Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“I’m sure I don’t know her; I thought Mu Dong brought her up here.” After changing his shoes, Mu Chengxi walked up to Wen Xin, took her hand, and led her into the dining room.
Mu Dong also entered, quickly approaching upon seeing Mu Chengxi fetching bowls and chopsticks for Wen Xin, “Master Chengxi, the woman who mistook you for a delivery guy lives on the 36th floor.”
“A delivery guy? Wasn’t that woman here to seduce Chengxi? She was flirting outside for quite a while.” Wen Xin’s tone was full of displeasure. Being a
woman, she was certain about what the other woman was thinking.
“Miss Wen, you really misunderstood. When that woman walked past Master Chengxi, she sighed regretfully, saying it was a pity such a handsome man was delivering food…
Mu Dong tried to explain for Mu Chengxi while suppressing a laugh. It was the first time he heard someone describe Mu Chengxi in such a manner, knowing well that Master Chengxi was considered a heartthrob among the elite ladies of the capital.
He daringly thought that this might be a blemish on Master Chengxi’s life.
Wen Xin, biting on her chopsticks and looking at the man sitting across from her, finally eased her displeased expression.
Using her free hand, she lifted Chengxi’s chin, tilting her head and examining him with her shiny black eyes before speaking lightly, “That woman really has no taste.”
Chengxi pulled Wen Xin’s hand away from his chin, glanced at Mu Dong, and gently told her, “I’m going to shower. Eat while it’s hot; the beef filling tastes best when warm.”
“Okay.” Wen Xin responded softly, picking up a dumpling from the box, dipped it in vinegar, and took a bite, finding it delicious as expected.
Mu Chengxi headed upstairs to the bedroom. Looking at Mu Dong still standing there, Wen Xin raised an eyebrow, “Want to come and have some? It’s quite good.”
“No, thanks. Miss Wen, I’ll be leaving if there’s nothing else.” Mu Dong dared not eat the food Mu Chengxi personally brought back for Wen Xin, knowing such a privilege was reserved for her alone.
After Mu Dong hurriedly left, Wen Xin turned her attention back to the messages in the WeChat group for Class Twenty, continuing to eat her dumplings.
“Xingyue, I’ve finished my physics paper; can you check how many I got right?”
“Su Xue, can you send me your chemistry paper answers? I can’t figure out the approach to one of the questions…”
“Class Monitor, Class Monitor, calling our Class Monitor, do you want to go to the library tomorrow? It’s Saturday, and it’ll be crowded. I can save seats for us…”
Seeing the active study atmosphere in Class Twenty, her lips curled into a slight smile, appreciating the different vibe this group of classmates provided.
Unknowingly, Wen Xin had eaten seven or eight dumplings and only stopped when she felt slightly full. She slouched in her chair, one leg up on the stool, her arm lazily resting on her knee, in a pose far from elegant.
Mu Chengxi, coming out from the bedroom, saw her like this and smiled indulgently. He approached her and glanced at the leftover dumplings, “Why not eat a little more?”
“I’m full. Eating too much before bed is uncomfortable.”
Wen Xin stretched her arms out lazily towards Mu Chengxi, who understood her gesture and bent down to pick her up, carrying her upstairs.
Back in the bedroom, Mu Chengxi laid down with Wen Xin in his arms, her head resting on his chest, feeling his rhythmic heartbeat.
His phone on the nightstand suddenly vibrated. He let go of Wen Xin to pick it up, and she caught sight of a bite mark on his neck.
“Going to the old house like that, didn’t anyone ask about the bite mark on your neck?” Wen Xin’s tone was teasing.
“Nobody did before, but they will now.” Listening to Wen Xin’s tease, Mu Chengxi smiled softly and showed her the phone screen.
Wen Xin took the phone from him; it was a message from someone saved as ‘Sister,’ asking if the bite mark on his neck was from his girlfriend and noting the teeth looked quite neat. “When will you two come back together? I want to prepare a gift for meeting her.”
Wen Xin handed the phone back, looking up at him, “You have a sister?”
“Yes, a biological sister. She runs a multinational company abroad and has been doing quite well. She heard about a rising tech company in the capital and became interested, so she came back to check it out and also attend the family banquet.”
Mu Chengxi watched Wen Xin looking up at him, concerned she might strain her neck, so he adjusted their position to lie side by side, his arm naturally wrapping around her waist, his hand sneaking under her sleepwear.
Wen Xin ignored Mu Chengxi’s advances, pondering his words, raising an eyebrow, “You mean your sister is interested in Yuan Junye’s tech company?”
“Yes, the four major families of the capital have always maintained a balance, and it’s rare for anyone or any family to emerge so prominently. Yuan Junye’s achievements have caught the attention of all four families.”
Despite being away from the capital, Mu Chengxi, as the head of the Mu family, was well aware of the local dynamics.
“The four major families of the capital? Just a bunch of old stubborn folks. Outdated thinking will lead to their downfall; no family lasts forever without adapting.” Wen Xin was not unfamiliar with the major families, acknowledging the younger generation’s talent but criticizing their stifled development. “You’re aware of the four major families?” Mu Chengxi looked at Wen Xin gently, never underestimating her, but knowing her character, she wasn’t one to delve into such matters.
“I might not be in the capital, but don’t forget, the Ma family’s current status was once the Wen’s. Young Master Wen had his standing in the capital too.”
Mentioning Wen Huai, Wen Xin’s lips twitched into a faint smile. Recently, the young man had been restless, his small influence spreading far and wide.
Reminded by Wen Xin, Mu Chengxi seemed to realize something, teasingly raising an eyebrow, “Little girl, are you planning to revive the Wen family?”
“There’s no ‘Wen family’ anymore. The Ma family is doing just fine. The capital doesn’t need the Wen family, and I don’t even want the research institute. What’s the point?”
When mentioning the Wen family, Wen Xin’s gaze became evasive. Mu Chengxi felt she was hiding something but didn’t press her, willing to wait for her to share in her own time.
The two lay in silence for a while, Mu Chengxi’s hand becoming increasingly restless under the blanket. Wen Xin caught his overly bold hand and pulled it out from under her clothes..