Mrs. Bao’s face was pale.
Mu Jiu was actually so submissive.
She glanced at Bao Mingyuan again.
Bao Mingyuan said to Lord Mu Jiu, "I can’t decide if you want to meet her."
He pointed out a way: "Wait till her anger subsides!"
Lord Mu Jiu insisted on seeing Su Ruanruan.
But he knew that he couldn’t meet her openly, so he pretended to say goodbye.
Bao Mingyuan couldn’t wait to send this big Buddha away, immediately arranging for Housekeeper Wang to see off the guest.
Little did he know how, but Lord Mu Jiu found his way to the small courtyard.
Su Ruanruan, wearing a long dress with a white shawl, sat on the bench enjoying the breeze.
Her long black hair, and a face the size of a palm.
In the darkness, it radiated a faint luminance.
Lord Mu Jiu stared from a distance, his heart pounding.
In the past, his feelings for Su Ruanruan always carried a bit of coercion and imposition, but after today’s events, those feelings seemed to have been sublimated.
She was not just the woman he wanted, but also a benefactor to him, Mu Jiu.
While Lord Mu Jiu hesitated, Su Ruanruan opened her eyes.
Her gaze was cold as she looked at him.
Lord Mu Jiu coughed lightly: "Isn’t it cold sitting here?"
Su Ruanruan remained silent.
Lord Mu Jiu could barely hold himself together, rubbing his hands uneasily: "I misunderstood you this morning, now I know you went to see my mother and even invited Dr. Zhou there."
"Are you done?" Su Ruanruan’s voice was gentle.
Lord Mu Jiu, somewhat foolishly, nodded: "Yes, done."
"Go back then." Su Ruanruan turned her head away, showing no interest in him: "After all, I’m really heartless."
She was being stubborn, but Lord Mu Jiu wasn’t upset.
He sat beside her, chuckling: "Being coy, aren’t you?"
He added: "It’s good for a young lady to be a bit coy."
Su Ruanruan rested her head on the other side, clearly distancing herself.
Lord Mu Jiu felt guilty and was intent on cheering her up.
"I’ve brought a lot of little trinkets, want to see?"
"Have you eaten? Shall I treat you to a grand meal?"
After a lot of coaxing, Su Ruanruan remained unaffected.
Lord Mu Jiu ran out of options, his voice grave: "Girl, I know you have ideas, just say them. As long as I, Mu Jiu, can do it, I won’t even frown descending into a sea of fire."
His words were overheard by the rushing Bao Family members.
Mrs. Bao wanted to speak.
Bao Mingyuan gave her a look: "Let’s see what Ruanruan has to say."
As he spoke, his gaze remained fixed on Su Ruanruan.
In his eyes, there was only admiration.
Su Ruanruan didn’t notice them; she looked up and met Mu Jiu’s eyes.
After a moment, she daintily replied, "I have three conditions!"
Lord Mu Jiu, straightforward as ever, said: "Speak."
Su Ruanruan lightly parted her red lips, stating three conditions.
[First: Issue a public apology to Bao Jingyan and declare that you will not oppose him in the future!]
[Second: I don’t want your two ports, Mr. Mu! But I want twenty percent of the profits from all your ports! That’s for me.]
[Third: I want to show filial piety to Mother Mu, and I want to be her god-daughter.]
After stating the three conditions.
Bao Mingyuan was embarrassed.
Ruanruan really... had some nerve!
Better to have Mu Jiu descend the mountain of knives or plunge into the pot of oil!
Mrs. Bao also thought it inconceivable, scoffing, Mu Jiu would have to be out of his mind to agree to such harsh conditions.
Su Ruanruan, that was just her!
And indeed, as she predicted, Lord Mu Jiu’s face changed suddenly.
He stood up abruptly, pointing at Su Ruanruan and bellowed.
"Bao Jingyan has already taken my two ports! And you shot me! Why should I apologize to him?"
"Twenty percent of all ports’ profits! Su Ruanruan, you really have a big appetite! And you want my mother to adopt you as her god-daughter, don’t think I don’t know your intentions, it’s just because you’re afraid I’ll keep bothering you."
Lord Mu Jiu was heartbroken.
If looks could kill, Lord Mu Jiu could have killed Su Ruanruan that instant.
But Su Ruanruan was not afraid of him.
Her eyes lowered, she quietly said, "Mr. Mu, you missed a point."