OFCC – Chapter 70

Mu Yanqing watched the clingy little couple for a while, feeling as if her eyes had been polluted.

She began to suspect that the little liar Mu Yanxi had been faking her drunkenness just now. The peacock display was also an act, all for her to see.

But Mu Yanqing had just been drinking with Mu Yanxi and had drunk more than half a bottle of red wine herself. It was still early, and she had to meet someone later, so she slowly walked towards the bedroom on the third floor, planning to rest for a while.

In the hallway, Mu Yanxi was holding Yi Wulan and kissing her haphazardly. It was less of a kiss and more like a small animal snuggling up and licking. The force of her mouth grew lighter and lighter, and soon she couldn’t even keep her arms around Yi Wulan’s neck. Only then did Yi Wulan finally pick her up again.

After being soothed, Mu Yanxi lay on Yi Wulan’s shoulder, panting. She chewed on the collar of Yi Wulan’s clothes, and Yi Wulan didn’t mind, just letting her gnaw on it for fun.

The sound of rain pattered outside the window. As Mu Yanxi chewed, she gradually settled down. By the time Yi Wulan placed her on the bed, Mu Yanxi had already fallen asleep.

Since today was a special day, Mu Yanqing had long since arranged for someone to clean the house. Even the bedding had been changed. Yi Wulan sat by the bed, and in the lamplight, her fingertips gently caressed Mu Yanxi’s face.

The rain outside seemed to grow heavier.

In a haze, Mu Yanxi felt her lips being pried open and a sweet and sour liquid being poured in. Before long, the grogginess in her head seemed to lighten considerably.

At the same time, her power slowly flowed through her limbs, dispelling her fatigue and the discomfort from drinking, and she fell into a deep dream.

The air in Mu Yanxi’s dream was still very humid.

The family villa was much older than it was now, but it was exactly as Mu Yanxi remembered it. Even the living room decor was identical, just as it was the year Mu Yanxi’s parents passed away.

Mu Yanqing and Yi Wulan were on the sofa discussing something, scribbling on a piece of paper. When Mu Yanxi got closer and saw clearly, she understood the timeline of the dream.

She was about to go to Yancheng for school, and Mu Yanqing and Yi Wulan were revising a list of preparations before the start of the semester.

Having entered the dream, Mu Yanxi could clearly feel her dream-self’s sorrow, or rather, the reluctance to part before her departure.

For the next four years, she never returned to Yuncheng.

When Mu Yanqing and Yi Wulan saw her, they waved at her. “Xiao Xi, come quickly. See if there’s anything else I haven’t prepared for you.”

Mu Yanxi took two steps forward and looked up.

In front of Mu Yanqing was a long shopping list, obviously intended to be sent to her in Yancheng.

The river of time had carried away the once-youthful Mu Yanqing and Yi Wulan, but no matter the time period, they would still show their gentlest side when facing Mu Yanxi.

The warm sunlight enveloped the two of them, giving Mu Yanxi the illusion of having truly returned to the past. At that time, she hadn’t fully grown up, and the world of the book had not yet tampered with her memories.

It was one of the few warm moments of her youth.

Mu Yanxi followed her dream-self forward. The two elder sisters in front of her seemed to have planned it, simultaneously raising their hands and pulling her onto the sofa from the left and right.

Mu Yanxi was about to enjoy the warm moment, but her dream-self didn’t cherish this atmosphere at all. Her eyes were fixed on the decanter in front of her. She licked her lips and asked, “Elder Sister, are we drinking tonight?”

“It’s your farewell, a little wine to liven things up,” Mu Yanqing said softly. “But this is between me and your Elder Sister Yi. You shouldn’t drink.”

Mu Yanxi took off her bag, tossed it behind the sofa, and raised an eyebrow slightly. “I can drink too.”

Mu Yanqing couldn’t help but smile, her eyes curving. She reached out and pinched Mu Yanxi’s cheek. “Then you can try later.”

The scene changed. Night fell, and the dining table was set with a sumptuous dinner. Halfway through, Mu Yanqing could no longer pretend to be a gentle older sister. She deliberately offered ‘kind’ advice, her tone dripping with provocation:

“Hey, hey, Xiao Xi, if Yi Wulan really becomes the president of Rongjia, Rongjia isn’t like our Xinyu, which only deals with money. It has many industries. What if she gets seduced by someone when you go to Yancheng?”

Mu Yanxi stared at her sister in disbelief. Her personality at the time was already gradually developing into what it would be a few years later. She immediately cursed, “Mu Yanqing! Shut up! Yi Wulan, Yi Wulan, aren’t you going to say anything?”

Mu Yanqing’s gaze also fell on Yi Wulan, who had been quiet all along, as if wanting to see her reaction.

Yi Wulan nonchalantly drained the wine in her glass, turning a deaf ear.

Mu Yanqing poured Yi Wulan another half glass and said casually, “Oh dear, your Elder Sister Yi seems to have had too much to drink. I’m afraid she can’t help you get revenge.”

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanxi said anxiously, “Ah, she won’t go crazy when she’s drunk, will she? I was planning to chat with her later and say goodbye. How could you do this, Mu Yanqing!”

She was so anxious she didn’t even want to call her ‘Elder Sister’.

Hearing this, Yi Wulan looked over, her brow slightly furrowed, looking no different from usual.

But the empty wine glass in front of her seemed to be quietly waiting for Mu Yanqing to pour her more wine.

Mu Yanqing put down the decanter, no longer letting the red wine poison Yi Wulan’s precious brain.

Yi Wulan waited patiently for a moment, leaving enough time for the wine to be poured. Then, she reached out, picked up the empty glass, and very seriously, drank it all in one gulp.

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanqing tried hard to suppress her laughter.

Mu Yanxi had a terrible headache. Just as she was about to stop Yi Wulan, a hand grabbed her shoulder and forcibly pushed her back down.

Mu Yanxi was furious and shamelessly tried to get Mu Yanqing drunk.

But it wasn’t long before she was lying on the table like a little fox, mumbling incoherently, “Elder Sister, is Yanjing University super strict? What if I can’t graduate?”

Before Mu Yanqing could speak, Yi Wulan, who had already drunk several glasses of pomegranate juice poured by Mu Yanxi, slammed her half-full glass of pomegranate juice on the table and said imposingly, “Then we’ll change schools.”

Mu Yanxi’s already muddled brain became even more confused. She slumped onto Yi Wulan’s shoulder and mumbled, “Elder Sister Yi, you said it. If I can’t graduate, you have to transfer me.”

The housekeeper finally finished making the sobering-up soup. After cooling it in ice, one sweet and sour bowl down, Yi Wulan, who wasn’t very drunk to begin with, sobered up quite a bit after a short while, her eyes gradually clearing.

Just then, the phone rang. She glanced at Mu Yanxi, who was whimpering and burrowing into Mu Yanqing’s arms, and walked out of the dining room.

Mu Yanqing thoughtfully watched Yi Wulan’s departing back, then suddenly pinched the drunken fox in her arms. “Xiao Xi?”

“What is it?” Mu Yanxi mumbled, poking her head out from Mu Yanqing’s embrace and slumping listlessly on her shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

Mu Yanqing tidied her messy hair and said faintly, “Hurry up and drink some sobering-up soup. If you stay drunk any longer, all your secrets will be exposed.”

Mu Yanxi’s eyes were unfocused. “Secrets? Which ones are you talking about?”

Mu Yanqing reminded her, “…You’ve all but carved ‘I don’t want to go to school, I want to stick to Yi Wulan’ on your face.”

“I have not,” Mu Yanxi slurred. When she was drunk, she was in a completely different state from Yi Wulan.

Yi Wulan was so calm that no one could tell anything was amiss, while Mu Yanxi would amplify her inner emotions and wear them on her face.

Although Mu Yanxi said that, she still obediently drank the sobering-up soup.

It was half an hour later when Yi Wulan returned. In the dream, Mu Yanxi was unusually unrestrained and floated out with Yi Wulan.

On the other end of the line, Gu Yan was reporting to Yi Wulan about the problems with Rongjia’s accounts. The second and third branches of the Yi family, seeing that they couldn’t get Rongjia, wanted to take the opportunity to carve out the largest possible share of the profits.

Mu Yanxi listened to Yi Wulan making decisions with a clear head, feeling a little dazed.

When she entered the dining room, Yi Wulan had already adjusted her mood, but the dream-Mu Yanxi was still a bit groggy.

But the moment she saw Yi Wulan, she stretched out her hands. She strode over to Mu Yanxi, grabbed her wrist, and started to leave.

Mu Yanqing grabbed Mu Yanxi’s other hand and smiled. “Is there trouble in your Yi family again?”

Yi Wulan didn’t deny it, only saying, “I will handle it.”

Mu Yanxi’s head was still spinning. Being pulled back and forth by the two of them made her even dizzier. She randomly chose a direction and threw herself forward. “Stop pulling.”

She happened to fall onto Yi Wulan.

This directly angered Mu Yanqing into leaving.

Mu Yanxi stumbled as Yi Wulan pulled her upstairs, whimpering, “Elder Sister, good Elder Sister, I… I’m going to be sick…”

Yi Wulan stopped her hurried steps, closed her eyes slightly, and let Mu Yanxi recover for a while. Later, seeing Mu Yanxi trembling with every step she took up the stairs, she grimly picked her up and carried her towards Mu Yanxi’s room.

After being picked up, Mu Yanxi quieted down and stopped muttering. She just held on tightly to the shoulder strap of Yi Wulan’s dress, her hand accidentally undoing a bow on it.

Yi Wulan pursed her lips and placed Mu Yanxi on the bed. Once on the bed, Mu Yanxi lay quietly on the pillow, her face flushed red from the alcohol. The corners of her fox-like eyes looked as if they had been specially made up, gorgeous and stunning.

Mu Yanxi watched as the dream-Yi Wulan gently caressed her face, her touch slowly tracing from her eyes to her lips, then lingering behind her ear. Just as she was about to move lower, her dream-self grabbed Yi Wulan’s hand, rubbed her face against Yi Wulan’s palm, and called out vaguely, “Elder Sister…”

Even the dreaming Mu Yanxi couldn’t bear to watch anymore. If she could feel temperature, her face would surely be flushed and burning hot right now.

Time in the dream passed quickly. When the clock hand turned to ten, Yi Wulan, who was sitting by the bed, finally decided to leave. But as soon as she moved, Mu Yanxi, as if protecting her food, hugged her hand even tighter.

Mu Yanxi was sleeping groggily and slowly woke up. “Huh? Is it morning?”

“Not yet.” Yi Wulan pulled her hand out. “Go back to sleep. You have to catch a flight at noon tomorrow.”

Before her dream-self could respond, the dreaming Mu Yanxi was suddenly stunned.

If she remembered correctly, when she went to Yancheng for school that year, it was Mu Yanqing who had arranged a private plane for her at the last minute, seemingly because she had overslept.

But some things were fine if you didn’t scrutinize them. Once you did, they were extremely unreasonable.

She remembered that when she boarded the private plane, the sky had already darkened. No matter how much she overslept, it couldn’t be… for a whole day, right?

But soon, the Mu Yanxi in the dream gave her the answer.

Although the typhoon had passed, a light rain was still falling outside. The air conditioner hummed softly indoors. Mu Yanxi moved her head, whimpering and clinging to Yi Wulan, refusing to let go. “Elder Sister Yi, Elder Sister Yi…”

Yi Wulan touched her forehead and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Mm, I’m here.”

“Elder Sister Yi… Yi… Wulan.” The features of the adolescent girl still carried a trace of immaturity. With black hair and red lips, her sweet, alcohol-laced voice flowed from her mouth. When she smiled, it was as if she lit up the entire night.

“Yi Wulan… Yi Wulan…” Mu Yanxi called Yi Wulan’s name again and again, the end of each syllable rising softly, as if filled with infinite tenderness.

“Elder Sister Yi… please stay with me.” Mu Yanxi, long past the effects of the alcohol, still had a tipsy look, appearing lazy and exceptionally clingy. She even took advantage of Yi Wulan’s inattention to suddenly hook her arms around the other’s neck, pulling her completely into the bed.

They had both been drinking, and even the heat of their breaths carried a hint of intoxication.

Yi Wulan looked at her against the light, her voice faint, yet tinged with a sense of helplessness. “How old are you now?”

Mu Yanxi tilted her head up slightly and slowly moved closer to Yi Wulan’s ear. “When I go to school in Yancheng, if you want a car, remember to contact me on Weibo. You absolutely must not forget me.”

Yi Wulan was taken aback. She pursed her lips and asked, “What if you ignore me?”

“One, Three, One, Four,” Mu Yanxi murmured in her ear. “Remember this, it’s very important. You can’t forget it, okay?”

Mu Yanxi tilted her head up slightly, slowly moved closer to Yi Wulan’s ear, and used the alcohol as an excuse to be unruly. “But I just want you to stay with me. Ah, I’m afraid of thunder. When it thunders, I can’t sleep well. If I don’t sleep well, I can’t take the plane tomorrow. If I can’t take the plane, I can’t register for school and will have to take a leave of absence.”

Yi Wulan was taken aback and remained silent.

“Stay with me,” Mu Yanxi murmured in her ear. “Could it be that you’re really like my sister said, that you’ll go find other little friends after I leave?”

Yi Wulan: …

“There will be no one else.” Yi Wulan paused, promising just as she had at Mu Yanxi’s parents’ funeral, “As long as you need me, I will be with you.”

Mu Yanxi was satisfied, smiling and nuzzling in Yi Wulan’s arms.

But for some reason, as Mu Yanxi smiled, she started to cry. She was said to be drunk, but she was also clear-headed, feeling an inexplicable fear about their separation the next day.

It was as if after they parted tomorrow, the two of them would become strangers.

But the dreaming Mu Yanxi knew that in her past life, they had indeed gone their separate ways from then on. For the next four years, she never returned to Yuncheng.

Yi Wulan truly hadn’t forgotten her, because—the one who forgot their experiences was her.

Suddenly, Yi Wulan’s hand cupped the back of her neck, guiding her head to gently press her lips down.

The dream-Mu Yanxi was stunned for a moment. By the time she came back to her senses, a peculiar tingling sensation was spreading across the bead of her lip, as if carrying an electric current that rushed into her heart, through her limbs, and instantly swept through her entire brain.

Mu Yanxi had no idea how to react, and her dream-self didn’t even know where to put her hands, subconsciously grabbing the collar of Yi Wulan’s clothes.

Startled, Mu Yanxi instinctively fell backward. The fluffy quilt compressed beneath her. She saw Yi Wulan’s clear peach-blossom eyes deepen, tinged with the aftereffects of the alcohol that were gradually surfacing. She felt as if she was about to be sucked into Yi Wulan’s eyes.

Mu Yanxi slowly reached out her hand and whispered softly, “Elder Sister Yi.”

This call seemed to finally flip a switch, making Yi Wulan’s breathing more and more rapid. She gripped Mu Yanxi’s shoulders, barely controlling her impulse. “Yanxi.”

But Mu Yanxi called out again and again, her low voice growing softer, brushing past Yi Wulan’s ear, her body pressing close and rubbing against her again and again.

With the reluctance of an impending departure, it was about to erupt.

A young girl’s first taste of love, sleepless and tireless.

After feeding Mu Yanxi something to sober her up and seeing that she had finally settled down, Yi Wulan planned to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Although it was already dark outside, she had just gotten off work when she came to the Mu family home. After taking care of Mu Yanxi, it was actually still quite early.

But just as she walked out of the bedroom, a set of footsteps came from the top of the stairs. The owner of the footsteps had clearly heard the noise and stopped.

She looked up and saw Mu Yanqing, who had just showered and was wearing a nightgown, leaning against the stairwell with her arms crossed, looking at her indifferently.

Yi Wulan’s expression didn’t change. She gently closed the door and walked over. “What is it?”

Mu Yanqing looked Yi Wulan up and down, her gaze falling on Yi Wulan’s disheveled collar. Thinking of what had happened in the past, she was concise: “Last words.”

Yi Wulan: …

Yi Wulan was now certain that Mu Yanqing was remembering the events of five or six years ago again. It was probably not just because of that night, but also because of the subsequent years when she and Mu Yanxi had seemingly pretended to be strangers. She was waiting here to settle the score with her.

But now that she and Mu Yanxi were married, even if they had really done something just now, it was perfectly reasonable. She replied coldly, “You were the one who got her drunk first today.”

She directly shifted all the blame to Mu Yanqing.

Mu Yanqing nodded. “I still haven’t settled the score with you for what happened back then. So, are these all of your last words?”

Yi Wulan couldn’t be bothered to reply and walked right past Mu Yanqing down the stairs. In the kitchen, she made herself a bowl of noodles as if she were the owner of the house.

Mu Yanqing watched from the side for a while, probably unable to keep up the parental act any longer. She even took half of the noodles from Yi Wulan, her shamelessness a perfect match for her sister Mu Yanxi, as if they were cast from the same mold.

Yi Wulan looked at Mu Yanqing with a complicated expression. After a long moment, she finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: “Have you really not considered finding a partner for yourself?”

Mu Yanqing: …

Where was her knife?

After putting the bowl and chopsticks in the dishwasher, Yi Wulan went upstairs. But when she entered the bedroom, she found that Mu Yanxi, who had been lying obediently on the side of the bed by the window with her limbs stretched out, was now curled up in the middle of the bed, her pale ankles exposed outside the bed.

Her toes were pointed tightly, secretly trying to burrow into the quilt.

It seemed… she had just woken up and didn’t have time to lie back down because she had returned too early.

Yi Wulan: …

Yi Wulan’s brow tightened. She walked quickly to the bedside, bent down, and grabbed Mu Yanxi’s foot, which was desperately trying to retract into the quilt.

Mu Yanxi was startled and trembled all over. Even her ankle flinched violently. The jewelry she hadn’t yet taken off clinked together, sounding particularly pleasant in the quiet bedroom.

Yi Wulan chuckled softly, let go of her hand, and went to turn on the bedside lamp.

Seeing this, Mu Yanxi immediately fumbled to pull the white quilt over herself. But in her haste, she only managed to wrap herself up, forgetting her flushed cheeks and ears that were red enough to bleed.

Her hair also seemed to deliberately refuse to cooperate, scattering all over the bed, not providing any cover for her at all.

Mu Yanxi had just woken up and was still a little drowsy. Listening to the patter of rain outside the window, it was as if she was being dragged back into the dream she just had. The sound of the rain gradually turned into an ambiguous, sticky, wet sound, making her face flush even more.

But when she pulled the quilt, sleeping on the same bed as in the dream, it made her even more flustered, as if she had just experienced it.

No matter how vivid Mu Yanxi’s imagination was, she had never thought that Yi Wulan, this high-and-mighty flower who looked as pure as ice and jade, would have had relations with her.

Although she was already an adult at the time, and the two were engaged and had feelings for each other.

But… but how old was she back then?

Mu Yanxi couldn’t connect the block of wood who seemed to know nothing on a daily basis with the big-tailed wolf from her dream.

But when she superimposed those images in her mind onto the Yi Wulan in front of her, she couldn’t help but feel absurdly that it was indeed the case.

Mu Yanxi usually teased and pestered Yi Wulan in a thousand ways, but every time they were about to really do something, she would always be completely suppressed by Yi Wulan.

She hadn’t thought there was anything wrong with that before.

Thinking about it now, how could Yi Wulan not know what to do? She had clearly used the younger Mu Yanxi as a test subject and practiced who knows how many times.

For someone like her with no memory to encounter Yi Wulan, wasn’t she just letting her do whatever she wanted?

Sob.

Even though Mu Yanxi thought she had mentally prepared herself, when the light was turned on and she saw Yi Wulan again, she couldn’t even make simple eye contact. Coupled with her embarrassing “peacock fanning its tail” experience from when she was drunk before bed, Mu Yanxi was dying of shame and indignation.

Seeing her like this, Yi Wulan sat down beside her and asked faintly, “You’re awake? Do you still remember what happened earlier?”

This voice was exactly the same as the tone Yi Wulan used in the dream when she said, ‘Let me teach you something else.’ But it was this serious and proper face that had made her live and die and miss her flight.

Mu Yanxi, who had lived for nearly twenty-four years, understood for the first time what it felt like to be so ashamed you wanted to cry. She desperately curled up, trying to hide under the quilt. But the quilt was already crumpled into a ball by her. Just as she buried her upper body, her ankles felt a chill.

Mu Yanxi was at her wit’s end. She randomly curled herself into a ball, buried her face in the pillow, and a whimper of surrender escaped her lips. She wished she could just faint.

Her usual thick skin was useless at this moment. Her cheeks grew hotter and hotter under Yi Wulan’s gaze, as if she could start steaming at any moment.

To make matters worse, Yi Wulan leaned over to test her forehead. The cool fingertips touched her burning skin, causing Mu Yanxi’s head to tremble.

Yi Wulan frowned. “Did the sobering-up soup not work? Why are you getting hotter?”

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanxi finally flew into a rage out of humiliation, slapped Yi Wulan’s hand away, and sat up straight in bed, mercilessly throwing the quilt over Yi Wulan. “You shut up!”

The winter quilt was thick and heavy. How could Mu Yanxi really lift the whole thing with a casual toss?

Yi Wulan shifted slightly to the side, and the quilt didn’t even touch the corner of her clothes.

Mu Yanxi puffed out her cheeks and warned Yi Wulan, “You are to immediately forget what happened when I was drunk tonight, and you are never to mention it again!”

After speaking, she didn’t forget to glare at Yi Wulan, although that watery-eyed glance had no deterrent effect whatsoever.

Yi Wulan chuckled and nodded.

Seeing Yi Wulan agree, Mu Yanxi finally breathed a sigh of relief. She cleared her throat, straightened the qipao with several buttons undone, tidied up the beautiful pearl tassels, and once again transformed back into the vain little peacock.

It wasn’t until Mu Yanxi stood up that Yi Wulan realized something was wrong and reached out to grab her. “What are you doing?”

Mu Yanxi put on her shoes, tilted her head and raised an eyebrow, sweet words flowing effortlessly, “You’ve finally come to my house. Of course, I have to entertain you properly. I’m going to get something for you.”

Yi Wulan sensed the slyness in Mu Yanxi’s cheerful tone and could tell that this person, having just sobered up, was probably about to stir up some trouble again. She immediately refused, “I don’t need anything.”

Mu Yanxi didn’t say anything, just stood there and looked at Yi Wulan nonchalantly, with a very hospitable expression. “That won’t do. It would make it seem like the Mu family treated you poorly.”

Yi Wulan held onto her. “Tell me the truth.”

“It is the truth.” Mu Yanxi was displeased. “Why are you so controlling? You control me normally, and you even control me when I’m back at my own home.”

In fact, there was one more thing Mu Yanxi wanted to say most: Even in bed in the dream, you had to control the rhythm of our passion.

Yi Wulan was silent for a moment, then asked, “You want to go see him?”

Mu Yanxi was taken aback, then immediately reacted, playing dumb and retorting, “What ‘her’ or ‘him’?”

Yi Wulan looked at her coldly. “Today, Gu Yan told me that when you were first attacked online, it was Mu Yanche’s team that deliberately diverted the netizens’ attention to you. After so many years, his hostility towards you clearly still exists.”

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanxi forced a laugh. “What deep-seated hatred could there be between us? We’re family, after all. Since he made a special trip home, I should at least go see him, right?”

Seeing her slightly guilty look, Yi Wulan’s fingers gently brushed over her half-dry eyelashes. She said helplessly, “You really want to go?”

Mu Yanxi raised an eyebrow. “He really came?”

Yi Wulan nodded. “I heard a car when I was coming upstairs. If you don’t have any other guests, it should be him.”

Mu Yanqing rarely drank with Mu Yanxi, let alone got her drunk. Her sister’s actions were clearly meant to let her get a good night’s sleep, so she wouldn’t see anyone and have her mood ruined.

But her sister didn’t know that her power could heal her physical injuries, and naturally, it could also soothe the fatigue after drinking. That was why Mu Yanxi had allowed herself to drink so much just now.

It was just that what happened after she got drunk… really made her regret it a little.

Originally, Mu Yanxi wasn’t sure if Mu Yanche would come; it was just her own speculation.

After all, Mu Yanche’s return to the country was undoubtedly influenced by the plot, forced by his System to return and correct the storyline. But the protagonist, Yi Jingming, couldn’t be rescued just by wishing it, and she and Yi Wulan were clearly not as easy to deal with as in the novel.

If Mu Yanche wanted to continue receiving the System’s support, he had to take the second path—obtaining more Likability Points.

In recent years, several artists who had returned to the country after their groups in T-Country disbanded were not as famous as Mu Yanche there, but they were still welcomed by domestic fans upon their return.

But the news of Mu Yanche’s return today was completely overshadowed by her. Mu Yanxi guessed that Mu Yanche would find another way, but she didn’t expect her guess to be right.

Moreover, on this special day, there was no reason for Mu Yanche to forget, yet he still insisted on visiting Mu Yanqing on this very day. It seemed that the plot, which she had messed up so badly after her rebirth, had not taught Mu Yanche a lesson.

After so many years, even if Mu Yanche’s appearance was packaged to be glamorous, his essence was still the same as before.

As for the other reason she had to come back today, it was because she wanted to confirm the relationship between her power and Mu Yanche’s System.

She had had a vague guess these past few days, but she still couldn’t be completely sure.

“Elder Sister.” Mu Yanxi used her old trick again, limply hooking her arm around Yi Wulan’s shoulder and starting to call her ‘Elder Sister’ when she needed something. “Don’t treat me like some kind of time bomb, okay? I’m just going to take a look, I won’t get into a conflict with him.”

Yi Wulan looked at Mu Yanxi suspiciously, still not agreeing.

Mu Yanxi immediately wilted.

Her arm slid off Yi Wulan’s body, and she sat back on the bed, changing her tune completely and starting to scroll through Weibo obediently.

But her being so quiet made Yi Wulan feel a bit uncomfortable. She walked over and asked, “What bad idea are you plotting now?”

Mu Yanxi shook her head, flicking Yi Wulan’s hand away, and said with a grin, “Elder Sister, how can you say that and doubt me? I’m such a pure and kind little girl, where would I get any bad ideas?”

After speaking, she even blinked her eyes, feigning innocence.

Yi Wulan: …

Seeing her lively little expression, Yi Wulan sighed silently and ruffled the top of Mu Yanxi’s hair a couple of times.

Mu Yanxi was still pretending to be obediently scrolling through Weibo. It wasn’t until she saw the comments from netizens on Weibo that the fake smile on her face gained some authenticity, and she couldn’t help but hum a little tune.

Yi Wulan finally spoke. “Go on.”

Mu Yanxi immediately shot up, but her hand was immediately grabbed.

Mu Yanxi was stunned. “You… you’re going too?”

Yi Wulan gave her a look that said, of course.

Mu Yanxi immediately pounced and grabbed Yi Wulan. “You’re not allowed to go!”

Yi Wulan looked back at her.

Mu Yanxi pursed her lips. “You… you were almost engaged to Mu Yanche back then. Are you thinking of reminiscing with him and rekindling old feelings?”

Of course, this wasn’t what Mu Yanxi was truly worried about.

It was just that Yi Wulan, the major villain of the book, was supposed to still have crippled legs and only two years left to live according to the plotline. But now, thanks to the power, her face showed no signs of a seriously ill person, which was clearly contrary to Mu Yanche’s System.

“I won’t.” Yi Wulan pulled her along without stopping.

“Hey! Hey, wait a minute.” Mu Yanxi still wanted to pull her back, but Yi Wulan didn’t stop until they had walked out of the bedroom. She had no choice but to compromise, instructing, “Fine, but you have to listen to me later.”

Yi Wulan guessed that Mu Yanxi was up to her old tricks again, but this time she didn’t expose her, wanting to see what Mu Yanxi was really up to.

But Yi Wulan, who prided herself on having experienced all sorts of the little ancestor’s sneaky dealings, never expected that the little ancestor would actually drag her along to be a thief.

In the corridor outside the third-floor study, Mu Yanxi was like a little fox, silently pulling Yi Wulan along the corridor. Before they came, she had even specially made Yi Wulan change out of her noisy heeled shoes.

Yi Wulan was about to go straight to knock on the study door.

Mu Yanxi hurriedly grabbed her hand and raised an eyebrow in reminder. “We’re not knocking.”

Seeing her expression, Yi Wulan’s bad premonition grew stronger. “You… you’re still on that bad idea?”

Mu Yanxi tilted her head. “Hee.”

Then Yi Wulan watched with wide eyes as Mu Yanxi pulled her along a familiar path towards the third-floor master bedroom, expertly finding her way inside.

“This is?”

“My parents’ room,” Mu Yanxi answered casually. “Don’t worry, it’s not the room Mu Yanche used to live in.”

The room Mu Yanche had lived in was initially preserved. Later… well, she had specially borrowed and bought a few huskies from a pet store, kept them in Mu Yanche’s room for two months, and then returned the dogs.

Yi Wulan breathed a small sigh of relief, but before she could fully relax, she saw Mu Yanxi push open a hidden door with incredible ease.

Yi Wulan: …

Yi Wulan was utterly amazed.

Yi Wulan had always done things openly and honorably, even trying to resolve business matters head-on as much as possible. Although she didn’t disapprove of Mu Yanxi’s little schemes, she was shocked every time by Mu Yanxi’s boldness and thick skin.

The sound of conversation immediately came from inside the hidden door:

“Hey, Elder Sister, is Mu Yanxi not here? If I remember correctly, she came home on this day more than ten years ago. The family used to celebrate on this day every year. Why not this year?”

“She’s never been a good drinker. She drank too much and has already gone to sleep. If you came here specifically to talk to me, just say it. Don’t get any ideas about her.”

It was obvious what was on the other side of the hidden door.

Mu Yanxi thought about Yi Wulan’s usual way of doing things and felt a bit bad for making Yi Wulan sneak around with her. So, before entering, she reminded her softly, “I’m not going to see Mu Yanche, just listen to what they’re saying. You don’t have to worry about me.”

It had the air of ‘I’ve already reached my destination, you can go back now,’ a gesture of shooing her away.

Yi Wulan: …

Yi Wulan pursed her lips and stepped inside first.

Inside, a tall bookshelf blocked the view, so the people inside couldn’t see them at all. Mu Yanxi moved through the darkness with familiarity.

Yi Wulan was puzzled and asked in a whisper, “What else are you looking for?”

Hearing this thief-like voice, Mu Yanxi almost couldn’t hold back her laughter, feeling a sense of accomplishment as if she had really corrupted a good student.

After a few steps, Mu Yanxi finally pulled Yi Wulan to a corner, where there was indeed a single armchair.

Mu Yanxi pulled her down and sat grandly, half-nestled in Yi Wulan’s arms. She didn’t look like a thief, but rather like she had brought a beauty to watch a performance.

In the dim light, Mu Yanxi pressed her entire body against Yi Wulan. While listening to the conversation in the next room, she played with Yi Wulan’s long hair and even took the opportunity to pretend to accidentally undo two of Yi Wulan’s buttons.

Yi Wulan finally couldn’t take it anymore, grabbing Mu Yanxi’s wrist and saying coldly, “What are you…”

Mu Yanxi clamped a hand over Yi Wulan’s lips. Her sly fox-like eyes, aided by the moonlight, switched in a second to a look of deep affection. She mouthed silently:

“I have admired Elder Sister Yi for many years, my longing has made me sick.”

Yi Wulan: …

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