"Don't want to continue this relationship?" Mu Yichuan repeated softly, his tone unusually cold. "What kind of relationship do we have?"
Xin Yu's cherry lips trembled slightly. To be honest, she was afraid of Mu Yichuan like this.
She lowered her eyes and frowned, remaining silent.
Besides, she didn't even know what kind of relationship they had.
They were supposedly bound by some inexplicable marriage agreement, yet she was now calling Mu "Grandpa Mu."
How annoying.
"I'm asking you a question!" Mu Yichuan growled. He truly hated Xin Yu like this; he couldn't fathom her thoughts at all.
But the latter, unable to withstand his attitude, became even more aggrieved, her clear, watery eyes filled with accusation.
"What kind of relationship do you want?" He looked into her eyes, his heart softening slightly.
Whatever she wanted, he could give it to her! "I don't know, don't ask me!" Xin Yu's voice trembled. "I don't want to see you!"
"Then who do you want to see?!" Mu Yichuan angrily rolled over and pinned her down, his icy eyes cold. "Liu Shuihan? Hmm?"
"Mu Yichuan, you bastard!" Xin Yu glared at him and pushed him away. What was her relationship with Liu Shuihan? Why did he always bring it up?
"Don't you like me being a bastard? Hmm?" He bit her soft earlobe. "Who was enjoying themselves just now?"
"..." Xin Yu bit her lip hard, almost drawing blood, a sweet, metallic taste filling her mouth.
Damn it! Mu Yichuan leaned down and possessed her, prying open her teeth with his strength. "Who allowed you to hurt yourself like this!"
"Mind your own business! Who cares about you!" Xin Yu gasped, hitting him repeatedly. "Get away from me! I don't want to see you! I don't want this shameful relationship with you! I don't want to be humiliated in bed with you one minute, and then have to play the role of a dutiful granddaughter in front of your father the next! I'm not! My grandparents died when I was in elementary school!"
Tears streamed down Xin Yu's face, as rapid as her words.
Mu Yichuan gently kissed her eyes, her wet cheeks. "I'll marry you."
...!
Xin Yu stared blankly at Mu Yichuan, her mind reeling from his words.
What did he say?
Marry her?
He leaned down and kissed her lips again. "Get up and get dressed. I'll take you to see the old man now."
She was still dazed.
What should she do? In her heart, not wanting to maintain this relationship didn't mean she wanted to marry him.
She still had many questions, many dreams unfulfilled.
And how could her family background possibly be worthy of this god-like man?
"I...I don't want to!" Xin Yu was pulled up by Mu Yichuan, shrinking back towards the headboard in fright.
He frowned, staring at Xin Yu expressionlessly. No?
Who was just crying and saying they didn't want a shady relationship?
He's now decided to marry her, but she's refusing!
"I don't need your pity."
"..." Mu Yichuan sat up straight, looking at her. Had this little girl's brain rusted?
"Love and marriage are natural things; no one needs to force anyone!" Xin Yu's dark eyes shone like stars, clear and bright.
That wasn't her intention.
"Which eye of yours saw me pity you?" he demanded, his tall, imposing figure intimidating even while seated, his fair skin radiating power.
And, forcing him?
Was she stupid?
In this world, no one dared, and no one could force him to do what he didn't want to do!
Of course, he would do what he wanted to do, even if the whole world disagreed!
Xin Yu gripped the blanket tightly, partly to cover herself, partly to find something to lean on.
"I...I..." she could barely speak, her tongue tied in knots from fear of Mu Yichuan. Taking a deep breath, she said, "I think you're very impulsive, very angry—"
"So?" he raised an eyebrow, speaking arrogantly.
"So, we'll talk later." The implication was clear: you should leave.
Mu Yichuan stared at Xin Yu for a long time, and just when she thought the stalemate would continue, he suddenly stood up.
He quickly dressed, got out of bed, and sat on the sofa by the window.
He looked down at her, impassive, like an emperor.
Ugh.
Xin Yu froze, how could she move?
Who's so aggressive!
"Sitting like this is boring," Mu Yichuan said, a hint of flirtatiousness in his voice, his long fingers lightly tapping his knee. "Why don't you just take the blanket off?"
That would be much more beautiful!
"You..." Xin Yu's lips twitched. He was such a scoundrel!
Not wanting to be scrutinized like that, she burrowed under the covers, trying to grab her clothes from the bedside, only to find her dress was no longer enough to cover her.
Helplessly, she wrapped herself in the blanket, trying to ignore the light emanating from her back, and grabbed a dress from her suitcase, disappearing into the bathroom.
"I...I'll go out first," Xin Yu said, emerging from the bathroom without looking up, trying to escape.
Mu Yichuan's aura was too overwhelming; she couldn't handle it.
"Is this how you treat your husband?"
Xin Yu subconsciously looked up, blinked her dark eyes, and swallowed her argumentative words. She didn't want to argue with him again under these circumstances.
She turned and took a step, but before she could take another step, Mu Yichuan grabbed her.
His hot breath enveloped her, causing her to tremble again.
"Let go." Xin Yu tried to keep her voice steady, but she still couldn't help being slightly breathless. "I said, we'll talk later!"
"I never drag things out." Mu Yichuan's voice carried a terrifying danger, as if pulled from cold water.
However, even more terrifying was his strength. He picked Xin Yu up with one hand and carried her outside.
She froze in his arms, her mind blank as she watched the door open.
"W-what are you going to do?" Xin Yu stammered, her small hands gripping the doorframe tightly. "Put me down! Mu Yichuan..."
"Call me 'husband,' and maybe I'll consider it." He seemed to be teasing her. "Just call me by my name, and forget it."
Xin Yu had no time to appreciate his dark humor; she was terrified. But she dared not call out; the corridor was quiet.
"What exactly do you want?" Xin Yu whispered, her eyes darting around like a frightened deer.
"I'll take you to see Grandpa!" Mu Yichuan said firmly, "and then I'll marry you."
...!
Here we go again.
Xin Yu's eyes widened in shock, her face pale. She thought this was over, but it seemed like it had all come back to this.
"No, I don't want to!" She hadn't even made up her mind yet. If she had known things would escalate to this point, she wouldn't have come to S Country in the first place.
"Mu Yichuan, let go! Don't do this!" Xin Yu cried out in panic, as he began to pull harder. "I... I'm not someone to be trifled with! Are you trying to use me as a shield?"
Wasn't some rich girl supposed to have spent the night in his room, demanding he marry her?
This whole thing wasn't even clear yet!
"Find out your own messy affairs first, then come back to me!"
"Ah Yu," Mu Yichuan's brow furrowed, then relaxed. "You're wrong. Once we're married, neither of us will have those messy affairs anymore!"
"Ah..." Xin Yu gasped.
Mu Yichuan had already led her to Old Master Mu's door. Her heart leaped into her throat. Had they really confessed like this?
Had he considered Old Master Mu's feelings?
Or had Old Master Mu already guessed?
Xin Yu didn't dare to think about it, and she didn't have time to. Mu Yichuan banged on the door three times, but there was no answer.
Angry, he kicked the door open.
The room was empty; Old Master Mu wasn't there.
Huff…
Xin Yu felt all her strength drain from her legs, and she slumped into Mu Yichuan's arms.
"Where's the old man?" he roared, nearly crushing his phone.
"What are you doing?" Xin Yu, seeing his continued insistence, stood on tiptoe to grab the phone.
"Mr. Ninth," Mu Feng on the other end of the line stiffened, finally speaking respectfully, "The old man went to see Liu Shuihan."
"What!"
Xin Yu's hand trembled; she felt Mu Yichuan beside her was about to explode!
Bang!
He slammed the phone against the wall, shattering it into pieces.
"You… don't do this!" Xin Yu was terrified, clinging to Mu Yichuan's arm, pleading, "Mu Yichuan, it's alright, I… I…"
She didn't know how to apologize, and she didn't feel she had done anything wrong; it was just that he frightened her. His dark eyes shone brightly, tinged with the icy coldness of an ancient sword.
"Don't be angry, I didn't mean to upset you," Xin Yu said, her head bowed like a child who had done something wrong. "Last night I saw that woman stay in your room for so long, I... I'm really sad and angry, I don't know what to do."
She looked up, tears streaming down her face again. "You didn't say anything to me, didn't explain anything, and instead questioned me, mocked me, humiliated me—"
"Mocked you? Humiliated you?" Mu Yichuan retorted unhappily. He really wanted to pry open her head and see what she was thinking!
"I'm not Old Master Mu's granddaughter at all, much less your niece!" Xin Yu said, her heart tightening again. "What else do you want?"
Why was he going to carry her away?!
She didn't want to!
"I'll take you for tea." Mu Yichuan turned to look at Xin Yu, his thin lips moving slightly. "Are you thirsty?"
"I'm not!" Xin Yu rejected his chauvinism. She didn't even know she was thirsty! "You do," he said confidently, reaching out to pinch her cheek. "Blushing, a racing heart, and a lot of talking."
"…" Xin Yu was completely taken aback by these words. "If you find me annoying, just say so!"
Mu Yichuan stopped, his hands pinning Xin Yu against the wall, possessing her relentlessly. "You're wrong again, A-Yu. I absolutely adore your little mouth."
"…" Xin Yu struggled, looking pleadingly at Mu Yichuan. "Please, don't do this. I can go to my room for water."
"Have you thought it through?"
"What?" Xin Yu's confused look almost ignited Mu Yichuan's anger.
"If I go in, it won't be tea." He raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes deepening.
Xin Yu blushed, pursing her lips. "Then we're going down to have tea, right?"
As long as it's not to see Old Master Mu.
This is all so chaotic right now! "Hmm." Mu Yichuan hummed softly. He had only invited her for tea; inviting the old man and Liu Shuihan was another matter entirely.
"Alright then," Xin Yu had no choice but to accept. "Let's go!"
Just as they reached the elevator, someone rushed out—Mu Yi'ai!
"Xin Yu, tell me, what conditions did the old man agree to that bastard Nan Juechen!"