OFCC – Chapter 61

The weather had been fickle lately, and a continuous light rain had started to fall outside, pattering rhythmically against the window.

Yi Wulan got up to adjust the room temperature, and a slightly warm current of air gradually filled the bedroom.

The moment Mu Yanxi’s cold hands and feet began to warm up, Yi Wulan sat down beside her again.

Mu Yanxi knew very well that although Yi Wulan had said, “stop acting,” she was actually here to interrogate her. Wasn’t she just going to ask why she was being distant, why she was using a contract to brush off their relationship?

Looking at Yi Wulan like this, Mu Yanxi thought to herself that this person was a bit too persistent. So… how could she be perfunctory enough to maintain her noble and aloof image, instead of looking as pathetic as she did this afternoon?

After all, during the time Yi Wulan had been distant from her, she had never interrogated Yi Wulan like this. If Yi Wulan managed to get the truth out of her so easily now, wouldn’t she lose a lot of face?

However, just Yi Wulan sitting beside her gave Mu Yanxi an inexplicable sense of crisis, as if she were completely enveloped and unable to escape.

Mu Yanxi could only timidly scoot to the side.

Yi Wulan saw through Mu Yanxi’s intention and promptly grabbed her wrist. “Mu Yanxi.”

Mu Yanxi feigned composure. Seeing that she couldn’t bluff her way out, she decided to turn the tables regardless of the consequences, suddenly raising her voice in a sarcastic accusation:

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong with a little acting? Weren’t you the one who asked me to act with you in front of Grandma in the first place? I’m accompanying you even when Grandma isn’t here, and I’m not even charging you extra. How professional is that?”

“Oh, speaking of payment, I still have a bill to settle with you, Yi Wulan, yet you’re the one coming to me first? Fine, come on, Yi Wulan, great President Yi, how much do you plan to pay me for this afternoon’s events?”

Yi Wulan: …

Mu Yanxi’s little mouth had always been very glib, capable of turning black into white. Even if she was truly at fault, she could shift the blame onto others with just a few words. In any case, regardless of whether she was right or wrong, she had to win in terms of momentum first.

Yi Wulan’s already cool eyes now seemed as if they were about to freeze over.

But her voice remained as gentle as possible: “Do we… have to be like this?”

Mu Yanxi raised an eyebrow, feigning confusion. “How else could it be? A business marriage, putting on a show for the elders—wasn’t that the original purpose of our marriage?”

“Ah, does President Yi think it’s a loss to pay me for acting when we have this legal marital bond? That’s fine too. It’s not like we had anything notarized anyway. I can return the shares from that document to you.”

Mu Yanxi’s tone was very relaxed, as if she truly didn’t care.

But for the little money-grubber who was usually obsessed with wealth to give up that money, even if Yi Wulan were slow, she could see that Mu Yanxi was angry.

“No need.” Yi Wulan leaned forward again, her grip on Mu Yanxi’s hand tightening slightly, completely blocking the light in front of Mu Yanxi. She repeated, “It’s not an act.”

Mu Yanxi: …

Looking at Yi Wulan like this, Mu Yanxi instinctively wanted to shy away. But remembering her miserable and helpless state from the afternoon when she was grabbed, she swallowed and tentatively whispered, “Um, I’ll get dizzy.”

Yi Wulan frowned, not having heard clearly, and leaned closer. “What?”

The movement between them was even more similar to the afternoon’s.

Mu Yanxi’s voice trembled in a conditioned reflex, like a pitiful little fox about to be devoured by a big bad wolf. She muttered, “Don’t get so close to me, I’ll get dizzy, I’ll get dizzy.”

Mu Yanxi repeated emphatically, deadpan: “The head injury, it makes me dizzy.”

Yi Wulan finally understood this time but didn’t move away. “You didn’t this afternoon.”

Mu Yanxi reminded her, “That was a coincidence.”

Yi Wulan seemed to be pondering the possibility of this. After a few seconds of thought, she said with difficulty, “It’s okay.”

Mu Yanxi blinked, asking blankly, “It’s okay?”

“It’s okay.” Yi Wulan’s voice was much steadier this time.

Mu Yanxi murmured, “Ah, so it’s okay like this.”

You’re okay with it, but I’m not.

Who knew if this big bad wolf was just coaxing her again, saying she wanted this one moment, only to start holding back because of this or that the next.

“So, don’t…” Before Yi Wulan could finish, Mu Yanxi interrupted her.

“Yi Wulan, we’ve known each other for so many years, you know my temper.” Seeing that she couldn’t bluff her way through, Mu Yanxi instantly changed tactics. As she spoke, she proactively climbed into Yi Wulan’s lap, straightening her upper body slightly and hooking her arms—her “paws”—naturally around Yi Wulan’s neck.

“You rejected me so many times before; it was my fault for being slow and not knowing what’s good for me. I’ve reflected deeply during this time and plan to pull back from the brink. So, you don’t have to feel burdened. I’ll obediently play the role of a tool in our business marriage. Don’t worry, Elder Sister.”

After speaking, she planted a loud kiss on Yi Wulan’s lips.

Yi Wulan: …

The expression on Yi Wulan’s face gradually crumbled, with ‘cannot comprehend’ written all over it.

Mu Yanxi suppressed a laugh, her hands hooked around Yi Wulan’s neck tightening again. She leaned in and took Yi Wulan’s lips between her own, pressing against them gently and softly, even giving the scabbed wound a couple of ingratiating licks with the tip of her tongue.

Yi Wulan’s pupils contracted. A ripple, as if from an electric current, spread across her lips, and her hands gradually came to rest on the sides of Mu Yanxi’s waist.

Mu Yanxi’s waist was extremely ticklish. She squirmed a little, adjusted herself into a comfortable position in Yi Wulan’s arms, and pressed on: “Besides, you were the one who first brought up the contract and asked me to cooperate in your act. I now think this kind of relationship is quite good, so why are you the one who’s unhappy?”

Yi Wulan turned her head, dodging Mu Yanxi’s kiss. “That was always meant for you. It wasn’t a transaction.”

Mu Yanxi’s entire body pressed into Yi Wulan’s embrace. Her breath fanned gently against the side of Yi Wulan’s neck as she took a strand of Yi Wulan’s hair, twined it with her own, and began to braid it.

Mu Yanxi didn’t speak, and Yi Wulan patiently let her fidget. Her fair fingertips deftly wove the black strands of hair, quickly finishing a small braid. But as soon as Mu Yanxi let go, the intertwined hair quickly came undone.

Seeing this, Mu Yanxi said casually, “Our marriage was a transaction from the start. Transactions have their benefits. We put on a show without involving feelings. If we want to act, we act. If we want pleasure, we indulge in a moment of passion. Isn’t that quite good?”

Yi Wulan, perhaps provoked by a certain word or sentence, suddenly reached out and pinched Mu Yanxi’s chin. Her thumb pressed down slightly, her eyes filled with an obscure emotion. “Is this what you want?”

Mu Yanxi cried out delicately in pain, “It hurts.”

For once, Yi Wulan didn’t release her grip, asking persistently, “Mu Yanxi, answer.”

This time, even her voice seemed to carry a slight tremor.

Mu Yanxi’s heart softened instantly, but she had no intention of giving in.

The rumors in Yuncheng’s high society that the second Miss Mu was arrogant, domineering, pampered, and willful were not unfounded. When she was first reborn, Mu Yanxi felt guilty because she had been controlled by the world’s consciousness in her past life, helping Yi Jingming snatch some projects from Yi Wulan. As a result, she had reined herself in a little when facing Yi Wulan.

Furthermore, Yi Wulan perfectly matched her aesthetic standards as someone who judged by looks. Even if Yi Wulan liked to distance herself and scold her verbally, she didn’t mind. Instead, she found teasing Yi Wulan to be a kind of fun.

But as her memories and attitude changed, Mu Yanxi was no longer satisfied.

She had given Yi Wulan the cold shoulder for over a month, and now that she finally had this opportunity where Yi Wulan couldn’t hold back and took the initiative, she naturally wouldn’t let it go easily.

Otherwise, she would have had a tearful, happy reunion with Yi Wulan this afternoon.

“Didn’t I already say?” Mu Yanxi couldn’t be bothered to explain too much to Yi Wulan. She snuggled against her and simply sat down on her lap.

This position made Mu Yanxi seem taller, but she deliberately lowered her upper body, trying to nestle into Yi Wulan’s embrace as she continued to complain, “Your illness is too troublesome. I don’t want to be a widow while you’re still alive.”

In the past, Mu Yanxi had always acted like an angel, consoling Yi Wulan and urging her to get proper treatment.

By indulging her, she had probably made Yi Wulan feel secure in the belief that Mu Yanxi had no aversion to her illness whatsoever. Even worse, Yi Wulan could use her illness as an excuse to change her mood at will.

This was the first time Mu Yanxi had brought this up in front of Yi Wulan, so directly that it caught Yi Wulan completely off guard.

Yi Wulan: …

Mu Yanxi’s words were so self-righteous that if one only listened to her tone and not the content, Yi Wulan would almost think she herself had committed some unforgivable crime.

But Yi Wulan had always been extremely rational. She was shocked when she first heard it, but her thoughts gradually returned after a few seconds. She said coldly, “I don’t believe you.”

Only a little fox full of nonsense could come up with such a clumsy excuse.

Mu Yanxi shrugged and affectionately kissed Yi Wulan’s lips again. Kissing her, she smiled and said, “It’s always been like this. You’ve known my sister for so many years, don’t you know how much she spoils me? I was raised in luxury and can’t endure any hardship.”

“Don’t be fooled by the fact that your legs can walk now. Others might think you’ve recovered, but don’t I know you have a potentially fatal injury in your head? It’s nice to say you’ll accompany me for so long, but can you? I’d be at a huge loss.”

Seeing her clowning around, Yi Wulan didn’t bother arguing with her and said directly, “There will be a chance.”

Mu Yanxi was bewildered. “Huh? What chance?”

“I will get proper treatment.” Yi Wulan steadied Mu Yanxi’s waist, her hand stroking her back as she spoke. “I’ve already contacted the doctor.”

Mu Yanxi froze, as if she had heard a joke. She wrapped her arms around Yi Wulan and kissed her a couple more times, laughing so hard she couldn’t stop. “With your treatment? You don’t even go to the hospital once a month? If I didn’t ask, I would’ve thought President Yi had already fully recovered.”

“Contacted the doctor? Don’t think I don’t know that Doctor Xiusina has urged you to go to Boston several times. Yi Wulan, look me in the eye and say it again. Do you really have any intention of getting proper treatment?”

Mu Yanxi wasn’t just talking nonsense. Her ability had been upgraded for a week. Every time she transferred her power, she could accurately receive feedback from Yi Wulan’s body. As the saying goes, no one understood Yi Wulan’s physical condition better than her.

In the medical world, Yi Wulan’s head injury was considered extremely severe. The recovery of her legs was already a medical miracle. If her head injury suddenly reached a point where surgery was possible, it would be too bizarre.

Mu Yanxi was worried that those doctors would use Yi Wulan’s physical data for analysis. The analysis itself wasn’t a big deal, but she feared that possessing a treasure invites trouble, and it could attract unnecessary problems.

Therefore, letting Yi Wulan’s illness recover gradually in the hands of doctors was the safest method.

Yi Wulan expressionlessly pushed away the clingy Mu Yanxi, took the laptop from the bedside table, and suddenly pulled up a document. She opened it in front of Mu Yanxi, revealing dense text and certifications.

Yi Wulan scrolled quickly on the trackpad. The title of each page was magnified, but it was still a bit blurry.

Mu Yanxi stared dumbfounded at the document that she couldn’t scroll to the bottom of even after a long time. The trauma of reading textbooks from her student days resurfaced, and she instantly lost interest in understanding it seriously. “What is this?”

Yi Wulan pulled Mu Yanxi’s hand and placed it on the laptop’s trackpad. “See for yourself.”

Mu Yanxi, looking completely bewildered, reluctantly and slowly moved off Yi Wulan. She moved the laptop behind Yi Wulan and then leaned comfortably on her shoulder again.

But after just a few glances, she was immediately blinded by the glaring asset certifications—the document was filled with dense, lawyer-stamped asset certifications. A few quick scrolls revealed shares in various projects and real estate in various places.

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanxi was completely stunned. After a long while, she asked dazedly, knowing full well the answer, “What… is this?”

Yi Wulan explained concisely, “All the assets under my name.”

Duh.

Did she not even understand Chinese anymore?

But… Mu Yanxi suddenly asked, “When did you organize this?”

Yi Wulan answered every question. “Thursday.”

Mu Yanxi: … Great, the very day she tempted me to come home with a five-percent profit from the holographic technology.

If she hadn’t come home then, would Yi Wulan have kept upping the ante?

Mu Yanxi hurriedly lifted her head from Yi Wulan’s shoulder, met her gaze, and reached out to feel her forehead, asking doubtfully:

“You don’t have a fever. Yi Wulan, what’s wrong with you? Have you been so tired these past few days that you got possessed by a ghost? Why on earth are you organizing your assets? Huh? Say something!”

Yi Wulan frowned, not understanding why Mu Yanxi was making such a big fuss.

“…You’re not thinking of divorcing me, are you?” This thought suddenly flashed through Mu Yanxi’s mind. The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like something a straightforward and unromantic person like Yi Wulan would do.

Because she had just complained about Yi Wulan’s poor health, Yi Wulan didn’t want to hold her back and was going to split the assets and divorce her?

No way, no way.

Mu Yanxi was certain that if Yi Wulan was really thinking this, she would go home to Mu Yanqing tomorrow and have all of Rongjia’s loan contracts revoked.

No, perhaps she would storm out right now, run to Mu Yanqing in the middle of the night, and cry until Rongjia went bankrupt.

Fortunately, Yi Wulan was also startled by these words. Her eyes widened slightly as she denied it at once, “No.”

Mu Yanxi breathed a small sigh of relief and immediately became bold and fearless again.

Her hands wrapped around the back of Yi Wulan’s neck, and she once again took Yi Wulan’s lips between her own, grinding against them gently. Her tone of voice dropped significantly, each word laced with that familiar sensuality: “Yi Wulan… so you want to continue our transaction, is that it?”

Upon hearing the word ‘transaction,’ Yi Wulan’s gaze turned cold again.

She turned her head away, unwilling to be touched by Mu Yanxi.

“But I think this might be a little too much.” Mu Yanxi put on a very troubled expression, turning Yi Wulan’s chin to face her. “Although the virtuous and talented Teacher Mu’s price is indeed very high, and ordinary people would have to pay a fortune for a night of passion with me, you’re giving way too much. I’m worried you’ll sue me for extortion later.”

Yi Wulan: …

A person as smart as Mu Yanxi, although she kept blaming Yi Wulan for using a contract to buy her affection, how could she not understand Yi Wulan’s deeper meaning?

But she continued to clown around with her usual flippant attitude, making it clear that she didn’t want to understand on her own and wouldn’t be satisfied until Yi Wulan spelled it out herself.

Just as a grinning Mu Yanxi was about to slip her tongue in, Yi Wulan finally reached out and pinched her cheeks, stopping her from taking advantage of the opening and managing to get a chance to speak.

Perhaps from spending too much time with this little fox, Mu Yanxi, Yi Wulan’s hesitation when talking about her illness and her usual decisive tone had disappeared. She had even learned a bit of Mu Yanxi’s unreasonableness:

“I will no longer avoid treatment. I will properly accept it.”

“If I’m cured… we’ll spend this life together. I won’t let you leave again.”

“If I’m not cured… whether it’s Rongjia or these assets, they will all be left to you.”

Yi Wulan paused. Her fingertips gently traced Mu Yanxi’s cheek, the movement incredibly soft, but her voice carried an undeniable force: “Mu Yanxi, you were the one who forced your way in. You were the one who insisted on reawakening those buried emotions. You have to take responsibility.”

Mu Yanxi was stunned for several seconds before she came back to her senses. Unsure which word had struck her, her eyes reddened slightly as she murmured softly, “Yi Wulan…”

Even though the hand Yi Wulan had on Mu Yanxi’s back had clenched into a fist, she still tried to maintain her composure. “Hm?”

“It might not be enough.” Mu Yanxi was moved to tears. The same person who had just been complaining that it was too much and feared being scammed now lifted her chin and refused coldly, “If you want to tumble in the sheets and talk about love with the devastatingly beautiful Teacher Mu, this amount of money might not even last until the doctor issues you a critical illness notice.”

Yi Wulan: …

Yi Wulan met Mu Yanxi’s gaze for a moment, then frowned and turned away, snapping the laptop shut with a ‘thud.’ It looked as if she was about to take everything back the next second.

Mu Yanxi abruptly grabbed Yi Wulan’s arm. She also adjusted her legs, which were on Yi Wulan’s lap, and clung to Yi Wulan’s upper body like an octopus, her whole body trembling from holding back laughter:

“Hey! Yi Wulan! Great President Yi! That’s not fair. Who gives a gift and then takes it back? Ah, no, you haven’t even transferred the ownership. Well played, Yi Wulan. Is this how you capitalists trick people and ghosts?”

Yi Wulan didn’t answer Mu Yanxi’s long-winded speech, only saying, “I’ll keep saving.”

Save until Mu Yanxi feels it’s enough, then give all of it to her.

Mu Yanxi completely lost her composure, laughing so hard she couldn’t control herself. She had to bite down on Yi Wulan’s shoulder, trying to calm her emotions.

But the more she tried not to laugh, the more her body seemed to defy her, completely uncontrollable.

She remembered in her past life, after being controlled by the world’s consciousness to side with Yi Jingming, there was one time when her small, remaining conscience surfaced. While chatting with Mu Yanqing, she mentioned Yi Wulan, who had broken off their engagement.

At that time, Yi Wulan was just a name to Mu Yanxi, like a stranger with all past memories erased. Mu Yanqing had been hesitant to speak, beating around the bush, and the topic quickly veered off course.

Mu Yanqing seemed to be on guard against Yi Wulan as if she were a big bad wolf, but just like in her past life, she couldn’t help but probe. It was a pity that at the time, she couldn’t grasp Mu Yanqing’s deeper meaning.

After a few sentences, the topic turned into Mu Yanqing’s small ‘denunciation session’ against Yi Wulan, criticizing her for being cold-hearted and knowing only work. Despite knowing each other for so many years, she couldn’t even hold a proper conversation with her.

Thinking back now, Yi Wulan had been jilted by her, so being able to maintain a civil cooperation between their two families was already quite remarkable. Plus, Yi Wulan’s personality was just like that, so how could she have had a heart-to-heart with Mu Yanqing?

But at the time, Mu Yanxi hadn’t thought that far. It was her first time coming home to curry favor with Mu Yanqing after running away from the marriage. Once the topic started, she went along with Mu Yanqing’s meaning and laughed thoughtlessly.

“She probably really thinks of Rongjia as her partner,” Mu Yanqing said with a smile. “Maybe she’s really not interested in men or women. In college, I once sent her two movies, you know how she reacted?”

After saying that, she added with feigned coyness, “Just normal movies with a few more ambiguous scenes.”

Mu Yanxi raised an eyebrow, immediately guessing what kind of movies they were, but she didn’t expose her. “What was her reaction?”

Mu Yanqing threw up her hands. “She threw her phone directly on the ground. The phone quality was bad back then, the screen shattered instantly.”

Mu Yanxi’s shoulders shook with laughter. “Hahahaha, she actually threw it?”

Mu Yanqing nodded and lamented, “To be honest, it’s for the best that your engagement with Yi Wulan was called off. If you were together, she’d probably just be another piece of furniture in the house. A block of wood like her who doesn’t understand romance is really boring.”

“In all the years since graduation, I’ve seen plenty of people show interest in her at various parties. Anyway, Yi Wulan always manages to accurately anger her admirers away.”

Mu Yanxi slurped her milk tea on the side. “Her health is poor, will the Yi family people force her to have a child to inherit the throne? After all, if her health fails, a child would be so easy to control.”

Mu Yanqing frowned. “What kind of wicked thing wouldn’t that bunch of demons from the Yi family do? But they can probably only think about it. All the power in the Yi family is in Yi Wulan’s hands now. Who can force her?”

“For a family to be like that, it’s really tragic.” Mu Yanxi grabbed another handful of chips and crunched on them. “I wonder who will end up with her in the future. They’ll probably be driven mad by the boredom, right? Ai, how tragic. Ai, good thing I ran away.”

At that time, Mu Yanxi had never imagined that after being reborn, the person who would marry Yi Wulan would be herself.

In her past life, she didn’t understand Yi Wulan and thought she was boring. After getting along with her in this life, she had completely slapped her own face.

Yi Wulan was capable and beautiful. Although she was a bit fierce at times, as long as Mu Yanxi acted cute, rolled around, and threw a tantrum, the one to compromise would definitely be Yi Wulan. Sometimes, behavior that seemed incomprehensible to others appeared quite novel in Mu Yanxi’s eyes.

Just like what Yi Wulan was doing right now. Because Yi Wulan felt this money couldn’t satisfy her, she planned to take it all back until her assets grew enough to satisfy her before giving it to her.

Yi Wulan’s biggest flaw was that she spoke too little, often saying just a few words and leaving others to guess. Rongjia’s business could indeed be handled with a few words—good meant approved, bad meant redo. Besides, Yi Wulan paid their salaries, so those employees had an obligation to get used to such a boss.

Mu Yanxi had no such obligation, yet she was willing to accommodate such a Yi Wulan.

After all, before she was married, just the two of them, her and Mu Yanqing, in the Mu family could already raise the roof. If Yi Wulan had the same personality, she feared she would have to spend this life in constant noise.

Mu Yanxi had never denied that she was talkative, nor did she want to find another like-minded chatterbox. It was good that Yi Wulan was a woman of few words.

She didn’t like to talk and could be bullied by her. Very good, very good.

After this round of rambling thoughts, Mu Yanxi, who was lying on Yi Wulan’s shoulder, finally managed to stop laughing and calm down a bit.

“Yi Wulan.” Mu Yanxi’s lips, which had been biting Yi Wulan’s shoulder, gradually moved to the side. Then slowly, they slid across Yi Wulan’s collarbone, the side of her neck, and nibbled gently on Yi Wulan’s earlobe as she deliberately spoke in a muffled voice, “I agree.”

She agreed to take responsibility for Yi Wulan, agreed to stay with her for the rest of this life after she recovered.

Just like the promise Yi Wulan had made to her when they were young.

Although her heart had long since melted into a puddle, this person couldn’t stand to lose out at all. After saying she agreed, she hid all her shyness and faced Yi Wulan with her chin held high like a proud little peacock.

It was as if Yi Wulan should kneel down and be grateful for her agreement in the next second.

The rain outside had stopped at some point. The night sky was clear and bright, and the hazy moonlight was faintly hidden among the clouds, as if it were hiding and peeking at this private, tender moment.

Yi Wulan quietly met Mu Yanxi’s gaze, instinctively looking away before quickly looking back.

From the day they got married, Mu Yanxi had been constantly feeding her candy. She was probably tired of the grand promises Mu Yanxi painted. Even though Mu Yanxi had already agreed, she still wanted to confirm it for herself.

Upon hearing her words, Yi Wulan’s pupils darkened, and her gaze burned as she called out, “Yanxi.”

Mu Yanxi, who had been putting on a superior air just a moment ago, felt her breath catch. She had clearly been the one in control, the one agreeing to something, but now, with just a soft call of her name from Yi Wulan, she felt she couldn’t take it.

“You…” Mu Yanxi murmured, “Don’t call me that.”

Yi Wulan’s fingertips gently caressed Mu Yanxi’s lips.

Having sat on Yi Wulan’s lap for a long time, Mu Yanxi also felt a little embarrassed. She took a difficult breath before feigning composure. “You can let me down now.”

As she spoke, she straightened up to get off to the side.

But just as she moved, the hand on her waist suddenly pressed down, pinning her in place again.

Yi Wulan’s other hand slid up her long hair to the nape of her neck, cupped the back of her head, and forcefully pressed her head down. Mu Yanxi couldn’t help but let out a muffled grunt, “Mmph…”

Mu Yanxi was practically kneaded into Yi Wulan’s embrace. She loved to tease Yi Wulan, but she had always preferred to be the one in control of the teasing. She was extremely uncomfortable with this kind of restrictive closeness and fumbled at Yi Wulan, barely managing to grab her collar to steady herself.

As the night deepened, Mu Yanxi felt the hot breath swirling around her nose was about to turn her brain into mush. She was kissed until she was almost breathless. She struggled to pull back, her startled fox-like eyes wide.

But Yi Wulan, contrary to her earlier caution, reached out and pressed her into her embrace again. Yi Wulan had always been a fast learner. With the experience of the past few times, a single kiss was enough to make Mu Yanxi’s body go limp.

Mu Yanxi finally got a chance to breathe and was about to fiercely scold Yi Wulan, but before she could open her mouth, her words were blocked by Yi Wulan’s actions. “Hey?”

The overhead light was dazzling, and Mu Yanxi couldn’t see clearly for a moment. Her eyes stung with a bit of moisture. Only then did she realize what Yi Wulan had just done, forcefully pressing her onto the bed so she couldn’t move. She didn’t notice Yi Wulan’s expression and was about to kick out in anger.

But just as she was about to move, she remembered the old injuries on Yi Wulan’s legs and held back the force of her kick. In that instant, she lost her advantage and was instead caught firmly between the legs of the well-prepared Yi Wulan.

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanxi couldn’t be bothered with shyness anymore. She was so angry at Yi Wulan that she laughed, finally parting her clenched teeth, intending to add a new wound to Yi Wulan’s lips.

But just then, Yi Wulan, who had just restrained her legs, also stopped. She slowly raised her eyes to meet hers.

Those calm and restrained peach-blossom eyes were finally tinged with a desire that was hers alone. Just a light glance was enough to bewitch one’s heart.

Mu Yanxi opened her lips, about to say something, when her vision was taken away. It was still a cool palm, but it made her cheeks burn. Mu Yanxi loved her bright eyes the most. Now, with her hands pressed against Yi Wulan’s shoulders, she tried to push her away, muffled sounds escaping from between their re-kissed lips, “No… Yi… don’t cover my eyes.”

But Yi Wulan turned a deaf ear.

Mu Yanxi’s waist was so soft it was almost numb. After struggling to push the person away, she gasped for a few breaths, feeling that if she didn’t resist now, she would really be eaten alive, bones and all, by Yi Wulan.

She incoherently tugged at Yi Wulan’s collar. “Yi Wulan, you, are you really trying to… with me… and not just trying to… with me?”

Her words were very vague. Yi Wulan didn’t want to stop to answer, but Mu Yanxi’s tearful voice was too pitiful, so she still answered, “Don’t overthink it.”

“But, but you’re a lot like a john who wants to get down to business after paying… ah.” Mu Yanxi couldn’t bring herself to say the word ‘john’.

After all, it was the first time she had experienced love in two lifetimes. Even though they were legally married, Mu Yanxi still wanted to be sure before giving her heart away completely.

But, that required Yi Wulan to reciprocate with the same feelings.

Yi Wulan’s lips hovered tantalizingly over hers as she said directly, “You haven’t signed yet.”

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanxi had been waiting anxiously for an answer, but Yi Wulan had to remind her of this, as if showing off:

I was just showing you those documents. Since you think the money isn’t enough, I’m taking them back.

Although not signing meant it wasn’t a transaction, and certainly not a client relationship, hearing this answer, Mu Yanxi almost couldn’t catch her breath. “What?”

Yi Wulan: “It’s only because of you.”

Mu Yanxi was stunned.

But this daze didn’t last for more than a few seconds before her uneven breathing was blocked again. Mu Yanxi felt she was truly going to drown in this kiss. Just before the feeling of suffocation came again, Yi Wulan seemed to sense her struggle and slowly let her go.

A breath, clearly heavier and more disordered than usual, sounded in her ear—low and very alluring. The hand over her eyes had not moved, hiding the red-rimmed ripples at the corners of her eyes. It seemed she was planning to wait for her to catch her breath before going for another round.

Moisture welled up at the corners of Mu Yanxi’s eyes. For a moment, she couldn’t come back to her senses, even forgetting to breathe.

Yi Wulan frowned, not expecting Mu Yanxi to be so sensitive. They had kissed more than once or twice, yet just a kiss like this was enough to make her completely dazed.

She leaned down again and gave Mu Yanxi a breath of air. This kiss was much gentler. Mu Yanxi finally came to her senses, and the kiss gradually deepened again. The room temperature rose, and steam fogged up the window.

Just then, Mu Yanxi’s phone suddenly rang. It was the exclusive ringtone she had set for Mu Yanqing, “Gong Xi Fa Cai,” to remind her: the God of Wealth was here to send her money again.

The ringtone blared urgently. Mu Yanxi’s unfocused pupils gradually refocused, and she squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, “Don’t, Yi, Yi Wulan… it’s my sister’s call.”

Yi Wulan’s face darkened as she pulled away from her. She wiped a thumb over her lips, which had been sucked bright red, and handed her the phone.

But just as she took the phone, Mu Yanqing had already hung up.

If it were important, Mu Yanqing would definitely call back.

Mu Yanxi took the opportunity to lie on Yi Wulan’s chest, panting nonstop. Her whole body felt as if its strength had been drained. She didn’t even need Yi Wulan to hold her down; she would obediently lie there, her useless ears so red they looked like they could drip blood at any moment.

When Yi Wulan finally removed the hand covering her face, tear tracks were revealed on Mu Yanxi’s cheeks.

She didn’t know why her body became so sensitive whenever this big bad wolf touched her, as if every part of her had been tuned to its threshold and was off-limits.

Especially when she read the words ‘why are you so delicate’ on Yi Wulan’s iceberg-like face, she was almost angered to the point of fainting.

Being misunderstood as delicate on a normal day was one thing, but being thought of as delicate at a time like this, Mu Yanxi felt her entire character had been insulted.

She endured and endured but couldn’t hold back any longer. With moist eyelashes, she glared at Yi Wulan with absolutely no menace:

“Yi Wulan, if anyone ever dares to call you an unromantic block of wood again, I’ll be the first to go and fight them to the death.”

Yi Wulan: …

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