A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

“It seems I really can’t rest anymore. I must return to school, otherwise it will truly affect your recovery!”

Wen Xin seriously considered for a moment, then very seriously nodded, firmly convinced of her own decision.

Mu Chengxi sat leaning against the bed, looking at Wen Xin’s adorable appearance, he smiled gently and did not refute her words.

Because he knew well that Wen Xin wanting to return to school was not an easy matter, especially since the Old Madam Mu, who had finally managed to keep Wen Xin at the old residence, would not let her leave easily.

“Miss Wen, Master Xi, the housekeeper just came by to say that you should go to Old Madam’s courtyard for a meal.”

Mu Bei stood at the door, cautiously reminding them before quickly leaving, very worried he might overhear something he shouldn’t.

Listening to the noises outside, Wen Xin already guessed Mu Bei’s thoughts. She stood up from the sofa, walked over to Mu Chengxi, bent down with one arm embracing Mu Chengxi’s neck and the other hand leaning on the wall.

“It seems you’re about to turn me into an enchantingly beautiful troublemaker!”

Looking at Wen Xin huffing, Mu Chengxi smiled gently and, taking the opportunity, embraced Wen Xin’s waist, holding her close to his level.

“Others’ opinions aren’t important, what matters is, are you satisfied?” Mu Chengxi said, at the same time winked at Wen Xin.

Already completely incapable of resisting Mu Chengxi, Wen Xin nearly lost control over herself when faced with such temptation.

She bit her lip, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. Her voice was soft and cool as she spoke, “I truly can’t out-flirt you, I concede defeat.”

Wen Xin pulled away the hands Mu Chengxi had wrapped around her waist, trying to extract herself from his hold, but his strength appeared unmatched, and she was unable to escape his grip.

In the end, she gave in, wrapped her arms around Mu Chengxi’s neck, pressed against him, tipped her head back, and gave Mu Chengxi a long kiss before finally managing to get away from his embrace.

When the two of them arrived at Old Madam Mu’s yard, there already was a large table of people sitting in the side hall, including Mu Chengxi’s uncles and his meddlesome aunt.

Seeing such a scene, Wen Xin unconsciously raised her eyebrows, finding the Mu family rather odd. They seemed unable to coexist in moments of conflict, yet could sit calmly at the same table to dine not long after, truly baffling.

“Chengxi, your uncles, aunts, and aunt came because they heard you were injured and wanted to check on you. Come, sit next to grandma,” Old Madam Mu called out, fetching Mu Chengxi and Wen Xin to sit beside her while asking the butler to arrange for the meals to be served.

“Chengxi, we heard you were injured, so we came to see you. We brought some little gifts, which we have handed to the housekeeper, who should have arranged for them to be delivered to your courtyard,” said Mu Chengxi’s Great Aunt, seemingly the only one from Mu Chengxi’s Great Uncle’s family who had never quarreled with Mu Chengxi.

While speaking, he was perfectly calm and composed without any hint of guilt, not like the other people who were lowering their heads, looking as if they dared not speak.

“Thank you for your concern, aunt, and thank you also to all the uncles and aunts for your care,” he said.

As the head of the Mu family, Mu Chengxi possessed the demeanor befitting the head, although he did not particularly like those people. However, for the sake of harmony within the Mu family, he did not want outsiders to laugh at them, so he still bore the irritation in his chest and spoke very warmly.

The entire meal was unusually quiet in the side hall, with only a few words heard from Old Madam Mu occasionally— even Mu Chengxu became very quiet.

After dinner, Mu Chengxi was pushed by his fifth uncle to the Mu family’s Council Hall, while Old Madam Mu was accompanied by a few daughters-in-law for a casual chat. Mu Chengxu took the opportunity to leave Old Madam’s courtyard with Wen Xin.

Massaging his still-hungry stomach, Mu Chengxu spoke with full of complaints.

“I don’t know why Grandma suddenly thought to call them all back for dinner. You don’t know, when you weren’t home, my eldest uncle, second uncle, and that annoying aunt seemed like completely different people, always coming back to butter up Grandma.”

“Perhaps Grandma was bewitched by them to call them all back for dinner. After that meal, I wasn’t even full, and all that was left was an upset stomach!”

Wen Xin didn’t know what she was thinking, but after hearing Mu Chengxu’s words, she realized she too hadn’t eaten her fill. She turned her head to look at Mu Chengxu.

“Have you ever eaten at a street stall? Let’s go and eat at a street stall, I’ll treat!” Wen Xin’s beautiful eyes sparkled; it had been a long time since she had eaten at a street stall, and she was somewhat excited.

Seeing the excitement in Wen Xin’s shiny eyes, Mu Chengxu, who had never eaten at a street stall, also felt an unexpected pang of anticipation.

“Do we need to go to the city center? If we go out now, won’t Mu Chengxi scold us? He won’t blame you, but he won’t let me off!”

Looking at Wen Xin with a troubled expression, Mu Chengxu, although not afraid of Mu Chengxi, still wanted to give Mu Chengxi some face, especially since he was sneaking out with someone’s girlfriend.

“No, my fifth uncle probably has something to discuss with him. By the time he’s finished, we’ll be back! Come on, let’s hurry up and go!”

Saying this, Wen Xin didn’t give Mu Chengxu a chance to refuse and dragged him towards the direction of the garage—eating at a street stall was a matter of urgency.

When Mu Chengxu sat down at the food stall’s table, she still looked bewildered; she couldn’t remember how she ended up there at all, as Wen Xin’s driving speed was dangerously fast.

Wen Xin casually took the menu handed by the waiter and passed one to Mu Chengxu as well. “Sister, see if there’s anything you’d like to eat. In a while, Yuan Junye and my friend will also come over.”

Hearing that Yuan Junye would come, Mu Chengxu slowly lifted her head. She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and looked at Wen Xin puzzledly, “Your friend? The one with the particularly striking clothing style? What is her relationship with Yuan Junye?”

Previously, Mu Chengxu had wanted to ask about Chu Yunxuan’s identity but hadn’t found a suitable opportunity. Today, since Wen Xin brought her up, she couldn’t help but ask.

“Just a friend I’ve known for a long time, there’s no special relationship,” Wen Xin replied nonchalantly, not taking Mu Chengxu’s question seriously as she looked at the menu.