"I don’t blame you, I don’t blame you. If anyone’s to blame, it can only be that bastard Mu Hanyan for coming up with such a vicious and sneaky plan." Mu Cheng said through gritted teeth.
"As long as you don’t blame me. I knew you couldn’t bear to blame me. Mu Cheng, you’ve been really good to me, I know that. I know it all in my heart." Fourth Miss Zhao looked at Mu Cheng with pitiful, tender eyes, speaking in a frail voice.
Those words made Mu Cheng feel extremely cozy and comfortable inside.
"That idiot, Mu Hanyan, dares to treat you like that. I definitely won’t let him go." Mu Cheng, facing his beloved, felt his heart stir and, naturally, he promised fiercely with boundless passion.
"But how did that waste suddenly become so clever? He could never have thought of such a tactic before," Fourth Miss Zhao said, puzzled.
This turn of events was completely unexpected for her, and she felt that there was much mystery behind it, which is why she sought answers from Mu Cheng. In fact, this was also her deliberate pretense to maintain closeness with Mu Cheng. Mu Cheng was equivalent to a nail she had hammered into the Mu Family.
"Yeah, I find it strange too. Could it be related to Huayue and Zirong? Those two don’t look like good people, especially Zirong." Mu Cheng thought for a moment and said, as that was the only possibility he could think of. Thɪs chapter is updated by NoveI-Fire.ɴet
"It must be those two," Fourth Miss Zhao agreed, not believing Mu Hanyan could come up with such a scheme on his own, and nodded.
"Rest assured, I won’t let any of them get away—Mu Hanyan, Huayue, Zirong, I will help you avenge this deep hatred," Mu Cheng said, grinding his teeth.
"No, don’t. No matter what, Mu Hanyan is the son of your Family Head. Don’t take risks for me; I will take revenge with my own hands," Fourth Miss Zhao hurriedly stopped Mu Cheng, not believing he could really help her get revenge. After all, his status was there, and he couldn’t possibly make a harsh move against the son of a Family Head.
Instead of causing minor trouble that might get him into hot water, it was better to keep this chess piece for potential future use.
"You... you are too good to me." Mu Cheng was so touched by her words of concern that he almost melted, wanting to embrace Fourth Miss Zhao, but fearing it would be too forward, he did not dare to make a move.
Fourth Miss Zhao saw his hesitation, secretly sneered at his cowardice, yet took the initiative to throw herself into his arms.
And with that, Mu Cheng was completely captivated.
"Another thing, I’ve really lost a lot of face this time, everyone... everyone saw it. You don’t... despise me, do you?" Fourth Miss Zhao said in a pitiful and resentful tone.
The matter in the hall had been seen by many, and although Zhao, Jiang, Zhou Family and others might try to cover it up, it would be hard to hide from the people of the Mu Family. Rather than hiding it, it was better to be upfront about it. Fourth Miss Zhao was confident she could keep Mu Cheng firmly in her grasp.
"How could I despise you? I’m not afraid of death for you, let alone despise you." To be honest, Mu Cheng had been somewhat disdainful when he first heard the rumors, but at that moment, holding the splendid body that haunted his dreams and having been fed several bowls of the sweet and sour love potion early on, how could he care about despising her? He was nearly soulless.
He felt like drawing his sword and ripping out his heart to show her his unwavering loyalty.
"Mu Cheng, you are so good to me," Fourth Miss Zhao lifted her head and lightly kissed Mu Cheng’s cheek.