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Chapter 107 - Chapter 107 Do I Need to Sit Up and Hold You?

Xin Yu nestled beside Mu Yichuan, barely daring to breathe, afraid of touching his wound.

"I...let me get down, I'll talk to you sitting down, okay?" she pleaded, though she still craved his warmth, but things were different now!

"Behave yourself." Mu Yichuan held the girl tightly in his arms, having not touched her for days, he felt her softness with one hand.

"Hey, stop it, be careful your shoulder blade hurts." She reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, preventing him from pulling harder.

"Why were you crying just now?" he asked softly, his voice tinged with the cool of midnight.

Xin Yu's arms stiffened, she buried her head slightly in the crook of Mu Yichuan's neck, thinking about the events of the day—how thrilling, how bizarre!

She desperately wanted to tell him, to ask him for help, but he was injured!

Besides, the enemy was in the shadows, she was in the open.

How could he help her! "Today… just now, Mu Yi'ai took Nan Yu to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and they got married." Xin Yu subtly changed the subject.

However, she received no response from Mu Yichuan.

"Nan Yu and Commander Nan are very angry. Do you think they'll clash with your family?" She had heard Nan Yu say he wanted to wipe out the Mu family.

"Then let them clash."

Xin Yu looked up at Mu Yichuan's relaxed jaw. His family was so magnanimous; why did they all react like this?

He also tilted his head, looking at Xin Yu. The little girl's eyes were still so clear, making one want to possess them.

Today, he had kept the old man at home for a long time, wanting them to meet, but she ran away.

Not only did she go out, but she came back so late.

What's even more infuriating is that she didn't tell him the truth!

Did she think he was a pushover?! "Are you tired?" Xin Yu couldn't help but stroke his dark eyes, asking softly, "Why don't you rest? Let me get down, I promise I won't leave."

"I just want to hold you," he said, sounding almost childish.

Xin Yu pursed her lips, ceasing her movements. "By the way, there's something I need to ask."

This question had been bothering her for far too long. She'd wanted to ask before, but never had the chance.

"Hmm." He'd given her another chance.

"Just now, Nan Yu brought up what happened three years ago, and seemed quite angry. He accused Mu Yi'ai—"

"You want to talk about that?" Mu Yichuan interrupted her impatiently. Why was she so nosy!

The key was that she was still thinking about Mu Yi'ai!

"Oh, I want to know if what happened three years ago was really because of Mu Yi'ai's racing?" It seemed Grandma Qiu Zhi had said the same thing.

"..." Mu Yichuan adopted a policy of ignoring her, offering no response.

Xin Yu pouted, wondering what she had done to offend him again. Was it because of the two people on that tombstone? "Alright, let's not ask anymore, let's change the subject."

"Mu Yichuan, I... I forgot what the murderer looked like." This was also troubling her. She clearly remembered the scene, but she just couldn't recall the person's features. "I don't know what happened."

"It's alright." He tightened his grip, knowing Xin Yu had been terrified that day. Qiu Zhi had explained her condition; the trauma from the specific scene had caused memory loss.

"I'm sorry." She had not only hurt him but also couldn't help him at all.

"Don't talk nonsense." Mu Yichuan kissed Xin Yu's forehead gently. This was his negligence; he hadn't expected her to be so ruthless.

Knowing he was comforting her, Xin Yu felt even more uneasy. "Mu Yichuan, a long time ago, the first time I went to the Mu family's old house, a black car was following me."

"Hmm?" He quickly became alert. "Why haven't you mentioned it?"

This…

She hadn't taken it seriously at the time, and she had been arguing with him, so she hadn't intended to tell him.

"It's alright, it's not too late to tell me now." Mu Yichuan spoke firmly; he would absolutely not let anyone hurt Xin Yu!

"And—"

"And?!" He interrupted coldly, his voice carrying an air of authority. "How many things have you been hiding from me?"

"I haven't!" Xin Yu rolled over and lay down beside him, looking at him with a wronged expression. "I just didn't take it seriously before, but it all came together after this."

"Tell me."

"The two times I went to Beishi, I saw someone wearing a mask," Xin Yu described it briefly, "I'm not sure if it's related to the person who hurt you, but the mask seemed very mysterious."

"A man wearing it?"

"Yes." Xin Yu recalled, and couldn't help but get goosebumps again.

Mu Yichuan glanced down at her, reached out and lifted Xin Yu up slightly, then looked up and bit her lip.

This guy…!

"Hiring."

Huh?

Xin Yu was taken aback by his assessment, but then suddenly remembered Mr. Da's inexplicable confession. Is there something wrong with her luck lately?

Is it really as Mu Yichuan said, that she always attracts people she shouldn't?!

"I don't want to either," she sighed. Her favorite thing was to curl up in a corner and quietly paint, but those days seemed gone forever.

"Don't want to?" Mu Yichuan raised his voice slightly. "If you don't want to, I'll give you a chance. Not only can you avoid these things, but you can also win the bet."

The bet?

Xin Yu had long forgotten about it, because she had already made up her mind.

"Move to the Mu family's old house."

"What!" Xin Yu looked at Mu Yichuan in shock. He made such a request!

"What? You don't want to?" He raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you want to win before?"

She didn't know whether to shake her head or nod, so she could only look around for an excuse, "You seemed to say before that the time wasn't right."

"Now it is." He spoke slowly, his voice deep and magnetic.

But Xin Yu only felt irony. His time had come, but hers had.

She'd been warned that morning to stay away from Mu Yichuan and not to see Old Master Mu!

Thinking this, Xin Yu's back stiffened, and her heart pounded uncontrollably. Oh no, she seemed to have been here for quite a while.

In the eyes of bad people, this was probably already a violation!

Would Cheng Yuan's photos be released to the public?!

"Mu Yichuan, you should rest now." She needed to leave quickly after he fell asleep.

He remained silent, his thin lips pressed into a cold line, noticing her sudden anxiety.

Why couldn't she trust him?!

Xin Yu's pupils dilated slightly; she instinctively felt he was angry. Her small hand unconsciously gripped his right arm. "Are you feeling unwell?"

She made a move to get down, but he bit her hard, a completely different bite from the gentle nibbling before.

With a punitive force…

"Ugh, it hurts." She blinked her dark eyes, pouting her swollen lips, and said pitifully, "I…I'll think about it."

"Say it all." He commanded, his pupils sharp as black diamonds.

"I'll consider moving to the Mu family's old house, when…" Xin Yu sighed inwardly; surviving in such a precarious situation was unbearable, "when your injuries have healed."

"I'm healed." He sat up abruptly.

Xin Yu was terrified, almost spitting out blood.

"Mu Yichuan! Are you crazy!" She stumbled off the bed, frantically trying to support him, but dared not exert any force. "Please, lie down."

They say it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, how could he not care!

"You have to keep your word, Ayu." He spoke with utmost seriousness, his dark eyes captivating, completely unlike someone who was injured.

"I...I keep my word!" Xin Yu pleaded. "Please, lie down."

Mu Yichuan lay down, raising an eyebrow slightly, a clear smile playing on his lips. This little girl was worried sick!

"Lie down next to me." Seeing her hesitation, he added, "Do you need me to sit up and hold you?"

Upon hearing this, Xin Yu immediately lay obediently beside him.

She had originally planned to get up after Mu Yichuan fell asleep, but she fell asleep almost immediately.

He laboriously raised his left hand and stroked her bangs, his dark eyes softening.

Gazing at the person in his arms for a long time, he snapped his fingers, and Mu Feng pushed open the door and entered.

"Connect to Commander Nan." He then took the phone, turning his head to say, "Commander Nan, don't forget what happened this evening. Help me block all media channels; don't let any photos get out..."

He couldn't let Xin Yu have any psychological burden! "No problem," Nan Juechen agreed. "But what about your Eighth Miss's matter?"

"Whatever." Mu Yichuan didn't care about Mu Yi'ai's affairs; his mind was only on the person in his arms.

"Mu Feng!" After hanging up the phone, he hesitated for a moment, then said, "Please have the old man come over first thing tomorrow morning. If he says he'll come in the afternoon, tell him my injuries have worsened."

Mu Feng's lips twitched. His Ninth Master was becoming more and more different!

Better?

Look at how protective he was of her; he didn't look like a patient at all!

If the old man knew, he'd be furious!

But aloud, he could only respectfully agree.

After giving the instructions, Mu Yichuan draped the blanket over Xin Yu, closed his eyes tightly, and drifted off to sleep with her.

Ring ring.

A crisp sound startled Xin Yu awake. She sat up abruptly!

Oh my god! She had actually fallen asleep in Mu Yichuan's arms!

Jumping out of bed in a flurry, ignoring the man's murderous glare, she rushed out of the ward, found an empty room at random, and turned on her phone.

Phew…

She breathed a sigh of relief, slumped against the window, thankfully there was no nude photo scandal trending on major websites.

She hadn't received any messages or calls from malicious people.

But what should she do next?

Xin Yu was troubled.

Confess to Mu Yichuan? Or leave him temporarily?

As Xin Yu pondered, she was startled, her back instantly stiffening.

What was pressed against her back?

A gun!

A cold gun!

Just like that day in Taipei!

"You've finally fallen into my hands!"

…! "Zhang Wan?!" She was about to turn around when a gun was pressed against her back. "Do you know what you're doing?!"

Xin Yu's cold, stern question was met with a sneer from Zhang Wan.

"Of course I know!" She leaned forward, her mocking breath hitting Xin Yu's side. "Tell me, how should I deal with you?"

"Shoot, that would be best." Xin Yu wasn't afraid; she was certain Zhang Wan wouldn't dare shoot.

Especially in this downtown hospital.

Especially beside Mu Yichuan.

Even if she killed her, Zhang Wan wouldn't escape!

Now she was increasingly certain that the warning she received yesterday was inextricably linked to Zhang Wan!

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