Past Thoughts?
Mu Yichuan's deep, magnetic explanation stunned Xin Yu for a second before she realized what he meant!
Who was he trying to fool?
Did he think she was a three-year-old, incapable of judgment?
From their first meeting until now, even after rounding up several times, it had only been half a year…
The moment this timeline flashed through her mind, a wave of desolation washed over Xin Yu. In such a short time, she had already fallen so deeply!
If Ai Heng hadn't come to tell her the truth, would she have been sold and still be counting money for Mu Yichuan?
"Ayu, I won't allow you to think such things!" Mu Yichuan straightened Xin Yu's head, his gaze cold and authoritative.
She couldn't move, only able to look up at him. "Mu Yichuan, I want to know if your past is too long or too short? Less than half a year ago is the past!"
He must be lying to her!
By marrying her, he could get what he wanted! How could he treat her so cruelly!
"Get in."
With a low growl from Mu Yichuan, Xin Yu felt herself being lifted up, shoved into the car, and strapped into her seatbelt.
Before she could react, the car shot off like a rocket, so fast she couldn't see anything outside.
She tilted her head, trying to stop Mu Yichuan, but his face was frozen, devoid of warmth or expression.
Xin Yu belatedly realized—he was angry.
"Slow down!" she yelled at Mu Yichuan, gripping the handle tightly, terrified she'd be thrown out at any moment.
"Ah!" Xin Yu's face turned pale with fright; she'd almost crashed into the car in front of her. "Mu Yichuan, what's wrong with you! I'm not that angry, you're… ah…"
She huddled tightly against the door, closing her eyes and mouth. She couldn't bear to look!
It was midday, and even though there weren't as many cars as during rush hour, but…! Mu Yichuan couldn't take her speeding!
People would die!
She didn't want to die. She still had so many things she hadn't done…
She wanted to see her mother, get married and have children, achieve her career goals, and have her friends!
So many things.
His gaze fell on Xin Yu's pale face, tears streaming down her cheeks. Mu Yichuan slammed on the brakes, the car's speed instantly decreasing.
The atmosphere in the car eased slightly, and Xin Yu's sobs began to fill the air.
Mu Yichuan pulled the car over to the side of the road, cupped her face in his hands, and said coldly, "Why are you crying!"
Was she really that scared?
Didn't she trust him? "Would I ever harm you?!"
"Yes!" Xin Yu opened her large, watery eyes and said firmly, "Didn't you give me amnesia medication? You made me forget everything from the past!"
Mu Yichuan's face immediately darkened, displeased. He reached out and pinched Xin Yu's damp cheek. "What? Which part are you planning to remember? The one with Liu Shuihan?"
"Mu Yichuan, you bastard!" Xin Yu cursed. He still said that to her!
She had clearly explained it before, and—
That's not the point at all!
The point is that Mu Yichuan is unscrupulous and acts so self-righteously! "Ayu is the smartest," he said ominously, then affectionately patted Xinyu's head. "I'm a bastard! As my wife, Mu Yichuan's wife, I won't allow you to have any memories of other men in your head."
"You!" Xinyu was furious, her cherry lips turning pale and trembling slightly. "You won't allow me to have these memories? Then what about you! Shouldn't you take some kind of medicine too! Don't think I don't know about your past, Qiu Feng, some unknown girl, haven't you ever been in love! You—"
Mu Yichuan leaned down and bit Xinyu's lips. This little girl was getting more and more incessant! "I told you those were all baseless!" he explained domineeringly, his hawk-like eyes locking onto Xin Yu. "No one, A Yu, are you jealous."
"Jealous?!" She was utterly exasperated by Mu Yichuan's words, and after a long pause, she slowly spoke, "Mu Yichuan, I'm not! Let me go! I'll never be jealous of you again!"
Seeing Xin Yu's resolute and serious expression, Mu Yichuan's heart skipped a beat, and a rare self-deprecating smile curved his lips. "A Yu, it's too late."
He couldn't let her go.
He had already fallen in love with her!
...
Xin Yu looked at the sky as a sliver of dawn appeared, Mu Yichuan's words, "It's too late," still echoing in her mind.
What did he mean?!
The sound of a password being entered came from the doorway, and the butler entered. "Madam, the master said you have class this morning and asked you not to be late."
"Where is Mu Yichuan?!" He disappeared after returning home yesterday, effectively keeping her under house arrest in the villa.
"Master was working in his study all night and went out again at three in the morning." The housekeeper secretly observed Xin Yu's expression, pondering for a long time before speaking.
"Madam, I don't know what kind of trouble you and Master had this time, but I can see that he truly loves you, and you truly love him too. Can't any misunderstanding or conflict be resolved through mutual understanding?"
Xin Yu's eyes were fixed on the soft blankets. He loves her?
How long will this love last?
Will he wait until he gets what he wants, then turn around and abandon her?
Just like her father, who, along with her mother, supported each other and built their business together, but what happened...?
"Madam—"
Xin Yu raised her hand and forced a smile at the housekeeper, "Aunt Qin, please don't say anymore. I understand. I'll think it over carefully, but I have to go to class now."
The car had just left the villa area when it was blocked by a dark blue sedan parked across the road.
The car window slowly rolled down, and Xin Yu saw inside... Old Master Mu.
In just a few days, he had visibly aged.
"When...when were you discharged from the hospital?" Xin Yu couldn't bring herself to call him "Grandpa." She didn't even dare look at Old Man Mu, afraid he would bring up that day again.
"Child, you stayed with Lao Jiu last night?"
Xin Yu's heart trembled. It turned out everything had been just self-deception.
This was something she could never escape!
"No," Xin Yu shook her head. "I have nothing to do with him anymore."
As she spoke, she unconsciously clenched her hands, touching the rings on her two fingers.
Old Man Mu was surprised, then the gloom on his wrinkled face faded considerably. "Child, Grandpa really loves you! You're a good child!"
Xin Yu lowered her head, swallowing the bitterness in her mouth. She wanted to tell Old Man Mu loudly that her choice had nothing to do with him, but only because of what Mu Yichuan had done.
"Child, this is for you."
Xin Yu looked up, her dark eyes filled with shock, then her brows furrowed as she looked at Old Man Mu.
"What do you mean by this?" Was giving her the card a reward for her choice?
How ironic…
"I don't want it!" Xin Yu pushed the card back coldly.
Old Mu's aged hand paused, his sunken eyes showing pain. "Child, you've misunderstood me."
"No, I just don't need the money," Xin Yu said softly. She had returned the card Mu Yichuan had given her before; how could she possibly want Old Mu's!
"It's better if you don't want it," Old Mu said, finding a way to back down. "Grandpa wants to hold a banquet to announce your granddaughter's identity. Can you agree?"
"No!" Xin Yu looked at Old Mu fearlessly. Although he was a seventy-year-old man, she wasn't his granddaughter! "Child..." Old Master Mu's voice trembled. He longed to reach out and hold Xin Yu's hand as he always did, to enjoy the warmth of family life. "Then what do you need Grandpa's help with? I heard you're getting engaged—"
"I'm not!" Xin Yu jumped to her feet. "If you have nothing else, I'll be going now. I have class this morning, and I'll be late if I don't leave now."
Engaged?
Old Master Mu actually knew about her father's words about her getting engaged to Liu Shuihan!
He really was in cahoots with the Master...
When Xin Yu reached the classroom door, breathless, she was still late—ten minutes late!
This was the worst she'd ever been in her schooling!
She went around to the back door, but couldn't open it.
She had no choice but to brace herself and go in through the front door. The moment she peeked inside, she froze!
It was Mu Yichuan's class!
He was standing on the podium, his cold gaze sweeping across the students below, who sat in their seats with either fear or admiration.
When his gaze swept over, Xin Yu really wanted to turn and leave. If she had known it was his class, she wouldn't have been in such a hurry…
"You're late," Mu Yichuan's voice came, neither angry nor upset, just a simple and direct statement.
"I'm sorry," Xin Yu apologized readily, after all, they were in class.
"Don't do it again." Seeing Xin Yu about to sit in the back, he added in a very good-natured tone, "Sit in the first row."
Xin Yu was furious.
At first, she tried to control herself, keeping her head down and ignoring Mu Yichuan, but his lecture was so captivating that she couldn't help but look up again, watching him speak eloquently with such composure.
But why was his hand bandaged?
Was he injured? How could he be injured? He was perfectly fine yesterday!
Just looking at him, Xin Yu couldn't help but feel a slight pang of heartache.
Her little expression instantly pleased Mu Yichuan, and his voice softened involuntarily by half an octave.
"Come help me with the PPT."
Xin Yu stared at his serious, irritating expression, hesitated for a moment, then put down her pen and walked to Mu Yichuan's side.
Who told him to get hurt...
"Bold and highlight this part," Mu Yichuan instructed, leaning close to Xin Yu. "And delete this case study."
"This one?" Xin Yu quickly scanned the case study; it was about Bai Mushan. She was a beat slow.
"If you want to see it, I'll explain it to you separately when we get back." Mu Yichuan whispered in Xin Yu's ear, his breath brushing against her cheek, making her blush.
Without further hesitation, she quickly finished and returned to her seat.
All of this was witnessed by Gao Min and Xu Hui, their eyes filled with an unprecedented jealousy and resentment. *Phew…*
Finally, class was over. Xin Yu quickly packed up her books, ready to escape.
"Xin Yu, come with me to see the design competition venue," Mu Yichuan's voice came softly. "I've already spoken to your advisor."
Damn it!
He's using her advisor to pressure her!
Xin Yu's eyes darted around, trying to think of a solution.
But before she could come up with anything, Mu Yichuan wrapped his arm around her. "If you can't figure it out, just come with me."