Xin Yu leaned back silently on the sofa, calming her emotions and regaining her strength.
Hearing Mu Yichuan's question, she frowned slightly. This man had not only humiliated her but also wanted to use her!
It was truly chilling…
"I'm waiting." Mu Yichuan crossed his long, straight legs, turning slightly to look at Xin Yu, with his usual reserved and noble demeanor.
Xin Yu's fingers on her legs twitched. She took a deep breath, looked at Mu Yichuan, and forced a smile.
"My husband is the most capable person in the world; he will definitely make the right decision."
Although she was being sarcastic, she was right. Mu Yichuan, the new heir of the Mu family, ranked ninth, a man whose every move could shake the Qing Dynasty, decisive and ruthless, known as Mr. Ninth.
"With such a sweet tongue, shouldn't you do something else?" Mu Yichuan's cool fingers pinched Xin Yu's chin.
Xin Yu looked at him in shock. This man was really…irrational.
His fingertips lightly brushed her lips, a subtle pressure that made Xin Yu stiffen.
"He deserves punishment," she said quickly. Even being used by him was better than being humiliated. "Mr. Jiu has spoken; even if it's a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, he should come in and investigate."
Besides, a woman who was worthless to him and could be humiliated at any time…
Mu Yichuan silently observed Xin Yu for a long time. The woman he had chosen was indeed interesting.
Both were lost in their own thoughts until the melodious ringtone broke the silence.
Xin Yu moved somewhat laboriously to the bedside. "Hello?"
"Xin Yu? You're not going to be late for your first meeting with your advisor, are you?"
Meeting your advisor!
It really has been three days!
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
Such an important matter, this learning opportunity that she had fought so hard for, and she almost ruined it! "Where are my things?" Her voice turned cold with anger. "My school registration certificate and the money!"
Mu Yichuan watched the little woman's anxious expression, his fingertips lightly tapping the edge of the sofa, his eyes like a frozen lake.
"I thought you should change your clothes first."
A sharp sound rang out…
Xin Yu's face flushed red, she bit her pale lips hard, suppressing all the anger in her heart. Since she couldn't fight back, she could only hide.
Without thinking further, Xin Yu grabbed a black dress from the closet and slipped into the bathroom.
Xin Yu moved quickly down the stairs like a black elf, her cascading black hair blending seamlessly with the fitted, knee-length dress.
Yet, it created a stark contrast with her fair, delicate face and straight, white legs.
So alluring yet so pure, Mu Yichuan's eyes narrowed instantly…
Seeing Liu Yi, the man bowing his head in apology by the sofa, Xin Yu paused slightly, "Husband…"
Then she quickened her pace to Mu Yichuan's side, opening her arms, "Where are my things?"
He naturally reached out and held her slender waist, staring at her snow-white hand, then lowered his head and took her delicate finger into his mouth.
Xin Yu stared in shock at the shameless man before her, her face flushing red with shame and indignation.
If she weren't afraid of Liu Yi's retaliation, she definitely wouldn't have put on an act with Mu Yichuan, "Husband, I'm going to be late."
Mu Yichuan lightly bit her fingertip, his eyes like ink of finest black, "I can't bear to part with you."
Xin Yu rolled her eyes, this man was indeed seriously ill, but to play along, she tiptoed and planted a kiss on Mu Yichuan's cheek.
"Be good, you'll be back soon."
A flicker of unreadable emotion crossed Mu Yichuan's eyes. He then released Xin Yu and had someone hand her a new Chanel bag.
Xin Yu eagerly snatched it and ran towards the door, only to hear the cold voice say again, "Have Liu Yi escort you."