Their eyes met, and the silence in the study was unsettling.
Xin Yu's heart pounded wildly, but she maintained a calm facade. Frankly, she had little confidence in Mu Yichuan's temper.
Besides, he could easily kill her.
But she didn't want to die, much less die unjustly!
Just as Xin Yu was about to compromise, Mu Yichuan spoke, his voice as deep and resonant as a freshly brewed cup of coffee. She thought he was truly a devil, except for his somewhat eccentric temper.
"You really want it that much?"
"No!" Xin Yu blurted out, to prevent herself from succumbing, and to avoid falling into a trap. She solemnly put down her pig's head; the agreement would probably have to be postponed and a solution found later.
"Um… tomorrow is my first day of class, I need to go back and rest." With that, Xin Yu got up and walked out.
"But I want to give it to you." Mu Yichuan's dark eyes glanced indifferently at the pig's head on the table, which suited her quite well. "Turn around."
Xin Yu was speechless with anger. Why should she get whatever he said? Why couldn't she go west when he said east?
"My patience is limited."
Xin Yu bit her lip hard and slowly turned around, but before she could even stand still, the pig's head flew towards her. "Ah!"
She was still half a second too slow in reacting, and the pig's head slipped from her hand and fell to the ground.
"What are you doing? Are you trying to murder me for money?!" Xin Yu glared angrily with her almond-shaped eyes. Could she really fight him?!
"Heh—" Mu Yichuan really wanted to laugh. "Do you have any money?"
His sudden question reminded Xin Yu that she hadn't seen her belongings yet, including her old clothes, bank cards, and the like.
"Mr. Mu, where are my luggage? Since you brought me to Kyoto, you must have brought my things too."
"Lost."
"Lost? How could it be lost? Did you put it in the trunk, or did you send it by courier?" Even if her luggage wasn't valuable, most of it was new, and many had sentimental value.
Mu Yichuan stood up and strode to Xin Yu's side. This woman's thought process…
"Lost it." He had to explain.
What? Xin Yu looked at Mu Yichuan incredulously. This jerk!
"What? You're not convinced? The card I gave you is a thousand times better than that junk!" Mu Yichuan scoffed.
Junk?
In her eyes, was she junk too?! Xin Yu clenched her fists tightly. If she hadn't retained a sliver of reason, she would have already thrown a punch. "The card you gave me is worthless! It can only buy expensive things! I don't care! To hell with Chanel and LV, what do they have to do with me! I only want what belongs to me, what carries my memories, Xin Yu's memories!"
"Memories?" Mu Yichuan looked at Xin Yu coldly, grabbing her arm. "What kind of memories do you want? With Zhang Chen or with that Ai Heng?!"
Xin Yu felt a string snap in her head. He investigated her? Otherwise, how would he know A's name?
"What? Did I hit a nerve?" Mu Yichuan sneered, leaning closer. "Once you become Mu Yichuan's woman, you have to look forward!"
"I won't!" Xin Yu roared inwardly.
Seemingly reading her mind, a dangerous glint flashed in Mu Yichuan's eyes. He flung Xin Yu aside, and she stumbled, falling to the ground, landing squarely on top of the pig's head…
*Crack!*
"Hiss—" Xin Yu felt a sharp pain in her bottom. She braced herself with her hands and quickly moved away, only to see the pig's head lying on the ground, shattered into pieces.
Good heavens! She had actually broken such a cute pig's head by sitting on it?
Instinctively, she reached out to pick it up, wondering if she could glue the shards back together with super glue.
"You're asking for it!" Mu Yichuan grabbed her wrist tightly—