Chapter 162 - Mu Chenwu Will Be Waiting for You at the Cemetery at 8AM Tomorrow

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yuan Xuan saw that Mu Chenyan was still staring and waiting for him when he came out wrapped in a bath towel.

She glanced at his strong and lean, fat-less physique, which was bursting with sexual appeal. Mu Chenyan hurriedly turned her embarrassed little face towards one side.

Yuan Xuan reached out and hugged her by her slim waist before he allowed her head to rest on his arm. He lowered his voice and regretfully said, “The thing that happened earlier, that was an accident!”

Mu Chenyan quietly laughed and buried her head against his waist before her tone turned melancholic as she gently said, “Your usual violent and ruthless manner was too much so this is good as well. Who asked you to be so arrogant?”

Yuan Xuan could tell that she was complaining of his normal crude style but his heart warmed up because she spoke in a coquettish tone.

When he thought of how their relationship had made him felt as if he was treading on thin ice had now progressed to this stage, the gloominess in his heart did not seem so bad anymore.

Although today’s event was an imperfect first time, it served as a beginning nonetheless.

He did not have to worry about the absence of a second or third time in the future. He inwardly relaxed because he did not want to feel regretful over wasting such a good chance anymore.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead before he whispered, “Dummy! This is how a man loves a woman. How would you know if I wasn’t fierce?”

Mu Chenyan’s body trembled while she continued burying her cheek against his waist so that Yuan Xuan could not see the stunned look on her face.

The word ‘love’ had never been spoken between them before.

She would probably be much happier if this happened two years ago before everything else had occurred.

When Yuan Xuan saw that she was coquettishly refusing to lift her head, various feelings stirred and swelled at the bottom of his heart. He wrapped a stray strand of her hair around his fingertip before he praised her, saying, “Very pretty!”

When Mu Chenyan knew that he was complimenting her new hairstyle, the woman quietly laughed when she could not help but remember Yan Jiangsheng comments towards her.

“What’s so funny?” “Huh?”

“Nothing! I just met an old friend when I was getting my hair styled today and I thought of something funny.”

Mu Chenyan did not dare to speak about Yuan Tian and Yan Jiangsheng who, behind his back, seemingly described him like a powerful deity who was trying to break up a couple.

Since Yuan Xuan knew that she did not have many old friends in Luo Hai, he guessed that this was probably related to Yuan Tian. Hence, he did not ask many questions when he noticed that she did not elaborate. He hugged her around her shoulders and quietly sighed, “Is everything alright now? Will my wife forgive me for my rough behavior that day?”

Mu Chenyan’s heart was moved when she heard the cautiousness in his tone.

Yuan Xuan had always been proud. She had even heard Wu Ze mention that he had never seen him admit defeat even when he was in a dangerous situation in England. However, was he not yielding to her today?

Mu Chenyan’s voice was slightly choked when she quietly said, “I want to go and see my father at the cemetery tomorrow...”

If there were thorns that could not be removed from Mu Chenyan and Yuan Xuan’s hearts, then Mu Feng’s death could definitely be considered as the most serious one.

Yuan Xuan tightened his arm around Mu Chenyan’s shoulders while a hint of sternness and anger flashed across his face. It seemed as though his heart had encountered a critical hit that caused the dark fog that had recently vanished to gather once again.

He understood in his heart that she had apparently taken the initiative to break the ice because of a later goal.

Every instance of this woman’s spontaneous gentleness definitely harbored specific aims.

“Okay, do you need me to send someone to accompany you?”

He suppressed his emotions before he slowly opened his mouth to speak.

Regardless of how she had changed, he still doted on his own woman.

Mu Chenyan hurriedly shook her head and declined, saying, “It’ll be fine for me to go alone. I’ll drive there because I want to speak to my father. I’ll probably be anxious if you send someone to follow me.”

Yuan Xuan’s heart faintly quivered. He combed Mu Chenyan’s hair before he whispered, “Tell your father that you’re well.”

Mu Chenyan nodded while complicated feelings secretly surged through her thoughts.

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The note that Feng Rao had given her wrote: Mu Chenwu will be waiting for you at the cemetery at 8 in the morning tomorrow.