【No way, no way, is this show really going to continue? Are the relevant authorities really not going to do anything?】
【T-country is just a nation of thieves, they steal everything. I’m seriously gonna puke.】
【The brand QT will be nailed to the pillar of shame from now on. Don’t ever try to play the ‘Sino-foreign joint venture’ card to appeal to our national sentiment again. Get the hell out of China, please.】
【LMAO, today I, your daddy, am going to curse out the eighteen generations of ancestors of every Chinese person participating in the QT show.】
【I suggest an investigation into the nationalities of people in the entertainment industry. Don’t let it turn out that they’re all from T-country.】
Watching the bullet comments, the person in charge of QT’s planning team anxiously urged, “What are you looking at? Is everything ready? Why isn’t everyone here yet?”
A young assistant timidly replied, “President Wen, the comments are all scolding us. Should we turn off the livestream?”
President Wen glanced at the screen and said disdainfully, “Do you really think these people can afford our clothes? Let them curse all they want. What we want is the traffic and heat from the livestream. As for what they’re saying, just ignore it.”
He paused, then asked, “Where’s our brand ambassador? Wasn’t she notified to arrive early?”
“She should… she should be here soon?”
Just as the words fell, the door behind them opened. Mu Yanxi was dressed in a green qipao, a faux fur shawl draped over her shoulders. A matching set of jade and diamond tassel accessories sparkled brilliantly under the lights.
QT’s show this time incorporated many elements from ancient China, and the qipao was naturally indispensable. Mu Yanxi’s outfit was so exquisite that President Wen subconsciously assumed it was one of his brand’s own designs and praised, “Our ambassador is so beautiful.”
A staff member nearby wanted to ask something, but seeing the boss’s praise, they kept their mouth shut. It was better to avoid trouble.
The manager reminded Mu Yanxi of the man’s identity. Mu Yanxi toyed with a feather fan in her hand, fanning it slowly and deliberately, looking very cooperative. “Thank you, President Wen.”
President Wen was about to leave but couldn’t help sizing her up again. He turned and dismissed the surrounding staff, leaving only Mu Yanxi and her management team. He said in a half-threatening tone, “Xiao Mu, don’t let those people online affect you. You still remember our contract, right?”
Mu Yanxi nodded with a smile. “Of course I remember, President Wen. It wasn’t easy for me to get an endorsement like this. Naturally, I must… pro-per-ly che-rish this rare opportunity.”
Although President Wen had acted nonchalant in front of his staff, QT still needed to report its performance to the luxury brand behind it. He was only putting on a brave face. “I heard your period drama is doing quite well. As long as you’re a good ambassador, we can help you, whether it’s competing for awards or securing other resources.”
After speaking, he leaned in slightly and lowered his voice. “When the time comes, you’ll get a piece of every project invested in by T-country enterprises.”
This was undoubtedly a massive carrot on a stick.
As expected, Mu Yanxi’s face lit up with a smile upon hearing this. She covered her red lips with the feather fan, feigning a shy yet willing expression.
Satisfied, President Wen said, “Alright, get ready to go on stage. I’ll go check on the others.”
The moment President Wen disappeared, the smile on Mu Yanxi’s face faded. She nonchalantly played with the feather fan in her hand.
Her manager glanced around and reminded her, “Are you really planning to side with the T-country powers? You’ll get plenty of resources, but your reputation will be ruined. If something really happens, you’ll be the first to be…”
Before she could finish, Mu Yanxi’s fan tapped lightly on her manager’s lips. She said lazily, “Am I that stupid?”
“But just now… and you even dressed like this today. Are you afraid you don’t have enough haters?”
Mu Yanxi waved her fan, giving a non-answer. “Am I beautiful?”
“Beautiful. My dear ancestor, you’re the most beautiful.”
“As long as I’m beautiful.” Mu Yanxi started walking toward the stage. “The host is already on. I should go too.”
The manager froze for a moment. By the time she reacted, she was looking at the script in her hand. “Hey, ancestor, have you memorized the brand introduction? Wait, have you even looked at it?”
Although Mu Yanxi’s qipao seemed to restrict her movement, she was walking exceptionally fast. By the time her manager caught up, the host on stage was already making the announcement: “Alright, next, let’s welcome QT’s brand ambassador, Mu Yanxi!”
Mu Yanxi turned her head, glanced at President Wen and the other staff standing backstage, and smiled again. This time, however, the smile didn’t reach her eyes.
Before the staff could understand what she meant, Mu Yanxi had already walked onto the stage. At the same time, the netizens in the bullet comments section saw her and started cursing even more fiercely:
【I knew Mu Yanxi would participate. I’m so disgusted I could die. I actually had a pretty good impression of her before.】
【For Mu Yanxi to accept this kind of endorsement, what kind of person did you think she was? She was a nobody for two years, then got famous after that secret room variety show. Didn’t someone say before that she was the one with the script?】
【So QT is the capital backing Mu Yanxi? It’s not too much to call her a traitor, right?】
【I suggest the authorities ban artists like her.】
The bullet comments flew by furiously, but the fashion show venue was a picture of harmony. The host intended to lead Mu Yanxi into introducing QT’s theme, but Mu Yanxi suddenly looked at the piano on the side.
The host was taken aback, thinking Mu Yanxi wanted to showcase a talent, and immediately nodded. “Of course, you can.”
The bullet comments were also filled with confusion: 【What does Mu Yanxi mean by this? Is she going to play music for a thieving country’s brand? Isn’t that a bit too much bootlicking?】
【The first traitor of the peaceful era has appeared, sisters.】
【I’ve never seen Mu Yanxi play the piano. Don’t tell me she specially learned it for QT?】
Meanwhile, a staff member below the stage watching the comments said, “Mu Yanxi can’t play the piano? Then what is she doing over there?”
Hearing this, President Wen looked at Mu Yanxi, who had volunteered herself, and a bad premonition flashed through his mind.
But this premonition was cast aside after Mu Yanxi elegantly lifted the piano lid and her fingertips landed gracefully on the keys.
A gentle, soothing melody flowed from the keyboard. It started light and soft, a tune that most people had heard in one form or another. Delicate emotions poured out from her fingertips. As her fingers danced into a blur, the tune grew livelier, the notes seeming to strike a chord in everyone’s heart, making the listeners’ emotions rise and fall with the music.
The curses in the bullet comments suddenly changed tune: 【No way, no way… is Mu Yanxi faking it? Like, a recording playing in the background?】
【You can’t play like this without years of piano practice. Mu Yanxi, what other surprises do you have that I don’t know about!】
【What are you guys so happy about? Mu Yanxi is playing this piece specifically for QT. I’m so disgusted.】
【First time seeing an artist so eager to please a brand. Mu Yanxi has lowered my bottom line.】
The performance on stage continued. Though it was only a few short minutes, the dancing notes captivated everyone present, drawing nothing but admiration.
When the piece ended, the audience and staff at the show erupted in enthusiastic applause, followed by numerous exclamations of praise.
“This young artist plays the piano quite well. I feel like my niece, who’s at Grade 10, doesn’t sound as pleasant as her.”
“Yeah, this ambassador is not bad. She really went all out to please QT.”
“Speaking of which, do these Chinese people sell out their country so openly? Tsk.”
After finishing, Mu Yanxi slowly picked up her feather fan again and asked the host, “How did I play?”
Without the arrogance she showed when arguing with haters online, and coupled with her qipao, Mu Yanxi looked like a well-behaved child seeking opinions on her musical performance.
The host immediately praised her, “It was beautiful. Did you prepare this specially for QT?”
“Yes, a piece specially dedicated to QT.” Mu Yanxi looked at the livestream camera and suddenly asked, “By the way, does everyone know the name of the piece I just played?”
The gentle smile on her face was gone, and even her voice had become noticeably colder.
Hearing the murmurs from below the stage, the host immediately played along, joking, “Don’t keep us in suspense. Tell us quickly.”
“The first half is from the ancient-style piece ‘Burying the Flowers.’ The second half is from ‘Canon in D Major.’ The first half was naturally to match today’s QT show. As for the second half…”
By this point, the expressions of some people in the audience had already changed. Even if “Burying the Flowers” was an ancient-style piece, the name wasn’t very auspicious. But since Mu Yanxi said it was to match the show’s theme, no one refuted it.
Now, the host, who wasn’t very familiar with music, chimed in, “So it’s from ‘Canon’? The first part sounded beautiful, and I was wondering why the second part was so familiar.”
As if she had been waiting for this exact line, Mu Yanxi immediately broke into a smile. “Of course it’s familiar. This famous piece is the most frequently selected one for funerals abroad.”
As her words fell, the entire venue fell into a dead silence.
Whether it was the audience watching the show or the staff from the organizing party, everyone’s face stiffened. The people present finally realized that something was terribly wrong.
For Mu Yanxi, QT’s brand ambassador, to play funeral music at a QT fashion show—this wasn’t a congratulation, it was blatant sabotage!
The most fatal kind of sabotage, the kind that directly buried the brand!
Reacting even faster than the live audience were the bullet comments on the livestream.
When Mu Yanxi was playing the piano, some netizens with an arts background had already recognized the pieces. There were discussions in the comments at the time, but they were drowned out by the massive wave of curses.
It wasn’t until Mu Yanxi explained the music that the bullet comments exploded:
【WTF WTF WTF, funeral music! How did Mu Yanxi even think of that?】
【Look at the host’s face, it’s turned green. This is so satisfying, hahaha.】
【Help, I have this feeling of catharsis, like this is the real Mu Yanxi. She has never let me down!】
【As expected of a Yanjing University graduate, her roots are straight and red.】
【Sob sob sob, Mu Yanxi is still that same little vase who opposes workplace harassment and enthusiastically saves people! Mommy loves you!】
【T-country has stolen so much from us. I’ve long wanted to slap them hard in the face.】
【I suggest the relevant authorities investigate QT’s taxes. That’s not too much to ask, right?】
After her explanation, Mu Yanxi swept her gaze across the people below the stage. They all had different expressions, especially the QT staff, whose eyes looked like they wanted to eat her alive.
But unfortunately for them, they were still live.
The number of viewers in the livestream room had already surpassed three million. With so many pairs of eyes watching, the people from QT couldn’t do anything even if they wanted to.
Mu Yanxi fanned herself with her feather fan, calm and composed, completely unbothered by the awkward atmosphere.
Backstage, President Wen, who had just been trying to win over Mu Yanxi with grand promises, was so angry his heart was pounding. He casually knocked over a nearby equipment stand and gritted his teeth. “Bastard! How dare she! Where is everyone! Get her off the stage for me!”
But as soon as he spoke, a staff member pointed to the livestream on their phone. “President Wen, over three million people are watching. This… it’s not easy for us to do anything.”
Therefore, they could only watch helplessly as Mu Yanxi performed on stage.
Seeing that no one was speaking, Mu Yanxi suddenly let out an “Ah” and asked the host, “Isn’t the show starting yet? So many people are waiting.”
The host looked at her, at a loss for words. “Then you…”
Before he could finish, Mu Yanxi cut in, “Ah… the previewed dresses were all found to be plagiarized. If there’s a large-scale show later and it’s discovered that everything is plagiarized, how embarrassing would that be, right?”
The bullet comments went wild again:
【Mu Yanxi, the unassuming ambassador for the protection of Chinese culture.】
【LMAO, look at the faces of those foreigners in the audience. Do they really think foreign devils can still act with impunity in China like they did decades ago?】
【Why aren’t those people talking anymore? Could it be they’re just wearing a skin and don’t understand Chinese?】
【So I really misunderstood her before. I need to go apologize to Mu Yanxi.】
【The sister above just reminded me, I’m going to apologize to Mu Yanxi right now.】
【Hiss… she’s completely torn face with QT, hasn’t she? I heard these kinds of foreign brands love to play tricks with contracts. Is Mu Yanxi going to be sued into bankruptcy?】
【From now on, I’ll do my best to support anything Mu Yanxi endorses. Chinese brands, hurry up and sign the little vase!】
【Sob sob sob, this is the first time I’ve felt protective of a celebrity, who gets it?】
On stage, Mu Yanxi had no idea what these people online were thinking. After saying and doing what she needed to, she left the crowd with a dashing view of her back as she exited the stage.
After she came down, Chen Xu and several pre-arranged bodyguards quickly surrounded her, protectively flanking her with an intimidating presence. Even though the QT staff were furious, they didn’t dare do anything and could only watch as Mu Yanxi left the venue unscathed.
It wasn’t until they were all in the car that her manager finally snapped out of her daze. She looked Mu Yanxi up and down, her words jumbled. “You, I, we… QT…”
Mu Yanxi gave a perfunctory “uh-huh, uh-huh” and opened Weibo to start scrolling.
Since entering the entertainment industry, she had always done as she pleased. The fact that she remained obscure for the past two years was actually her own doing. She never attended any dinner parties, important or not, and never gave face to investors. With money to spend, they naturally went to promote others. How could it ever be her turn?
However, Mu Yanxi had never cared.
If she really wanted to, the money from Xinyu Bank could create hundreds or thousands of top-tier stars or best actresses.
Everyone has different pursuits in the entertainment industry. Some are for money, some for fame and fortune, and of course, there are those like her who use the industry as a sanctuary to relax.
Or perhaps, a more important point should be added: the little peacock felt that everyone should come and admire her magnificent beauty.
The penalty for breaching the QT contract was merely the price of a sports car in Mu Yanxi’s garage. Why would she ever compromise for such a small amount?
She was purely fed up with T-country brands coming to steal Chinese culture every so often.
And after stealing so many times, those T-country brands had become increasingly rampant, did they really think they could do whatever they wanted in China?
They just deserved a good scolding.
The QT brand had inherited the arrogance of the luxury brand behind it; otherwise, it wouldn’t have deliberately featured such blatant cultural plagiarism in its new product preview. Furthermore, with public opinion fermenting since last night, it was clear they were acting with impunity, thinking that Chinese netizens wouldn’t dare to do anything to them.
But they never expected that their ambassador, whom they always thought was easy to control, would pull such a stunt. Plagiarism was one thing, but even when they were criticized before, they had never been scolded so directly to their faces.
Not only that, but the Chinese netizens, whom QT usually dismissed as unable to afford their clothes and not worth bothering with, pushed this matter to the top of the trending charts and dominated the screen after Mu Yanxi left the stage.
#QTCopies#, #BoycottTCountryProducts#, #QTGetOutOfChina#, #QTTaxEvasion#, #MuYanxiCultureProtectionExpert#, #SupportMuYanxiEndorsements#, and so on, not only topped the entertainment chart but dominated the entire trending list.
Various marketing accounts rushed to cash in on the popularity, flooding social media. The clip of Mu Yanxi playing the piano, in particular, received praise from many senior figures in the entertainment industry.
An artist with solid professional skills who also acted to defend the nation had no reason to truly suffer a loss. Besides being publicly praised by major official red media outlets, the relevant departments also took swift action.
In fact, the higher-ups had long wanted to implement measures to protect traditional culture but were waiting for the right opportunity. Mu Yanxi’s action provided them with the perfect entry point, allowing them to thoroughly investigate QT from top to bottom. This uncovered the intertwined interests of transnational corporations and even traced back to many gray-area industrial chains of the parent group.
As for the compensation for Mu Yanxi’s contract, those breach-of-contract clauses were illegal under Chinese law in the first place. It was just that artists usually had to swallow their anger in such situations. Once they resisted, they might face retaliation from the group behind the brand, and it was often difficult to win the lawsuit. But this time, with the intervention of government departments, it was not an issue at all.
It was the same old saying: in China, no matter which country you’re from, you have to abide by China’s laws and regulations.
This was an inviolable bottom line.
Of course, all this came later.
At the same time, in a high-end residential complex in the center of Yuncheng, a tall and straight young man stood by a floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the entire business district. He swirled a glass of champagne in his hand, humming a tune in a good mood.
It was Mu Yanche, who had returned to the country today.
Due to the backlash on Weibo last night against him being a T-country artist, he had deliberately used the VIP channel when he got off the plane today and did not appear in front of his fans. He planned to wait for this storm to completely shift before reappearing dazzlingly before them.
But the smile on his face didn’t last long before a mechanical voice sounded in his mind:
【Warning, warning, system energy is insufficient, system energy is insufficient…】
【Failed to transfer audience’s disgust value. Mu Yanxi has successfully obtained likability points. Host, please respond as soon as possible.】
Mu Yanche’s brow tightened. “Didn’t Mu Yanxi go to support QT? Even if she didn’t, with all the marketing accounts I bought, she, as the ambassador, should be getting cursed at, right?”
【Failed to seize likability points. Host, please change the plot development as soon as possible, or the punishment mechanism will be activated.】
“I’ve been buying trending topics about my return for so long. Aren’t all those fans enough for you?” Mu Yanche said, immediately calling his manager.
As soon as the manager answered, he spoke quickly as if grasping a life-saving straw, “Hurry up and release all the news about my return. This time, you must get my hashtag to the number one spot on the trending list.”
The manager on the other end of the line hesitated. “I’m afraid that’s not possible today.”
Mu Yanche sneered, “What’s not possible? Didn’t we partner with Weibo? They took the money and won’t do the work?”
The manager explained, “Usually, you can suppress the popularity of any international film star you want, but today’s trending topics really can’t be suppressed. The government is involved today.”
Mu Yanche thought it was some special holiday or important policy meeting he didn’t know about. His tone softened slightly. “If I can’t get on the main trending list, then buy me the top spot on the entertainment list. My fans were so active before I even came back. Now that I’m here, they’ll definitely be very happy.”
The manager on the other end hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, “But that’s also about the entertainment list… it’s… it’s Mu Yanxi’s.”
Mu Yanche suddenly had a bad feeling. He opened Weibo himself and looked at the trending topics, finally understanding why the system had suddenly lost its energy.
The system’s mechanical voice continued: 【Host, please reverse the plot as soon as possible. Host, please seize the likability points.】
“Enough.” Mu Yanche smashed his glass in anger. “Tell me, what should I do next?”
This time, the system finally spoke, its voice no longer a cold, mechanical tone, but one with a hint of human emotion.
Not long after leaving the fashion show, Mu Yanxi parted ways with her manager. Looking around, both cars were filled with fierce-looking bodyguards in black, but it also gave a great sense of security.
Today, besides the QT show, she had an extremely important appointment to keep.
Today was the anniversary of her return to the Mu family. Ever since her parents passed away, she and Mu Yanqing had an unspoken agreement to return to their old home on this day every year.
As the car drew closer to home, Mu Yanxi fished out a makeup bag from her purse. She tidied up her slightly disheveled appearance from the wind, looking prim and proper again, even patting on a fresh layer of powder.
She had never been this meticulous even when meeting Yi Wulan.
More than ten years ago, on this day, Mu Yanxi had arrived at the magnificent Mu family home, a place that was like a dream castle to her. As a result, whenever she returned home on this day each year, she would subconsciously want to present her best self.
But this dignified and serious demeanor didn’t last long. The moment she got out of the car, Mu Yanqing, who was already waiting at the main gate, grabbed her by the ear, her expression icy, as if she had long planned to hold her accountable.
For the sake of beauty, why would Mu Yanxi be willing to wear a coat outside? Dressed in just a thin qipao with a shawl that felt like every fiber was letting in the wind, she shivered in the cold.
She threw herself into Mu Yanqing’s arms with a look of deep affection, joy, and emotion, more exaggerated than any crying scene she had ever performed in a school drama. She started to sob, “Elder Sister! Elder Sister, I missed you so much! I almost thought that after I crashed their show today, the people from QT would drag me away, boo hoo hoo.”
Mu Yanqing: …
The bodyguards nearby all turned their backs in unison, but Mu Yanxi had no concept of shame.
She cried while pressing herself against Mu Yanqing for warmth. But no matter how much she snuggled, she found that Mu Yanqing’s cool leather jacket offered no warmth at all. Her fake sobs finally gained a touch of authenticity.
“I wanted to come home so badly this morning, just like when you brought me home… sob, I’m so cold… can we go inside first, please?” Mu Yanxi cried as she pushed Mu Yanqing inside.
“But there was a problem with the endorsement I took, and I was almost branded a traitor by the entire internet. Sob, I’m really freezing to death. I had no choice but to go on stage for them, and I almost couldn’t remember the music score… sob, they even wanted to grab me when I got off stage. Elder Sister, I missed you so much.”
Mu Yanqing: …
She hadn’t seen her for a few days. She had thought the discussions among the Xinyu staff about Mu Yanxi’s acting were exaggerated, but she never expected her little sister’s acting skills had actually improved a bit.
Mu Yanqing led her inside and knocked on the wall. “So wronged, are you? Should I take you to cry in front of Mom and Dad’s photos?”
Mu Yanxi instantly stopped crying, shot up from Mu Yanqing’s body, and covered her own mouth with her paws, acting cute. “I’m not crying anymore.”
Outside, the sky was gradually darkening, and a light rain was falling. Mu Yanqing ignored her and walked straight to the dining room.
At first, the two sisters were pretending to be civilized, clinking their wine glasses. But as Mu Yanqing’s years of motherly nagging increased with the alcohol, Mu Yanxi simply started pouring wine down Mu Yanqing’s throat, trying to shut her up.
But how could someone like Mu Yanxi, who at most drank a glass or two of champagne at banquets, be a match for Mu Yanqing, a veteran of the business world?
After a few glasses, she choked on the wine, suppressing a cough with a muffled grunt, and was suddenly pulled into an embrace.
Mu Yanxi froze for a moment, then dazedly hugged her back after a while.
Compared to Yi Wulan’s mature and steady personality, Mu Yanqing was clearly much more flamboyant. Even the perfume she wore was a scent Mu Yanxi usually liked, not at all like a president.
Mu Yanxi usually loved to tease Mu Yanqing, but now, nestled in her arms, she suddenly felt a wave of relaxation, and her eyes reddened slightly.
Mu Yanqing gently patted Mu Yanxi’s thin clothes, her voice soft. “Back then, when we didn’t realize the conflict between you and Mu Yanche, you must have suffered a lot, right?”
Mu Yanxi shook her head. “No, with so much allowance money, how could I have suffered?”
Mu Yanqing smiled helplessly. “Then who was it that took out all their allowance money when the lawyer was sorting out Mom and Dad’s estate?”
Mu Yanxi said stubbornly, “You guys bought things for me, and I didn’t need to spend money at school.”
In fact, it was from that moment that Mu Yanqing realized that her sister, even after so many years back home, had never felt any sense of belonging.
She saved up all her money, as if she was ready to pay it all back and leave at any moment.
To have spoiled her well-behaved and sensible sister into her current proud and willful state in just a few short years, even Mu Yanqing herself found it a bit incredible, but also, quite fulfilling.
Mu Yanqing teased, “Well, now that you’re married, you don’t need my money, right? How about you calculate how much you’ve spent over the years and give it back to me?”
Mu Yanxi: …
Mu Yanxi’s expression changed instantly. She angrily filled Mu Yanqing’s glass. “You want me to pay you back, right? Perfect. Let’s calculate how much you’ve benefited from the partnership with Rongjia since I got married. One of us is going to be poor today!”
Mu Yanqing: …
When Yi Wulan, holding an umbrella, knocked on the door, the dining table was already a mess. Mu Yanxi and Mu Yanqing were huddled by the table, pulling at each other, doing something unknown.
She remembered Chen Xu’s report about the fashion show today and was worried that Mu Yanqing would hold Mu Yanxi accountable again. She had rushed over right after work, only to be stunned by the scene before her when she got closer.
By the dining table, Mu Yanxi, in her green qipao that made her skin look fair, was gracefully circling Mu Yanqing. She lifted her shawl to cover her face, then with a sudden flick of the fur on the shawl, she spun around and revealed her stunningly beautiful face to Mu Yanqing.
Mu Yanqing was expressionless. If one ignored her slightly unsteady steps, she showed no signs of anything unusual, allowing Mu Yanxi to press her face right up to hers without flinching or looking away.
Yi Wulan recovered from her surprise and walked forward in confusion. “What… are you two doing?”
Mu Yanxi didn’t even look at her. It was only upon getting closer that Yi Wulan noticed two crimson blushes on Mu Yanxi’s face. Her feet seemed to be dancing, and the qipao she wore made her entire figure sway gracefully.
After dancing for a bit, she looked at Mu Yanqing again. When she got no response, she let out a little “awoo” and flicked her shawl again.
Seeing that Mu Yanxi wasn’t answering, Yi Wulan sensed something was wrong and looked at Mu Yanqing. “What’s wrong with her?”
Mu Yanqing reached out to steady Mu Yanxi and said coldly, “Displaying its feathers.”
Yi Wulan: … “What?”
Mu Yanqing sneered, “She’s drunk. She wants to show me how glorious she was on the QT stage today. Isn’t this just a little peacock displaying its feathers?”
Yi Wulan was silent for a moment. Even though she was usually good at hiding her true emotions, seeing Mu Yanxi like this, she couldn’t help but let a smile slip from her lips.
Seeing Yi Wulan had arrived, Mu Yanqing pushed Mu Yanxi into her arms. “They say peacocks display their feathers for courtship. You take care of her. I’m going to my room.”
This was the second time since their marriage that Mu Yanxi had been drunk in front of Yi Wulan.
The last time, this little fox had used her drunkenness to kiss her, only to be too shy to admit it after sobering up. At that time, Yi Wulan had played along with her act.
But now, looking at a seemingly even more drunk and boisterous Mu Yanxi, Yi Wulan felt a headache coming on. “I’ll take you to your room…”
Before she could finish, Mu Yanxi spun around and lunged straight at Yi Wulan. The shawl on her shoulders brushed against Yi Wulan’s neck, sending a tingling sensation through her.
Mu Yanxi crashed right into Yi Wulan’s arms, expertly grabbing her lapels and asking, “Are you Yi… Yi Wulan?”
Yi Wulan nodded.
Mu Yanxi’s eyes sparkled as she urged, “Yi Wulan, I… I’ll show… show you!”
Yi Wulan: …
Mu Yanqing, who hadn’t left yet: …
“Hahahaha!” When Mu Yanxi had been clinging to her, Mu Yanqing had found her clingy sister overwhelming. But now that it was Yi Wulan’s turn, she burst out laughing, her whole body shaking with a sense of schadenfreude. She took out her phone from her pocket, her hand trembling as she suppressed her laughter. “Xiao Xi, come on, display your feathers for Elder Sister again.”
Mu Yanxi’s mind was a complete mess. Hearing the words “display your feathers,” she vaguely understood that they wanted to see her perform, but she hesitated.
Mu Yanqing immediately added, “The magnificently beautiful Teacher Mu, could you show me a little performance?”
It was as if Mu Yanxi’s meridians had been cleared. She immediately said “Mhm,” and raised her hands, about to dance and display her feathers.
Seeing this, Yi Wulan immediately grabbed Mu Yanxi’s hand and held her tightly in her arms, trying to stop this overly embarrassing act.
But the drunk Mu Yanxi couldn’t understand why Yi Wulan was stopping her. She whimpered and tried to push Yi Wulan away, only wanting to perform for the two of them.
This behavior made a vein throb on Yi Wulan’s forehead. She swept her hair back and scooped up the still-dancing Teacher Mu, forcibly carrying her horizontally in her arms.
Mu Yanxi looked at her blankly.
Yi Wulan strode upstairs, saying word by word, “It’s too small here. I’ll, I’ll take you to a different stage to perform.”
Mu Yanxi’s face lit up. She eagerly grabbed Yi Wulan’s lapels, looking at her with eyes full of anticipation, her long, straight legs swinging back and forth.
Mu Yanqing had been planning to watch the show, following Yi Wulan upstairs with her phone camera on. As they went up the stairs, Mu Yanxi’s shawl slipped off. Mu Yanqing, still holding her phone, bent down to pick it up.
But when she looked up again, she saw that the Mu Yanxi in her camera lens had hooked her arm around Yi Wulan’s shoulder and, in an extremely intimate posture, pressed her lips against hers.
Yi Wulan’s steps up the stairs immediately slowed.
Even though Mu Yanqing couldn’t see their faces from the front, she could tell what was happening from the intimate sounds.
Mu Yanqing: …
Mu Yanqing’s smile vanished instantly. She tried hard to remain calm. As Yi Wulan headed towards the bedroom on the second floor, she stopped and, after a thought, headed for the third floor.
Just as she was about to turn and go up, she saw Yi Wulan stumble. The little peacock in her arms seemed unable to wait to display its feathers and jumped down from Yi Wulan’s arms. Their figures overlapped in the dim hallway.
The diamond tassels on Mu Yanxi’s jewelry jingled, and a few large jade stones embellishing them collided, the sound echoing softly down the corridor.
As their figures swayed, the moonlight filtering in from the window fell on Yi Wulan’s shoulder. Her well-defined hands gripped the shoulder of her coat tightly, wrinkling the otherwise immaculate fabric.
The jewelry jingled and chimed.
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