wulan not to mess with Mu Yanxi. How was it that after just a few days, not only had this spark not been extinguished, but it was burning brighter than ever?
If she had known this dog Yi Wulan was so untrustworthy, she would never have let Mu Yanxi go home with her that day.
Mu Yanxi argued, “Can’t I observe the surrounding scenery for Mom and Dad?”
Mu Yanqing sneered, “So, did you see anything?”
“The feng shui here is very good. Mom and Dad will definitely meet again in the next world.” Perhaps the scene brought up sad memories. Mu Yanxi looked at her parents’ photos, a wave of sorrow and grievance welling up in her heart, and even her voice became subdued.
She leaned against the tombstone, complaining pitifully, “You’re just taking advantage of Mom and Dad not being here to bully me.”
Mu Yanqing froze, her eyes filled with disbelief. “Do you really have to say this here?”
“It’s all your fault for scolding me.” Mu Yanxi felt guilty under her sister’s gaze. Remembering the day of her parents’ funeral in her dream, she said defiantly, “What are you doing? You didn’t object when Yi Wulan took care of me back then, but now that she’s had an accident, you’re against this and that. How can you be so ungrateful…”
Ungrateful?
Who was she doing all this for?
Mu Yanqing was about to be made sick with anger by Mu Yanxi.
Mu Yanxi was still bluffing: “I’m telling you, Mom and Dad are here today. If you hit me, be careful they don’t come looking for you at night.”
“It would be nice if they did come to see me.” Mu Yanqing rubbed her temples, seeming not to want to argue with Mu Yanxi anymore. She sat down calmly opposite Mu Yanxi. “Alright, tell me, how far have you two gone in your relationship?”
Mu Yanxi: …
What relationship?
At most, it was just that she had dreamed a few times about her lost memories, and on top of that, her nightly ‘molestation’ of Yi Wulan had given her some strange feelings and a bit of embarrassment, that’s all.
Mu Yanxi muttered under her breath, “We’re really not in a relationship. Look at Yi Wulan, she’s like an ancient iron tree. Does she look like she’s about to blossom?”
Thinking for a moment, she recounted the pimple incident from a few days ago to Mu Yanqing, thinking it was very persuasive, hoping to prove that Yi Wulan was indeed a frigid person who couldn’t be teased.
But she had only proven that Yi Wulan was heartless, not that she herself was.
As soon as Mu Yanqing heard this, she immediately became unhappy.
Her sister was such a perfect person, and it was Yi Wulan who had initiated the marriage alliance back then. Why was it that after all these years, her sister had become the one taking the initiative?
The more Mu Yanqing thought about it, the worse she felt. She kicked Mu Yanxi’s heel. “Hey, so what are you thinking?”
“I’m not thinking about anything.” Seeing that her sister was determined to get an answer, Mu Yanxi’s mind raced. She said, “She was with me when Mom and Dad passed away, so I’ll be with her now. Maybe one day she’ll really recover.”
Mu Yanqing: …
Great.
She says it’s nothing, yet her heart and mind are filled with thoughts for Yi Wulan’s well-being, waiting for her to recover.
Mu Yanqing thought grimly that she, damn it, actually knew that Yi Wulan’s condition had shown signs of improvement at her last check-up.
Was this Mu Yanxi’s way of repaying a debt of gratitude?
When Yi Wulan really did get better, wouldn’t she be the first one to pounce?
Heh.
Mu Yanqing’s gaze shifted to Yi Wulan waiting under the cypress tree. She was practically grinding her teeth, yet she was helpless.
Mu Yanxi followed her gaze and said nervously, “Sis, what are you going to do? You’re not going to bully a sick person in the middle of nowhere, are you?”
After all, her family had so many bodyguards, she had to be suspicious of Mu Yanqing’s motives.
“Bully a sick person?” Mu Yanqing scoffed twice. “If I had that kind of free time, I’d rather go buy some regret medicine.”
Mu Yanxi gave her a strange look, thinking her sister was being crazy again.
So she didn’t argue with her anymore and just turned to look at her parents on the tombstone, refusing to communicate.
The two stayed until noon before leaving the cemetery.
Before leaving, Mu Yanxi asked where they were going for lunch. Mu Yanqing, after glancing at the annoying, still-present Yi Wulan, lost all interest in even saying goodbye to her sister and left without a backward glance.
Yi Wulan watched Mu Yanqing’s retreating back, looking thoughtful. “Did you make her angry again?”
“Of course not, she’s the one being crazy.” Mu Yanxi pouted and pushed Yi Wulan’s wheelchair towards the parking area.
“Stop making her angry. Your sister is just…”
“Stop, stop, stop!” Mu Yanxi promptly cut off Yi Wulan’s lecture and changed the subject. “Let’s not talk about my sister. Yi Wulan, you waited a long time for me just now, didn’t you?”
“It was fine.”
Mu Yanxi slowed her pace and smiled. “Ah, I get it. You remembered the date and planned to come with me to meet the in-laws, didn’t you?”
Yi Wulan leaned back in her chair, looking relaxed. She seemed helpless in the face of Mu Yanxi’s words but didn’t refute them.
Mu Yanxi stopped, circled around to the front, and hooked Yi Wulan’s hand, taking the opportunity to bring it up. “Do you know what my sister and I were arguing about just now?”
“Afraid I won’t live for many years?”
Yi Wulan mentioned her own health condition so casually that the smile on Mu Yanxi’s lips froze. Even though Yi Wulan’s health had improved recently, whenever it was mentioned, Yi Wulan would still plan for the worst-case scenario.
It gave Mu Yanxi a huge headache.
She sighed and squatted down beside Yi Wulan. “Yi Wulan, now that you’ve met my parents, you have to be responsible for me.”
She looked at Yi Wulan with such pleading eyes, as if she could be abandoned at any moment.
No one could refuse a Mu Yanxi like this.
Not even Yi Wulan, who spent every day with her.
Yi Wulan’s fingertips curled slightly.
Mu Yanxi’s hand gently slipped into Yi Wulan’s clenched one, her meaning clear: “You can’t go back on your word.”
Perhaps the scene brought back memories. Yi Wulan’s expression also faltered slightly, and she stared blankly at the cypress tree she had just been near.
Mu Yanxi knew that Yi Wulan was also thinking about what had happened at her parents’ funeral.
But she didn’t point it out, just gently tickled Yi Wulan’s palm. “So you have to try to live a few more years, you hear me?”
Yi Wulan slowly tightened her grip on their joined hands, but she was still hesitant.
Mu Yanxi continued: “Don’t forget, you’re six years older than me.”
“It’s five and a half years.”
“Yes, five and a half years.” Mu Yanxi chuckled and leaned a little closer. “So you have to try to live five and a half years longer than me, or I’ll go complain to my parents.”
“Where did you get such twisted logic?”
Mu Yanxi retorted arrogantly, her tone quite roguish, “You’ve met them, so you have to take good care of me from now on.”
Yi Wulan looked at that bright, expectant smile for a long time before finally sighing, “I’ll do my best.”
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