Mu Yanxi was completely stunned.
Standing at the door, Yi Wulan merely shot her a faint glance before calmly pushing the door open and walking in.
It seemed she was already used to Mu Yanxi’s tall tales.
The distance between them grew shorter and shorter, so close that Mu Yanxi couldn’t help but scoot backward.
But she was mercilessly stopped by Mu Yanqing. “Don’t hide. Weren’t you going to ask Yi Wulan about it?”
Mu Yanxi: …
Mu Yanxi managed to squeeze out a smile. “No, I wasn’t, was I?”
Just then, Yi Wulan walked to the sofa and sat down, her gaze falling upon Mu Yanxi.
It was a look of inquiry, of assessment, as if she were waiting for Mu Yanxi to ask her question.
【Yi Wulan is deeply in love with me, has admired me for years, a love unrequited…】 The lies she had just fabricated to placate Mu Yanqing now circled endlessly in her mind like a boomerang.
Even though Yi Wulan hadn’t said a word, Mu Yanxi felt dizzy, her vision darkened, and her limbs went stiff.
Not to mention those outrageous words like “like a goddess” and “forced me,” which now seemed to open their gaping maws and mock her mercilessly.
Mu Yanxi shivered violently.
She had fled to Mu Yanqing’s place this morning precisely to avoid Yi Wulan.
Her original plan was to sort out her thoughts, figure out how to face the fact that Yi Wulan might have been her former lover, and only then go home to face her.
But now, this former lover, whose status was still uncertain, had come knocking on her door.
Mu Yanxi couldn’t help but have the absurd thought that if the events in her dream were real, then Yi Wulan must be the greatest saint in the world. At least in her past life and this one, she hadn’t been captured and locked up by Yi Wulan.
With that thought, Mu Yanxi relaxed slightly. Given Yi Wulan’s personality, she probably wouldn’t make things too difficult for her, right?
But when Mu Yanxi met Yi Wulan’s gaze again, seeing that face that had stunned her both in her dreams and when they first met in this life, her brain seemed to shut down, unable to squeeze out a single word for a long time.
Before Yi Wulan could do or say anything, she had, quite spinelessly, created an overwhelming, all-encompassing wave of embarrassment and shame for herself.
She managed to force out a sentence: “I hit my head when I went out this morning…”
And then she couldn’t continue.
All the bravado she had when spinning the tale of a down-and-out young lady pursuing her wife for Mu Yanqing was gone.
She hung her head, looking like a drenched puppy.
But Yi Wulan and Mu Yanqing both chose to ignore her words, as if they couldn’t be bothered to play along with her act.
Mu Yanxi was so ashamed she suddenly wanted to die.
This floor was quite high; perhaps one leap could truly solve a thousand sorrows.
Beside her, Mu Yanqing watched her sister, who had caved in a second, with great interest. Yi Wulan’s leg had healed, which gave her a glimmer of hope. As a result, when Yi Wulan showed up at her door today, she wasn’t as hostile as before.
She had deliberately made Yi Wulan wait at the door to test Mu Yanxi’s attitude.
Of course, Mu Yanqing was very satisfied with the result of this test.
Far more satisfied than if she had heard Mu Yanxi reject Yi Wulan.
Seeing that the atmosphere was ripe, Mu Yanqing decided to leave the two of them alone. “I’ll go cut some fruit. Xiao Xi, you can reminisce about how Yi Wulan relentlessly pestered you and fell so deeply in love with you, haha.”
Mu Yanxi had thought the matter was over, but to her horror, Mu Yanqing brought it up again.
The earlier sense of embarrassment instantly washed over her once more.
The moment Mu Yanqing started to stand up, Mu Yanxi clung tightly to her hand.
Mu Yanqing paused and looked down.
Her sister, who had been so composed just moments ago, was now blinking her eyes, looking at her with a pitiful expression.
Mu Yanxi had always had the merit of being able to size up a situation and be flexible. Seeing that Yi Wulan was sitting right next to her with no escape, she quickly changed tactics. Having Mu Yanqing around was better than being alone with Yi Wulan.
She spoke pitifully, “Elder Sister, I’ve had too many snacks and don’t want any fruit. You don’t have to go to the trouble.”
Mu Yanqing remembered the Mu Yanxi from before she left, the one who had clung to her and listed a whole bunch of fruits she wanted as if ordering from a menu.
She raised an eyebrow slightly and said slowly, “But I want to eat some.”
“Ah… then let me go cut it for you?” Mu Yanxi put on an extremely eager look, the very picture of a perfectly devoted younger sister. “You’ve always taken care of me. Let me do something for you this time. Otherwise, my conscience would bother me so much, wouldn’t it?”
If Mu Yanqing had heard this in the past, she might have been moved enough to transfer an eight-figure sum of pocket money to Mu Yanxi. But now, ha.
She was more interested in leaving Mu Yanxi alone with Yi Wulan.
That would surely be exciting.
Mu Yanqing was silent for two seconds. “No need.”
Seeing that Mu Yanqing was about to leave, Mu Yanxi scooted forward again, wrapping her arms around Mu Yanqing’s entire arm and looking her over like a desperate person clutching at straws.
It wasn’t until she saw the sparkling tassel earrings on Mu Yanqing’s ears that she seemed to grab onto a lifesaving straw. “Sister, your earrings are so pretty. When did you buy them?”
Mu Yanqing: …
Mu Yanqing glanced sideways at her. “You want them?”
Right now, as long as she could stall for time, Mu Yanxi would want not just the earrings, but everything on Mu Yanqing’s body, wishing she could strip the clothes right off her.
Mu Yanqing let out a cold laugh and took off the earrings. “Here, for you.”
Mu Yanqing had always been generous with Mu Yanxi, so Mu Yanxi let her guard down, immediately releasing her arm to accept them.
And at that exact moment, Mu Yanqing stood up with great agility and strode triumphantly toward the kitchen.
Mu Yanxi: …
Now, it was just her and Yi Wulan.
Mu Yanxi stiffly turned her head, her gaze happening to meet Yi Wulan’s again.
Before Yi Wulan could say anything, in the next second, Mu Yanxi moved with lightning speed, channeling all the acting skills she had honed in the entertainment industry over the past two years. She closed her eyes, slumped sideways onto the sofa, and played dead, looking as if she were on her last breath.
“Ah, the wound on my foot from last night seems a little inflamed. I feel so dizzy. It’s over, it’s over, I’m going to have a high fever again. Yi Wulan, you must take good care of yourself in the future.”
Yi Wulan: …
Mu Yanxi’s face was pale—in truth, it was just thick foundation—and her entire being screamed, ‘This person is dead, please burn paper offerings for any inquiries.’
Suddenly, the light before her dimmed. Mu Yanxi peeked open her eyes. The deeply-in-love Yi Wulan had sat down beside her, watching her silently, as if wanting to see how long she could keep up the act.
Half of Mu Yanxi’s body was slumped on the sofa, her head resting on the armrest. With Yi Wulan sitting next to her, all the light was easily blocked.
She was practically trapped in her embrace.
When those cool eyes looked down at her, they carried a heart-stopping sense of pressure.
Mu Yanxi was like a young fox caught in a hunter’s trap. No matter how clever she was, at this moment, all her wits seemed pale and powerless. She had no strength to resist and could only be at the mercy of others.
Mu Yanxi’s ears turned bright red as she met Yi Wulan’s gaze, feeling as if all the strength had drained from her body.
“Elder… Elder Sister Yi,” Mu Yanxi called out in a fawning tone, her body tense as she forced a docile smile. “What brings you here?”
Yi Wulan: …
Hearing this form of address, Yi Wulan’s eyes flickered. The little ancestor was being unusually obedient; there must be a trick up her sleeve.
She replied politely, “I just finished a meeting about a partnership. It was nearby, so I came over.”
Taking advantage of the slight softening in Yi Wulan’s expression, Mu Yanxi didn’t have time for shame or embarrassment. She quickly tried to scoot back to escape this position. “Since you’re here, let’s go home. You know my sister can’t stand you. Your leg just healed, don’t let her upset you and make you sick.”
She was being kind and considerate on one hand, while on the other, she pushed all the blame onto Mu Yanqing, extricating herself completely.
Yi Wulan was long accustomed to Mu Yanxi’s way of speaking and paid it no mind, pushing the person who had just managed to sit up back down again.
“Yi… Yi Wulan.” Mu Yanxi’s back once again made contact with the leather sofa. She was stunned by Yi Wulan’s cold and heartless action, not struggling as Yi Wulan pushed her back down. After holding it in for two seconds, she said softly, “Yi Wulan, you… if you have something to say, let’s talk properly.”
Yi Wulan’s movements paused. She looked at the pitiful and very obedient Mu Yanxi beneath her. Perhaps stirred by Mu Yanqing’s words earlier, she was reminded of the Mu Yanxi from their trip to the haunted house.
Her voice had been unsteady, and the fingertips clutching hers had trembled finely. Somehow, the two images overlapped.
“What I said just now was for my sister’s ears. You know she’s easy to fool.” Mu Yanxi tugged at Yi Wulan’s sleeve, her voice laced with a fawning tone. “That was all fake. You wouldn’t believe it, right?”
Yi Wulan stared at those foxy eyes, so adept at deception, for a long time before her tightly pressed lips moved slightly. “You seem to have good judgment.”
Her voice was slightly cool, as if she were reprimanding some heartless woman.
Mu Yanxi was suddenly reminded of the moments she spent with Yi Wulan in her dream.
She felt extremely guilty.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
The surrounding atmosphere was tense to the point of being suffocating. Yi Wulan looked down at Mu Yanxi, her lips moving slightly. “So, a few years ago…”
As soon as she said this, alarm bells went off in Mu Yanxi’s head.
Her memory of the past was a complete blank. She would probably expose herself after just a few questions.
Although she had been reborn before the engagement was called off, she still didn’t know if she had been in contact with Yi Wulan over the past few years. It was better to delay talking about some things for as long as possible.
But as for a method to delay things…
And so, before the last syllable of those two words had even faded, Mu Yanxi, without batting an eye, lunged at Yi Wulan, pinning her down on the sofa.
Where was the pitiful, dying look from just a moment ago?
She looked down at Yi Wulan from above, a smile playing on her lips. She casually brushed away a strand of hair that had fallen across Yi Wulan’s face, her smile bold and radiant.
“Yi Wulan, if you keep asking questions like this, it’s going to get boring. We’ve been married for so long, do you still have to doubt me? If you keep hounding me, I’m afraid…”
“Afraid of what?”
Mu Yanxi said the next line with a beaming smile, “I’m afraid I’ll really start to think you’re so deeply in love with me that when words fail, you’ll have to force me.”
Yi Wulan was clearly used to Mu Yanxi’s teasing. She expressionlessly pushed the other woman away and said coolly, “You’re not a child anymore. Don’t go around spouting nonsense all day, lest you cause misunderstandings.”
Mu Yanxi laughed, a latent desire to tease welling up inside her. Her fingers slowly gripped the fabric on Yi Wulan’s shoulder as she leaned in close to Yi Wulan’s ear. “How am I spouting nonsense? Wasn’t I pretty back then? Snatched away by President Yi right after I came of age. You dare to do it but not admit it?”
Yi Wulan grabbed Mu Yanxi’s hand, which was about to get up to more mischief, and warned again, “Stop saying these ridiculous things that cause misunderstandings, or else…”
Mu Yanxi suddenly interrupted, “Yi Wulan.”
Yi Wulan froze.
Ignoring her captured hand, Mu Yanxi suddenly tilted her head up, lowered her upper body, and settled into Yi Wulan’s embrace.
The call of her name had startled Yi Wulan for a moment. By the time she reacted, Mu Yanxi’s body had already pressed down.
A familiar sweet perfume mingled in the air, landing softly on her lips.
Yi Wulan’s pupils contracted violently.
This wasn’t the first time Mu Yanxi had kissed her.
But it was the first time they were both sober.
Aside from those ambiguous kisses through plastic wrap, their last kiss had happened when Mu Yanxi was drunk.
After she sobered up, neither of them mentioned it again, so it was tacitly agreed to have never happened.
But this kiss was happening for real, while both of them were sober.
Their cool lips pressed together, and the air between them seemed to ignite in an instant. The kiss was lingering, intimate, their breaths growing hotter.
Their hurried breaths intertwined. The soft tip of a tongue slipped past sealed lips, perhaps to silence Yi Wulan’s lecturing words, perhaps influenced by those dreams, giving rise to a complex feeling that even Mu Yanxi herself couldn’t explain.
Even in her utter confusion, it seemed to carry an ambiguous and desperate finality, as if to the bitter end.
The blood in her entire body ignited, spreading from her rapidly beating heart to her limbs and flowing through every meridian. Even the hand clutching the fabric of Yi Wulan’s shoulder tingled with a numbing sensation, finally losing its grip.
“You two…” Mu Yanqing poked her head out of the kitchen, about to ask if they wanted her to cut the fruit into pieces, but she stopped abruptly when she saw the two figures tangled together on the sofa.
She had been worried her sister would fly into a rage and start a fight with Yi Wulan, but looking at them now, it seemed a fight had indeed broken out.
Just not the kind of fight she had expected.
Mu Yanqing immediately retreated back into the kitchen, feeling a strong urge to wash her eyes.
The kitchen was quite far away, so the two on the sofa were completely undisturbed.
Mu Yanxi forced her way into Yi Wulan’s mouth, even fearlessly tangling with Yi Wulan’s tongue. Taking advantage of Yi Wulan’s momentary daze, she fiercely activated her ability core, transferring all the power she hadn’t used last night over to her.
Upon receiving the ability, Yi Wulan suddenly came to her senses. Her body jolted, and she immediately tried to push the other woman away.
But it was too late.
The ability quickly flowed into Yi Wulan’s brain through familiar meridians. This method of transfer was different from the last time on the hospital bed, where she had only used her hands. While it repaired the injury and injected vitality, it also brought a violent wave of dizziness to Yi Wulan’s brain.
Yi Wulan let out a muffled groan and clutched her head.
The kiss had made Mu Yanxi’s own waist go soft. Noticing Yi Wulan’s abnormal reaction, she finally released her with a sense of relief.
Her lively foxy eyes fluttered open, the pupils still somewhat unfocused, and a layer of mist seemed ready to spill over at any moment.
Mu Yanxi panted slightly, “You, mm…”
Relying on her last bit of consciousness, Yi Wulan gently rubbed the back of Mu Yanxi’s neck, her voice tinged with fatigue and apology. “It’s an old problem from the car accident. It’s nothing, I… I’ll just rest for a bit…”
As soon as she finished speaking, her hand gradually slid down.
“Yi Wulan!” Mu Yanxi grabbed Yi Wulan’s hand.
For some reason, even though it was her ability that had caused this, and Yi Wulan would not only be fine but would also be healed by it, Mu Yanxi’s heart couldn’t help but tense up.
She sent the last few wisps of her ability into Yi Wulan’s brain with her fingertips, carefully checking her condition before finally allowing herself to relax.
Mu Yanxi buried her face in Yi Wulan’s neck as if she had just escaped something, gently rubbing against Yi Wulan’s long hair before letting out a muffled laugh.
“Yi Wulan.” Mu Yanxi lazily opened her eyes. The earlier mist had completely dissipated, and her lively eyes sparkled with the cunning of a successful scheme. “President Yi, say something. Weren’t you going to lecture me?”
It was a good thing she hadn’t transferred her ability to Yi Wulan last night, or she wouldn’t have been able to accumulate such a large amount. As the number of transfers increased, Yi Wulan’s rejection reaction to the ability gradually lessened.
If she had transferred the ability by hand like last time, Yi Wulan might not have fainted.
This rejection reaction wasn’t harmful to the body; rather, it was a self-protection mechanism where the body, upon receiving the ability, would enter a state of drowsiness due to self-repair.
Mu Yanxi played with a strand of Yi Wulan’s hair. Emboldened by the fact that the other woman was asleep, her words grew more audacious.
“President Yi, next time, don’t lecture me like that, okay? And don’t ask me any more difficult questions. Otherwise, what if I lose my mind and do something to tarnish your pure, unattainable reputation as a flower on a high peak?”
“Hey, why didn’t you react at all just now? After all, a beautiful girl like me threw herself into your arms for a kiss.” Mu Yanxi paused, propping herself up slightly and leaning closer. “Ah, I get it. Could it be that you’ve developed a taste for it?”
“Then I’ll satisfy you again.” Perhaps her experience with the plastic wrap had given her confidence, or perhaps the version of herself from the dream had given her courage, Mu Yanxi leaned forward again as if showing off and brazenly planted another kiss on Yi Wulan’s lips.
It was hard to say who was truly being satisfied.
But in any case, Mu Yanxi was thoroughly satisfied.
Her invisible big fox tail wagged rapidly behind her, showing none of the initial embarrassment and awkwardness of being caught by Yi Wulan.
Mu Yanxi looked at Yi Wulan’s peaceful sleeping face, and a rare hint of seriousness emerged from her usually flippant thoughts.
If it weren’t for her rebirth, she and Yi Wulan would never have met again, and she wouldn’t have had the chance to uncover the things she had forgotten.
It was laughable, really, that she had never once suspected there was a problem with her memory.
She remembered going on a roller coaster with Mu Yanqing but forgot that Yi Wulan had accompanied her to a haunted house. She remembered Mu Yanqing’s busy efforts after their parents’ death but forgot that someone had been by her side in the corner. She remembered being sent to the infirmary for low blood sugar during the opening ceremony but forgot that it was Yi Wulan who had taken her there.
As time passed, memories would gradually fade, and the world’s consciousness had seized on this to selectively erase her memories, which was why she had been so devoted to Yi Jingming in her past life.
But in the end…
Mu Yanxi looked at Yi Wulan, her confused eyes gradually clearing.
In the end, she had still come back.
The sun gradually set.
More than half an hour later, the doorbell rang. The seafood platter Mu Yanqing had ordered arrived, and along with the few side dishes she had prepared, the table was filled to the brim.
After a few trips back and forth, Yi Wulan gradually woke up.
The first thing she saw upon waking was a pair of pitiful foxy eyes, filled with accusation and grievance.
The memories from before she passed out instantly flooded back, and a rare look of panic appeared in Yi Wulan’s eyes. “I…”
Mu Yanxi reached out as if to touch Yi Wulan’s forehead, but then, as if worried she might break her, she pulled her hand back before making contact, her eyes filled with concern. “Are you, are you feeling better?”
Her voice was subconsciously soft, as if she were afraid of startling Yi Wulan.
When Yi Wulan woke up, not only had the dizziness and discomfort in her head from before she fainted completely disappeared, but her mind was also filled with a sense of ease.
She nodded. “I’m fine.”
Mu Yanxi leaned against the side of the sofa and complained, “You said you’d rest for a bit, but you rested for almost an hour. If you hadn’t woken up, I was about to call an ambulance for you.”
Yi Wulan felt a pang of guilt.
After all, for an old ailment to act up during such an intimate moment was something anyone would find hard to accept, let alone explain.
Mu Yanqing, having set the bowls and chopsticks on the table, walked over. Sensing the subtle atmosphere between the two, her eyes really started to hurt. “Are you two who did no work getting addicted to lying down? If you’re awake, come and eat.”
Mu Yanxi already felt a bit guilty for knocking Yi Wulan out with her ability. Although she was also treating Yi Wulan’s injuries, her initial motive wasn’t exactly righteous.
Therefore, facing this version of Yi Wulan, her acting skills were nearly exhausted. Hearing her sister, she quickly replied, “Ah, coming.”
Though her tone was urgent, she subconsciously slowed her pace on the way to the dining table, waiting for Yi Wulan to catch up from behind.
The atmosphere at the dining table was extremely strange. The usually chatty Mu Yanxi was distracted, while the normally quiet Yi Wulan seemed to have something to say but hesitated to speak.
Mu Yanqing was greatly shocked, feeling as if she had missed far too much.
However, in the next second, something even more shocking happened.
She saw Mu Yanxi, who was chewing on her chopsticks, her eyes curving into a smile. “Yi Wulan, I just got my nails done, so it’s not convenient for me to eat shrimp. Could you trouble yourself to peel a few for me?”
Yi Wulan’s gaze swept over to her.
Mu Yanxi was fearless, returning her gaze defiantly.
But the hand under the table was nervously clutching the corner of her clothes.
Just as Mu Yanqing was about to step in to ease her sister’s embarrassment and peel the shrimp for her, Yi Wulan suddenly put down her chopsticks without a change in expression, picked a shrimp from the steamed seafood platter in front of her, and began to peel it.
‘Clatter…’ Mu Yanqing’s chopsticks fell onto the table, making a crisp sound.
Her mouth hung open, unable to form a single word for a long time, as if she had seen a ghost.
Seeing this, Mu Yanxi shot a provocative glance at Mu Yanqing, as if to prove that Yi Wulan was indeed deeply in love with her.
The whole piece of shrimp meat was dipped in the prepared sauce and placed in Mu Yanxi’s bowl.
Mu Yanxi ate it in one bite without any ceremony, squinting at Yi Wulan.
When she smiled, she had a kind of youthful innocence.
Yi Wulan was taken aback and looked down at her.
Mu Yanxi’s pink tongue licked the sauce from her lips, her voice softening. “More.”
The shrimp shells flew between Yi Wulan’s fingertips, making her fingers look even more slender and long.
Yi Wulan peeled them one by one for Mu Yanxi. Being the thick-skinned person she was, Mu Yanxi naturally had no objections to being served.
But Mu Yanqing, sitting to the side, couldn’t watch anymore.
She had been classmates with Yi Wulan for over a decade. Forget peeling shrimp, that dog Yi Wulan had never even bought her a meal.
What had Yi Wulan said back then?
‘If you don’t have the strength to buy food, then you have even less strength to eat.’
This sickeningly sweet scene made Mu Yanqing want to poke her own eyes out. After just a few bites, she made an excuse and returned to her study to handle some documents.
Without Mu Yanqing, the only sound in the dining room was the faint noise of shrimp being peeled.
As Yi Wulan looked up to get another shrimp, her gaze swept over Mu Yanxi, who was sitting opposite her.
More than five years didn’t seem to have changed Mu Yanxi’s appearance much. Her features had matured, making her even more stunning, and she was still the center of attention wherever she went. She was just more carefree and full of nonsense than when she was younger.
Making people both love and hate her.
But at this moment, Mu Yanxi was obediently chewing the shrimp meat in her bowl, her eyes lowered softly. Even the little temper she had developed over the years seemed to have vanished, making her appear exceptionally well-behaved and sensible.
Yi Wulan sat right across from Mu Yanxi, and every time she finished peeling a shrimp, she would study Mu Yanxi for a while.
There were many types of shrimp in the seafood platter, but eating too many could get a bit tiresome. Mu Yanxi finally had her fill of the affection she had ‘tricked’ out of Yi Wulan. “Yi…”
Yi Wulan was just about to hand Mu Yanxi another piece of shrimp meat. Hearing that word, her movement paused, and she looked up slightly at Mu Yanxi.
Mu Yanxi looked as if she had something important to say, her brows furrowed in difficulty. She seemed to be building up to it for a long time before finally looking up.
Yi Wulan subconsciously sat up straight. “What’s wrong?”
Mu Yanxi looked up, her eyes full of mischievous laughter. “Yi Wulan, why do you keep sneaking glances at me?”
Where was the difficulty in that?
Yi Wulan: …
Yi Wulan subconsciously averted her gaze, but as soon as she moved, a short, light laugh came from across the table.
As if she had been caught red-handed, truly sneaking glances at Mu Yanxi.
Yi Wulan froze completely.
Seeing Yi Wulan’s reaction, Mu Yanxi couldn’t hold back her laughter any longer.
Yi Wulan’s expression darkened, and she prepared to take back the shrimp she had dipped in sauce.
But Mu Yanxi was faster. She stood up and quickly snatched the peeled shrimp from her hand.
Not a single one could be wasted.
Yi Wulan stared at Mu Yanxi’s lips, then at the few drops of sauce splattered on the corner of her mouth. She couldn’t decide whether to be angry or amused, and she helplessly met Mu Yanxi’s gaze.
Mu Yanxi couldn’t stop laughing. Seeing that Yi Wulan was even indulging her in this, she finally started to recapture the feeling of their interactions from the dream.
The ‘elder’ from before, who told her to shut up and lectured her after just a few words, seemed like a completely different person.
“Don’t be angry.” Mu Yanxi fawningly handed Yi Wulan a couple of napkins. “I won’t tease you anymore. You should eat quickly too.”
Yi Wulan glanced at the mountain of shrimp shells on her own plate. “Are you full?”
Mu Yanxi felt guilty under her gaze, coughed lightly, and began to fabricate her pitiful persona of being ignored mid-kiss again.
“…I was just trying to make up a reason for my sister, and then I saw you and couldn’t help myself. But who knew you’d be so disgusted with me that you’d faint? You have to let me act up a little.”
Now that she put it that way, Yi Wulan’s guilt returned, so she didn’t refute it.
Mu Yanxi put a piece of food on Yi Wulan’s plate. Taking advantage of Yi Wulan’s guilt, she explained the earlier incident again. “Really, I’m serious… I wasn’t trying to spread rumors about you in front of my sister for no reason. I just made up… made up some relationship history. My sister won’t… she won’t go and make things difficult for you, right…”
After she finished, Mu Yanxi’s ears turned bright red, and she didn’t dare to look up and meet Yi Wulan’s eyes. The nonsense she had improvised for Mu Yanqing came back to her unbidden, about to overwhelm her sense of shame.
Just as Mu Yanxi was about to break, Yi Wulan finally spoke. “I understand.”
Mu Yanxi was stunned and asked tentatively, “You’re not mad at me anymore?”
“Mm.”
A smile returned to Mu Yanxi’s lips. She gave Yi Wulan an obedient smile. She had finally muddled her way through this socially fatal little episode, and far too easily.
Although… she had paid with a kiss.
But Mu Yanxi didn’t mind that part.
She and Yi Wulan were married; doing something was perfectly legal. Besides, that wasn’t a kiss, it was a selfless act of ability-based healing.
Yes, she was truly a little angel.
In the end, Mu Yanxi and Yi Wulan were kicked out by Mu Yanqing.
After signing two documents, Mu Yanqing had planned to eat a little more, but as soon as she sat down, her sister was making eyes at Yi Wulan again.
Actually, it was just Mu Yanxi unilaterally making eyes.
Mu Yanqing felt like she had lost her appetite again; her stomach was completely full.
And to make matters worse, Mu Yanxi just had to say, “Sister, you’ve barely eaten anything. Are you on a diet?”
Then, before she could answer, Yi Wulan scanned her up and down. “You do seem to have gotten a bit chubby.”
Mu Yanqing: …
Mu Yanqing immediately kicked the two of them out of her house.
Yi Wulan didn’t know how long she would be staying, so she had told the driver to leave the car keys and go. On the way back, Mu Yanxi drove for a change. When they arrived home, a strange black Rolls-Royce was unexpectedly parked at the villa entrance.
Unfamiliar vehicles weren’t allowed in, but Mu Yanxi really couldn’t remember them having such a car in their garage. After a moment’s thought, she spoke with a teasing tone, “Yi Wulan, although you don’t usually get involved in the fashion world, you have good taste in my impression. When you give a gift, you should at least pick something that suits me, right?”
Yi Wulan was checking the progress on the Shuilin Fang case that Gu Yan had sent over. Hearing this, she turned her head, looking confused. “What?”
Mu Yanxi slowly pressed the brake, and the car came to a smooth stop behind the Rolls-Royce. “There, that car model favored by the nouveau riche. Did you really pick it?”
Yi Wulan followed Mu Yanxi’s gaze, stared for a few seconds, and immediately understood. “No, someone is here.”
“Huh?” Mu Yanxi saw Yi Wulan get out of the car first and hurriedly chased after her. “Can’t the Yi family people get in? My sister is home too, so who else could it be?”
Yi Wulan’s steps paused, and she turned around. “My dad.”
“Your dad?” After marrying Yi Wulan, Mu Yanxi had only met Old Madam Yi, who was an amiable person and didn’t make her feel constrained.
But Yi Wulan’s father was a much closer relation than the old madam. Plus, from the rumors she had heard over the years, it seemed Yi’s father was also very unfriendly toward Yi Wulan.
Mu Yanxi subconsciously grabbed Yi Wulan’s wrist. “What… what is he here for?”
Yi Wulan stated her guess, her eyes dark and unreadable under the dim light. “Gu Yan just got another piece of evidence. He’s probably here for Yi Jingming.”
“Then I’ll go with you.”
Yi Wulan shook her head, subconsciously hiding the dark look in her eyes. “He’s just here to see me. You don’t need to be nervous. Didn’t you just say you wanted to take a bath with the new scented bath bomb?”
Mu Yanxi nodded. “Alright.”
When they entered the house, Yi’s father was sitting on the sofa. Yi Wulan gestured for Mu Yanxi to go upstairs, so they didn’t meet face-to-face.
Lying in the bathtub, Mu Yanxi received a long-awaited message from Bai Yu’an.
Shuilin Fang had become a huge hit recently. As the original owner, Bai’s father also had some shares in it. After watching the press conference, perhaps due to a common affliction of middle-aged parents, he had taken an unexpected interest in Yi Wulan’s interview.
Then he looked back at his own daughter’s style of changing partners like changing clothes and personally selected a number of promising young men from his circle of friends, demanding that Bai Yu’an go on blind dates.
Bai Yu’an was very cooperative. She accepted all comers, taking no initiative, no responsibility, and no rejections, playing the part of a scumbag woman to the hilt. This led to Bai’s father not daring to introduce anyone to her anymore.
Thus, Bai Yu’an finally regained her freedom and came to Mu Yanxi to complain about it.
【…Hey, let me tell you, after all this time, I’m practically suffering from face fatigue. I could become a nun on the spot. What on earth possessed my dad to think that I should like someone after meeting them once, that I have to tolerate and understand them?】
【Forget tolerating and understanding. If I liked someone, I would definitely take the initiative to flirt with them. If they ignore me, I’ll just flirt harder.】
Mu Yanxi agreed: 【Yeah, it’s not like you’re running a charity. Why should you have to be nice and coax them? Putting up with someone you don’t like is just torture.】
Bai Yu’an was typing for a long time on her end, as if struggling with something. In the end, she just sent a sticker of a shark crying dramatically, with the text: 【He really thinks every business matchmaking can be as perfect as you and your Yi Wulan. Whoever wants to spoil them can go ahead, I’m not serving anyone!】
The steam in the bathtub was thick, and a faint pink blush appeared on Mu Yanxi’s skin.
She and Bai Yu’an were both the type to side with friends over reason. Originally, she was just joining Bai Yu’an in complaining about those blind dates, trying to comfort the wronged Eldest Miss Bai.
When she received Bai Yu’an’s last message, she even felt a little smug, thinking that her relationship with Yi Wulan was indeed quite harmonious. Although Yi Wulan’s temper wasn’t always great and she didn’t talk much, she could just be a little more accommodating.
If Yi Wulan ignored her, she could forcefully flirt with Yi Wulan, forcing her to pay attention. Anyway, Yi Wulan was quite indulgent with her and had never been truly angry.
The moment this thought surfaced in her mind, the smile on Mu Yanxi’s lips suddenly froze.
She stared at the message from Bai Yu’an, suddenly feeling like she could barely hold her phone.
You wouldn’t put up with someone you don’t like?
You wouldn’t take the initiative to flirt with someone you don’t like?
Someone you like…
Mu Yanxi stared blankly for a long while, then suddenly sucked in a sharp breath.
Could it be that all her recent abnormal and strange behaviors were because…
She had designs on Yi Wulan?!
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