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OFCC – Chapter 79

The side bedroom was deathly silent, the only sound being Yi Wulan’s footsteps growing closer as she walked on the carpet.

Having hidden her phone, Mu Yanxi mustered her courage and looked up at Yi Wulan again.

Yi Wulan walked to the small sofa by the bed and sat down. “Still not getting up?”

She didn’t question what Mu Yanxi had just said. Her tone was quite calm and natural, as if she truly hadn’t heard anything when she opened the door.

Mu Yanxi took a deep breath, threw off the covers, and got out of bed. The sudden drop in temperature made her shiver. She slowly shuffled over to Yi Wulan and sat down obediently.

Yi Wulan: …

Yi Wulan glanced down and said indifferently, “I told you to sit on the sofa.”

Sitting on Yi Wulan’s lap, Mu Yanxi blinked innocently. Sensing that Yi Wulan had no intention of pushing her away, she finally found the courage to act spoiled and shameless again.

She skillfully hooked her arms around Yi Wulan’s neck, half-turning to push her luck and nestle into Yi Wulan’s embrace. She even lifted her head and affectionately kissed Yi Wulan’s thin lips. “I’m cold.”

“If you’re cold, why did you lock yourself in here?” Yi Wulan reached out to test the temperature of Mu Yanxi’s palm, then gave her a gentle push. “Change rooms.”

“No, I won’t be cold if you hold me.” Mu Yanxi leaned in again to peck Yi Wulan’s lips, trying to curry favor. “I thought you were going to ignore me. I was wrong, okay?”

Yi Wulan’s hand rested lightly on Mu Yanxi’s waist, but she made no other move. “I wasn’t ignoring you. Let’s go downstairs and get something to eat.”

Mu Yanxi’s tense mood faltered. Only then did she realize what Yi Wulan had been doing when she left. The concert had been long, and they had spent so much time fooling around in the car. Mu Yanxi’s stomach was so empty it had gone past the point of feeling hungry.

“Then let’s go, I’m starving.” Mu Yanxi hurriedly pulled Yi Wulan to her feet, but the moment she moved, Yi Wulan scooped her up. “Hey?”

“Don’t run around without shoes.” Yi Wulan carried her a few steps back to the bed, then knelt to hand Mu Yanxi her shoes.

But when her hand accidentally touched Mu Yanxi’s heel, she realized the delicate little ancestor’s legs were ice-cold. Without a word, Yi Wulan simply placed her palm over her foot, pressing it against the small, fair skin.

A steady warmth radiated from Yi Wulan’s palm, gradually seeping into Mu Yanxi’s cold skin. Mu Yanxi looked down at what Yi Wulan was doing, her face slowly turning red.

In the car just now, Yi Wulan seemed to have grabbed her foot just like this.

And then, against her will, she had forcefully pulled her back several times.

Mu Yanxi’s face instantly felt like it was on fire, and she quickly pulled her foot back.

But when Yi Wulan noticed her movement, she applied more force. Her fingertips brushed against the sensitive sole of her foot, causing Mu Yanxi, who hadn’t yet recovered, to collapse limply onto the bed. “Mmm…”

“Don’t hide.” Yi Wulan’s face was stern. “If you’re afraid of the cold, wear more clothes. And don’t just wear two layers in the middle of winter.”

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanxi mumbled an affirmative, enduring the tingling numbness and shame as she let Yi Wulan warm her up. When Yi Wulan was finally satisfied and put her shoes on for her, Mu Yanxi’s teeth were chattering as she bit her lower lip.

It was as if she had just endured a ‘cruel torture’.

And at that very moment, Yi Wulan asked, “Do you want me to carry you downstairs?”

“No!” Mu Yanxi refused decisively, stumbling to her feet before she could do anything more embarrassing.

Walking out of the bedroom, the warm air in the hallway washed over her, dispelling the chill from her body but also deepening the blush on her face. Her mood only improved when she saw the plump, exquisite little wontons in the living room.


Just as the bowl of wontons was nearly empty, Yi Wulan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked, “Top, what does that mean?”

Mu Yanxi’s spoon clattered against the rim of the bowl, her inner panic laid bare for all to see.

A full half-hour had passed since Yi Wulan had entered the side bedroom. She had thought Yi Wulan either genuinely hadn’t heard her or had heard but couldn’t be bothered to argue about it.

She never expected that Yi Wulan had heard, but hadn’t understood.

And she had held it in until after she finished her late-night snack? Should she praise Yi Wulan for having the patience of a president, far exceeding that of ordinary people?

Yi Wulan’s gaze was fixed on Mu Yanxi. Mu Yanxi quickly returned a loving look, flashing a sweet smile.

Clearly, Yi Wulan wasn’t falling for it. After a few seconds of silence, she frowned. “Then I’ll ask Gu Yan. Which character is the ‘top (gong)’ you mentioned?”

Mu Yanxi froze, realizing that Yi Wulan was habitually using Gu Yan as her personal internet search engine.

But it was the middle of the night. It was obvious what Gu Yan and his partner would be doing after a concert. It would be too awkward to actually ask.

Mu Yanxi pursed her lips and explained, “It’s not ‘gong,’ you misheard.”

Yi Wulan was puzzled. “Then what was it?”

“It was ‘gǒu’ (dog).” Mu Yanxi closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, enunciating each word. “Can’t I just say I’m a dog?”

Yi Wulan: …

Mu Yanxi whimpered and snuggled into Yi Wulan’s embrace. “I just posted a blurry photo of your back on Weibo, so people in the comments were scolding me for showing off our relationship and calling me a dog.”

After speaking, she lifted her head to kiss Yi Wulan’s lips, seeking credit. “See, I’ve even become a dog for you, boohoo…”

But having spent so much time with Mu Yanxi, Yi Wulan was long accustomed to her endless stream of saucy words. She knew that the more guilty Mu Yanxi felt, the more she would try to please and flatter her in an attempt to muddle through.

Yi Wulan looked at her coldly, reaching out to pinch the nape of Mu Yanxi’s neck and mercilessly pull her back.

When they had just returned from the garage, Mu Yanxi had been so angry she had locked herself in the side bedroom to avoid Yi Wulan. But now, being pulled away by Yi Wulan, she became even more proactive, pressing closer and even trying to rub her cheek against Yi Wulan’s wrist.

Yi Wulan gently stroked Mu Yanxi’s hair, studying the face that, despite its tear stains, was still exceptionally stunning—the same face that had captivated countless people at the concert tonight.

Yi Wulan said in a low voice, “You’re lying.”

Mu Yanxi didn’t say a word, just hung her head and remained still.

But the answer was already obvious.

Seeing that she really didn’t want to say, and seemed a bit dejected by the questioning, Yi Wulan hesitated for a long while before finally saying, “…If you don’t want to talk about it, then forget it. It’s getting late, let’s go up to bed.”

Mu Yanxi sullenly watched Yi Wulan clear the bowls and chopsticks and start the dishwasher. Finally, she couldn’t resist walking over and tugging on the hem of Yi Wulan’s nightgown, her eyes curving into a fawning smile. “Yi Wulan, I want a kiss.”

Yi Wulan glanced down, not believing a word of the little fox’s glib sweet talk. She pulled her nightgown free and started to walk upstairs.

Mu Yanxi was taken aback and quickly chased after her. “Hey, hey, hey, fine, I’ll tell you, okay? Gong… gong is the one in a same-sex couple who is more dominant in personality. I, I really didn’t mean to hide it from you.”

She paused, then added weakly, “Or the one who is on top and more proactive in bed…”

Yi Wulan’s steps faltered noticeably, clearly not expecting Mu Yanxi to be so direct.

Mu Yanxi seized the opportunity, skillfully pressing herself against Yi Wulan, hugging her waist and resting her face on her back shoulder. She whispered, “Yi Wulan, President Yi, Elder Sister Yi, you’re a magnanimous person, so please don’t hold this against me, okay? This is the truth this time, I promise I’m not lying.”

Yi Wulan tried to pry Mu Yanxi’s hands off, clearly having questions to ask.

But Mu Yanxi thought Yi Wulan still believed she was lying and clung on even more shamelessly. “Don’t mind what they say online. Those netizens just love to joke with me. It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have deliberately kept it from you. So, good sister, please don’t ignore me anymore?”

There were some things Mu Yanxi could say without a filter, but Yi Wulan could not. She mulled it over for several seconds, unsure how to respond to what Mu Yanxi had just said. In their past intimate encounters, this completely subverted Yi Wulan’s perception of Mu Yanxi.

Seeing Yi Wulan’s silence, Mu Yanxi continued to coax her in a low, humble voice all the way into the master bedroom. But Yi Wulan still remained silent.

Mu Yanxi’s patience ran out. She could no longer pretend to be obedient. With a ‘click,’ she shut the master bedroom door and walked menacingly to the bedside, grinding her teeth. “Yi Wulan, that’s enough. I’ve said everything I should. Even if you were angry about me locking you out of the side bedroom, you should be over it by now, right? Don’t you know when to stop?”

Yi Wulan frowned and finally spoke, “I’m not angry.”

“If you’re not angry, then why don’t you…” Halfway through her sentence, Mu Yanxi stopped herself. A very unreliable thought popped into her head. “You… don’t tell me you’re hung up on that explanation?”

This kind of reputation as a gong or shou, something only kids would care about, could Yi Wulan actually be taking it seriously?

Just as Mu Yanxi was thinking this, Yi Wulan suddenly pulled her over roughly, half-lying on her side and pressing her down, forcibly holding her in an embrace. She said coldly, “Alright, sleep.”

The great President Yi, the high-and-mighty flower, was at a loss for words again and could only tell her to sleep.

Mu Yanxi suppressed a laugh and adjusted her position to lie more comfortably.

But Yi Wulan found her too fidgety and pressed a hand on her waist, trapping her entire body in her embrace.

Startled by the tight hold, Mu Yanxi whimpered in protest. Unfortunately, Yi Wulan was completely unmoved. “Speak.”

“What else is there to say?” Mu Yanxi looked up, stunned. “Haven’t I explained everything already?”

Yi Wulan remained unmoved, turning her head to look directly at Mu Yanxi. “Don’t you want to sleep?”

The implication was, since you don’t want to sleep, you might as well confess everything.

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanxi instantly regretted not seizing the opportunity earlier. She subconsciously wanted to use her charm to muddle through again. But when she met Yi Wulan’s gaze, she guiltily averted her eyes, then suddenly rolled forcefully to the side, trying to escape.

Just now, Mu Yanxi’s mind had been racing, trying to figure out how to appease Yi Wulan. She even thought Yi Wulan was still jealous of the fans at the concert. But she never imagined that Yi Wulan’s silence was because she was hung up on the whole gong and shou thing?

And to think she had wasted her breath admitting to a bunch of mistakes and saying a lot of shameless, flattering things.

Mu Yanxi had just managed to crawl to the edge of the bed and was about to jump off, but before she could make a substantial move, a hand wrapped around her sensitive waist and pulled her back. The back of her neck brushed against Yi Wulan’s hair, making her want to shrink away, but the force on her waist was relentless.

“Hey…” Mu Yanxi felt as if her lifeline had been seized, her fate sealed. “Yi Wulan, President Yi, please be merciful. It’s almost four in the morning, are you really planning to pull an all-nighter?”

Yi Wulan said indifferently, “I can skip going to the office tomorrow morning.”

Mu Yanxi: ?

The ever-punctual President Yi was willing to be late for a whole morning just to get answers?

Mu Yanxi trembled. “President Yi, do you hear what you’re saying?”

But President Yi didn’t want to listen. The hand on her waist deliberately caressed her a couple of times. “So… you’ve never liked it?”

Mu Yanxi was terrified, but she never had the same need for face as Yi Wulan. She could naturally switch gears with ease, praising her sweetly, “I like it, I like it a lot. I like whatever Elder Sister does to me.”

“But didn’t you say you wanted to…” Yi Wulan frowned, starting to think about their top/bottom dynamic in bed. “If you really want to, we’ll have to wait until—”

Before she could finish, Mu Yanxi immediately clung to Yi Wulan’s waist and snuggled up. “No need to wait, no need to wait. Even after your surgery when you can handle intense excitement, there’s no need. We can just do what you like.”

Just as Mu Yanxi thought to herself, they were both adults. Why was it necessary to distinguish between top and bottom in bed? As long as they were both satisfied and happy, that was all that mattered, right?

Besides, Yi Wulan might seem quiet and uncontesting, but she was actually a very possessive person. She had no chance of winning against Yi Wulan anyway, so why bother fighting for a superior position?

Most importantly… in the car just now, when she found that Yi Wulan had stopped moving, she herself had been completely clueless. It was one thing for such an embarrassing thing to happen to her, but if it were to be used on Yi Wulan, she would rather her own hands break than have something so humiliating happen.

Yi Wulan scrutinized Mu Yanxi’s expression, trying to discern the truth in her words.

Mu Yanxi snuggled closer, kissing the corner of Yi Wulan’s mouth. “Elder Sister, good sister, it’s great like this. You know I talk without a filter and run my mouth off. Can you just not hold it against me? Elder Sister?”

This time, Yi Wulan was surprisingly easygoing. She nodded lightly. “Okay.”

Mu Yanxi blinked in astonishment, finding it hard to believe.

It… it was over just like that? She had been preparing a long speech to declare her genuine lack of desire to be the ‘gong’.

Could Yi Wulan really be this easy to talk to?

But just as Mu Yanxi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw that although Yi Wulan had said ‘okay,’ her hold on her hadn’t loosened. She rolled over, blocking the light above her.

Yi Wulan’s long hair cascaded down, carrying the faint, fresh scent of her shower. It was a scent that should have been soothing, but now it made Mu Yanxi shiver.

She had already been played with by Yi Wulan in the car until she was overly dehydrated. She had just recovered a bit after eating a late-night snack. Could it be that Yi Wulan… wanted to again?

“Yi Wulan,” Mu Yanxi said hesitantly, “didn’t you already know what I was thinking?”

Yi Wulan’s kiss landed gently on the side of Mu Yanxi’s neck, right on a red mark that hadn’t faded. “Yes, I know now.”

Mu Yanxi struggled slightly. “Then is there something you’re still not satisfied with?”

Yi Wulan sucked on the mark a couple more times. “I’m not dissatisfied.”

“Then, then why are you still… mmm…” Mu Yanxi was kissed on a sensitive spot and shivered all over.

Hearing the sound, Yi Wulan lifted her head. Under the warm light, Mu Yanxi was biting her lower lip, her half-closed fox eyes framed by red makeup that looked like a spreading mist of blood.

She couldn’t help but reach out and wipe the corner of Mu Yanxi’s eye, smudging the already faded red eyeshadow completely and blending it out along the upward tilt of her eye into a seductive patch of red. “You… you really don’t mind?”

“I don’t mind, I don’t mind. I’m such a lazy person, good sister, just let me go.” Mu Yanxi repeatedly declared her intentions, only begging for Yi Wulan to let her go so she could have a date with the Duke of Zhou.

Yi Wulan nodded, reached over to press the switch on the headboard, and all the lights in the bedroom instantly went out, plunging them into darkness. But the next second, Mu Yanxi, who had just been released, felt a sense of pressure and confinement wash over her again.

Mu Yanxi subconsciously swallowed a couple of times and said timidly, “I… I haven’t showered yet.”

Yi Wulan’s hand covered Mu Yanxi’s lips. She expertly untied the sash of her ancient-style undergarment, then leaned down. “You can wash later.”

Mu Yanxi: …

Wash what later?

Wash after getting wet?

In that instant, Mu Yanxi really wanted to go back in time and slap the version of herself who was scrolling through Weibo in the middle of the night.

To make matters worse, as if to prove that Mu Yanxi really liked being on the bottom, whenever Mu Yanxi bit her lip or pushed back, Yi Wulan would stop and ask her, ‘Are you thinking of…’

Of course, every time, before Yi Wulan could finish her question, Mu Yanxi would force herself to cooperate to prove that she really had no other ideas.

By the time the sky brightened, Mu Yanxi’s voice was hoarse.


That night, Mu Yanxi was lost in a daze of love and desire, unable to extricate herself. On the other side of Yuncheng, Mu Yanche was also living in a daze.

Only, his was one of anxiety and panic.

The trending topics online were in an uproar. No matter how much he tried to suppress them, he couldn’t. In the end, even his management team gave up and simply issued an apology statement from the studio’s Weibo account.

The comments below the statement were still full of curses, but thankfully, the apology was written with enough sincerity to stabilize the last group of die-hard fans.

But compared to the failures at the concert and on Weibo, what made Mu Yanche more furiously helpless was his unresponsive System. Therefore, he left the Weibo mess entirely to his management team to handle.

He even agreed without hesitation to this apology statement, which was far more humbling than usual. He no longer had the mental energy to care about such things; he just wanted to know the System’s condition as soon as possible.

Losing a battle on Weibo didn’t matter. The System would help him win it back sooner or later.

After returning from the concert venue, he had been trying to contact the malfunctioning System. Since coming to this book world, although he had grown from an infant, he had the consciousness of an adult. The System had permeated almost every aspect of his growth.

He could have the System do anything for him. After twenty-some years of dependence, it was impossible to quit. He didn’t know how much time had passed, but just as Mu Yanche was about to fall asleep, he was suddenly awakened by a strange, crackling sound of damaged machinery that gave him a splitting headache he couldn’t escape.

Mixed with this noise was a continuous stream of mechanical warning sounds from the System:

【System logging in, attempting to establish connection… Connection interrupted】

【System self-check complete, absorbing Likability Points…】

【Insufficient Likability Points, insufficient Likability Points, warning! Warning!】

Mu Yanche finally couldn’t take the noise anymore and shouted, “What the hell is wrong with you?”

【System is damaged, in urgent need of repair】

“Then go fix yourself! If you don’t get fixed, how am I supposed to follow the plot? Do you know how much trouble your sudden failure caused me tonight?”

【Insufficient Likability Points, Host, please acquire Likability Points as soon as possible】

Mu Yanche’s expression turned strange. “Don’t tell me you want me to get Likability Points to support you?”

【System energy is low, Host, please repair the plotline as soon as possible】

Mu Yanche: …

Mu Yanche was about to laugh from anger. He had always taken from the System, taking everything for granted. He never thought he would have to help the System.

But he had lived in the book for over twenty years and had long grown accustomed to the System’s existence. If the System were to disappear now… he couldn’t imagine the consequences.

Mu Yanche had no choice but to agree through gritted teeth. “So what should I do?”

【Complete the Feicheng project, absorb more Likability Points】

【Complete the Feicheng project, absorb more Likability Points】

【Zzt—System logging off… Host, please complete it soon】

“Fuck!” Mu Yanche couldn’t help but curse, his well-maintained princely image completely gone.

Following the plot did indeed provide a big boost for the System’s upgrades, but it was also very time-consuming. Take the Feicheng project for example; from the start of the partnership to the mass production and profitability of the new energy vehicles, it would take at least half a year.

The System couldn’t wait, and neither could he.

Without the System’s help, he could barely move in the entertainment industry. The industry renewed itself so quickly; forget about taking on difficult gigs, even if he just stayed at home for half a year, it would be enough for people to forget him.

But if he gave up his career in entertainment… the consequences would be even more dire. Failing to complete other projects would affect him as the protagonist, but it wouldn’t be fatal.

If he abandoned his main profession, it would be equivalent to his heartthrob persona completely collapsing. Forget about giving the System energy for repairs; the System would probably be completely destroyed.

Mu Yanche paced back and forth in his study until his gaze fell on the contract on his desk, the one Mu Yanqing had sent over. The interest rate was low, but the repayment terms and breach of contract penalties were complicated.

He stared at it for a long time, then took a deep breath and pulled out his phone.

The time difference between the two countries wasn’t large. Although it was nearly one in the morning, the person on the other end didn’t make him wait long before answering.

Mu Yanche stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling city center that was as bright as day. “I agree to what we discussed before.”

【Che, don’t be so hasty. Even I saw what happened to you tonight. How did things go so badly? This makes things difficult for me too.】

Mu Yanche frowned. “What do you mean?”

【Your status and fame are not what they were a few months ago. I can’t make the decision on my own. By the way, why don’t you ask your family?】

At the mention of the Mu family, Mu Yanche grew even more irritated. He had just used the System’s skill on the three members of f.w.s a few days ago, and after the System malfunctioned, f.w.s went on Weibo to publicly criticize him. The skill he had used on Mu Yanqing was even older, so it had probably worn off by now.

Before transmigrating, he had read plenty of novels and had specifically asked the System if it was possible for a second transmigrator or another artificial intelligence like the System to appear.

The System had told him unequivocally: No.

Faced with the question from the other end of the line, Mu Yanche feigned composure and sneered, “Do you think I’m like those other rich kids who rely on their families? I can reach the pinnacle of the entertainment industry without relying on the Mu family.”

When the Mu family sent him away, they hadn’t hidden his identity. Therefore, Mu Yanche had been sailing smoothly for years under the title of the Mu family’s young master, and he showed no fear now.

【I really don’t understand you rich young masters. Forget it, I’ll recommend you to them again tomorrow and see if they can exclusively promote you.】

“Wait!” Mu Yanche threw out his final bargaining chip before the call ended. “Don’t they want to break into the new energy vehicle market? I have a partnership here. If they agree, I can connect them.”

The other side was silent for several seconds, and their tone finally became serious: 【Are you serious?】

Mu Yanche continued to paint a pretty picture: “What do you mean, serious or not? Have you forgotten who’s behind me?”

【True, with the Mu family holding such a large bank, who wouldn’t give you face. I’ll get back to you as soon as possible.】

After hanging up, Mu Yanche finally breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window and slowly sank to the floor, once again summoning the System: “System, System?”

But the living room remained silent.


After that absurd night, Mu Yanxi had forced herself to stay conscious instead of passing out as usual. When Yi Wulan carried her to the shower, she even wanted to bully her some more because she saw she still had some energy.

Fortunately, her firm refusal finally earned her a slightly peaceful shower.

But when she came out, her legs were still trembling. She simply clung to Yi Wulan like a koala, giving up on walking.

The night before, Mu Yanxi had slightly wronged Yi Wulan in order to save up enough energy from her powers to deal with Mu Yanche’s System. Now that Yi Wulan was finally asleep, she pressed her lips to hers and finally completed the task of transferring her powers.

She was so exhausted that she didn’t even dream after falling asleep.

When she woke up again, the bedroom was dim. It was an overcast day in Yuncheng. There was no strong light, only a few faint rays peeking through the gaps in the curtains.

Mu Yanxi stared at the shadowy light for a long time, but she hadn’t checked the weather forecast, so for a moment she didn’t know if she had only slept for a little while or all the way until dusk.

Mu Yanxi kicked the blanket in a fit of pique, but the slight movement sent a jolt of pain through her entire body.

She had poured all her powers into Yi Wulan before sleeping, and her power core had yet to be replenished. The stingy power core naturally wouldn’t spare any extra energy to heal the soreness in her body.

This was almost the first time since her rebirth that Mu Yanxi had experienced the consequences of overindulgence.

She lay wretchedly in the blankets, trembling so much she didn’t even have the strength to reach for her phone. The unfaded red marks under the covers were even more ghastly to behold.

Mu Yanxi had been flipped and turned like a soft toy by Yi Wulan countless times, making her wish Yi Wulan could experience such a miserable state herself.

She shouted angrily, “Yi Wulan, Yi Wulan!”

Her voice was very hoarse; she only managed to make a sound on the second try.

But the master bedroom was empty. Yi Wulan had actually… played and run?

Mu Yanxi felt like she was going to faint from anger on the very first day of the new year. She tried to calm herself, taking several deep breaths to suppress her temper.

The small wontons she had eaten after three in the morning had long been digested, and her stomach was protesting again. Mu Yanxi had no choice but to painstakingly try to get out of bed.

But her weak legs couldn’t support her. After throwing off the covers, she could only manage to lie on the edge of the bed and rest for a while. She muttered curses for who knows how long before the soreness finally subsided a little.

The phone screen on the bedside table lit up again persistently. She didn’t know if it was her or Yi Wulan who had set it to silent, but that didn’t matter anymore.

Mu Yanxi struggled to lift her hand and finally grabbed the phone. It was a video request from Bai Yu’an. As soon as she answered, a voice came from the other side:

“Xiao Xixi, hahahahaha! I went to a New Year’s Eve party last night and didn’t have time to check Weibo. I just saw that Yanche actually crashed and burned! Hahahaha, this is such a great show, I’ve replayed it I don’t know how many times.”

Mu Yanxi had no interest in this outdated amusement. She lay on her pillow and said listlessly in a breathy voice, “Oh, so happy.”

“You…” Seeing her looking as if a succubus had drained her essence, and constantly coughing as if she were about to dry heave, Bai Yu’an trailed off.

Mu Yanxi’s throat was very uncomfortable. It was because she couldn’t make a sound that even her coughing looked like dry heaving. “What?”

Bai Yu’an immediately lowered her voice. “Are you… are you pregnant?”

Mu Yanxi: …

The two of them stared at each other for a long while before Bai Yu’an was the first to back down. “I… I was just talking nonsense.”

But Mu Yanxi clearly had no intention of letting her off. She finally mustered enough strength to say something audible: “While I’m not angry yet, you’d better apologize to me and my baby.”

Could two women have a baby?

Bai Yu’an had probably partied too hard and her brain wasn’t working right.

Bai Yu’an immediately said dryly, “S-sorry.”

Mu Yanxi propped her chin on her other hand. “And?”

“And what?”

Mu Yanxi immediately gave her a disdainful look and lectured her like a seasoned veteran: “Although your parents don’t need you to handle the Bai family’s affairs for now, don’t you even understand basic social etiquette? Don’t you know that an apology should come with compensation?”

Bai Yu’an was speechless. “Then what do you want? I just ordered a few gowns a few days ago, how about I give you one?”

The very picky Second Miss Mu said, “The size won’t fit. I won’t wear it.”

“Our height and weight are about the same, how could it not fit?”

Mu Yanxi’s eyes slowly swept down Bai Yu’an’s body. “The three measurements don’t fit.”

Bai Yu’an: …

Bai Yu’an gritted her teeth. “Fine, what do you want then?”

“The most practical gift is of course money. I’ll pick a good number for you, how about eight hundred and eighty thousand?” Mu Yanxi hadn’t forgotten the three hundred thousand plus she had spent for Bai Yu’an at the golf course last time.

This amount was cheaper than one of Bai Yu’an’s gowns, but she still couldn’t help but say, “Can you not be so tacky?”

“But my family owns a bank. I’ve been steeped in money since I was little and became tacky. I can’t change.” Mu Yanxi said matter-of-factly. “How about I give you a little bonus?”

Bai Yu’an painfully transferred the money to Mu Yanxi. Hearing there was a bonus, she naturally didn’t refuse. “What bonus?”

“Happy New Year.”

“That’s it?”

“May you be prosperous.” Mu Yanxi grinned. “Want to hear more?”

Bai Yu’an: … “No, thank you.”

After losing a huge sum of money, the Eldest Miss Bai’s muddled brain finally cleared up, and she remembered the real reason for her video call:

“By the way, the contract and proposal you gave me were really useful. That President Kang from Feicheng was originally hemming and hawing, worried that I didn’t know anything and didn’t want to cooperate. But as soon as he saw that document, he took the initiative to schedule several online meetings with me. My dad even praised me a lot, and I’ve been exempted from my recent blind dates.”

Mu Yanxi nodded, not surprised.

The new energy vehicle sector in their country had only just started a few years ago, and the market had barely been touched. The Feicheng project also had government support. If it proceeded smoothly, such a large market would be no different from a gold mine.

Therefore, President Kang, who had won the project bid from the government, was extremely cautious in choosing a partner, requiring not only sufficient funds but also a partner who understood and could contribute to the project.

In her previous life, Mu Yanxi had helped Yi Jingming negotiate this project once. She had taken many detours during that time but had also figured out President Kang’s preferences. This life was naturally much easier.

Bai Yu’an added, “These past few days, we’ve pretty much settled the profit-sharing for the Feicheng project. When can your funds be in place?”

“Anytime.” Unlike other companies with tight cash flow, the Mu family’s bank was not short of money. Moreover, the initial investment amount was not large. Even Mu Yanxi’s own little treasury, which had been depleted after buying the Youth Palace and had since been replenished, would be enough to cover it.

It was the funds for the official launch of the project later on that would be a huge sum.

Bai Yu’an nodded. “President Kang from Feicheng has asked to meet the day after tomorrow to discuss the details. Do you want to come along?”

Feicheng wasn’t far from Yuncheng, only a three-hour drive. Mu Yanxi agreed, “I’ll go with you then.”

With business out of the way, Bai Yu’an started chatting idly about Weibo again.

The two of them chattered on for a long time. Just as they were getting into it, the light on Mu Yanxi’s side suddenly brightened.

It was obvious who else would enter Mu Yanxi’s room.

The shadow of being forced to eat by Yi Wulan at the golf course had not yet dissipated. Bai Yu’an immediately stopped talking, hung up the video call without even a goodbye, and ran.

Mu Yanxi, who had been shielding her eyes from the light, lowered her hand only to find that Yi Wulan had entered.

She looked at the disconnected video call and was silent for two seconds.

So pathetic.


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