Day n of not wanting to be a kept man's canary

"You... why are you back again?"

The unexpected behavior really surprised her, to the point that she was not speaking very clearly.

"I'll take care of you!"

The deep, warm voice coming through the microphone was unusually ambiguous, unlike its usual coldness!

He stood there, the streetlights behind him shining on him, making him radiate light and drawing people closer.

As if sensing what Mu Yan was thinking, Leng Tingye stubbed out his cigarette and strode over.

Every step shortens the distance between them.

"Moved?"

I'm so moved, how could I not be?

Mu Yanxin did not expect that Leng Tingye would turn back because of her words.

She never even imagined that he was here tonight because of her.

This is completely unlike something he would do.

Does his appearance here mean he wants to confront Leng Changqing?

Regardless of the specific action, it was like a hook, piquing her fantasies about him.

Mu Yanxin suddenly realized that this was a small villa, and Leng Changqing was still downstairs. He could come in at any time and see what was happening downstairs.

If he discovers this scene, it would be tantamount to directly announcing their relationship.

She still retained a sliver of reason. Looking again, she saw that Leng Tingye had already reached the door and was about to ring the doorbell.

"and many more!"

Leng Tingye looked up and smiled at your unruly demeanor, "What's wrong, little sister-in-law?"

Mu Yanxin's voice trembled slightly, "Master Ye, no, Leng Changqing is still in the lobby downstairs. He'll notice if you come in!"

"Then what do we do?" Leng Tingye smiled playfully. "How about you jump down?"

Leng Tingye spread his arms wide, "Jump down and I'll catch you!"

Mu Yanxin craned her neck to look down, estimating the height. Although she was on the second floor, if she really jumped from here...

You don't really want to jump, do you?

Realizing he was joking, Mu Yanxin said somewhat embarrassedly, "I wouldn't be that silly."

"Alright, go to sleep and don't overthink it!"

Sensing that he was about to leave, Mu Yanxin blurted out, "Wait a minute!"

Leng Tingye paused in his steps, then stopped. "You don't want me to leave?"

"Um, were you serious when you said you wanted to try something different today?"

With the distance between them, Mu Yanxin grew bolder.

His return gave her the courage to ask that question, and she did.

Normally, she wouldn't dare ask such a question; she knew about her relationship with him, but right now she just wanted to know.

Leng Tingye lit a cigarette, squinted, and took a puff. "Good boy, don't ask questions you shouldn't ask!"

In the darkness, his tone turned cold, and his seemingly gentle words extinguished the budding passion within him.

"Okay, Master Ye, I understand!"

Watching his car disappear into the night, the night returned to darkness.

The phone rang.

"I prefer yours by comparison."

This is her answer to your question, and it's worse than not answering at all!

Mu Yanxin pushed open the window, and the cold air blew in, slowly clearing her drowsy mind.

Mu Yanxin chuckled self-deprecatingly. She actually thought that Leng Tingye had some feelings for her other than physical affection.

She figured it out: instead of hoping for unrealistic feelings, she should take advantage of the fact that Leng Tingye still had some interest in her and make the most of that interest.

Mu Yanxin closed the window, lowered her eyes, quickly typed a few words on her phone, and sent it!

There was no hesitation.

"Okay, I'll try my best not to change my ways!"

In the passenger seat, Leng Tingye looked at the screen, a smile playing on his lips.

This woman is really sensible and knows her place. I must say, he likes her attitude of knowing when to advance and when to retreat.

Zhou Shuang glanced at the man in the passenger seat out of the corner of her eye, silently complaining, "It's so late at night, and you're making such a fuss here. I'm injured, can't you at least consider my feelings?"

This complaining was only in his heart; he still maintained a smile on his face, but that smile was even more unsightly than crying.

The next day, early morning.

Even after a night, Leng Changqing's anger hadn't subsided. He went downstairs to work and saw Mu Yanxin eating breakfast, his face cold.

Drooping eye bags and dark circles under the eyes suggest a lack of sleep throughout the night.

Mu Yanxin buried her head in her food, so of course she didn't get any breakfast.

Leng Tingye walked straight to the door, then, as if remembering something, turned around and said irritably, "From today onwards, you are not allowed to deliver meals to the company!"

He said that, then slammed the door and left.

It's understandable; any man would have reacted the same way. Leng Changqing told her not to deliver food anymore.

Of course, they were afraid that she would use the excuse of delivering food to secretly meet with Zhou Shuang again.

As expected, Mu Yanxin didn't feel uncomfortable about it. She lowered her head and continued eating her breakfast.

After sneaking around for so long, the fact that Leng Changqing found out actually made her feel much more relaxed. At least she no longer had to live in constant fear of being discovered.

The calm after the storm is rare, but it didn't last until she finished breakfast.

Mrs. Mu called and asked her to come back.

Madam Mu mentioned noon, so Mu Yanxin ate breakfast, quickly washed up, and arrived at the Mu family home right on time.

As soon as I stepped inside, a servant came over and said, "Madam wants you to go to the drawing room to find her!"

Mu Yanxin felt uneasy, but she did as instructed anyway.

Previously, she wasn't even allowed to sit at the table for meals at the Mu family's residence. On more formal occasions, Madam Mu wouldn't allow her to appear.

As I approached the entrance to the reception room, I could hear voices inside, indicating that Mrs. Mu had guests.

Mrs. Mu hadn't explained why she was being summoned over the phone, and now she was being asked to come to the reception room. Although she didn't know what would happen next, she felt a vague sense of unease.

Mu Yanxin hesitated for a moment, but still went inside.

When Madam Mu saw her enter, her face lit up with a smile, showing an enthusiasm she didn't usually display. "You're back?"

"Come here quickly!" He curled his finger, gesturing for her to come to his side.

Mu Yanxin obeyed and walked up to her.

Madam Mu pointed to the man on the sofa next to her and said, "Quickly greet Third Master Qin!"

After being introduced by Madam Mu, Mu Yanxin gave the man a proper look.

This Master Qin was probably around forty years old. He had a long scar on the left side of his face, which made his face look distorted and perverted, especially the way he looked at people, as if he was about to dig them up and leave them no time to fall to the ground.

Mu Yanxin felt extremely uncomfortable looking at him. She lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze. "Hello! Third Master Qin!"

Master Qin looked Mu Yanxin up and down, then nodded slightly, seemingly satisfied.

This young lady from the Mu family is truly stunning; if I were to pin her down...

He was so engrossed in watching that he didn't hear Madam Mu call him again.

"Third Master Qin!"

Madam Mu tried calling out again, and Third Master Qin reacted, as if appraising an object, "She's quite pleasing to the eye!"

"Come here, let me take a look!"