C34 He is Very Abnormal 

The entire car ride was silent this time around, and it soon stopped in front of a high-end club. Its bright lights shone all around them, lighting up the city. Although the place was a little more subdued as compared to the other clubs, she could tell that it was for the upper class given the number of sports cars parked around the area.

"Hey, are we eating here?" Moo Nuannuan paused, gazing at the well-dressed people going in and out of the club. She could hear the music echoing from across the street. This was certainly not the place she was used to.

Was he sure he wanted to bring her here?

Mu Tingxiao didn't even answer her as he got out of the car, closing the door right behind him. This time, he didn't open the passenger seat, as if he was daring her not to follow him inside.

Moo Nuannuan had no choice but to follow right behind him.

The two of them walked straight to the entrance. When Mu Tingxiao stepped into the entrance, the waiter bowed respectfully. "Welcome to Sky High Clubhouse, Sir," he greeted. However, when Moo Nuannuan was about to enter, the waiter quickly stopped her in her tracks.

Contempt flashed in his eyes, and he cocked up an eyebrow. "And what are you doing here?"

She glanced at her own clothes. They were a bit shabby, definitely not high-end clubhouse worthy, but she still didn't seem fazed by her question. "I'm here to eat," she said calmly, like a queen addressing one of her subjects.

She half expected the waiter to let her in, but he still hadn't moved. "Haven't you heard me? This is Sky High Clubhouse," he stated slowly, sounding as if he was speaking to a child. "Not everyone can enter, especially not when that someone looks a lot like you."

The waiter had seen plenty of young women who had come inside to find a man they could latch themselves onto, so he wasn't surprised that she'd try to come in. But this was the first time he had ever seen someone so ugly! Letting someone like her inside would damage the exclusivity of the club, and he couldn't have that.

"Fine." Her lips curled. It wasn't as if she had wanted to come in!

Mu Tingxiao had already gone in when he realized that Moo Nuannuan didn't follow right behind him. Just as he was about to turn around to look for her, he heard the waiter's harsh words. Immediately, his face became cold, and his jaw clenched.

Pulling her towards him, he regarded the waiter indifferently. "What's your name?"

Having worked in this industry for such a long time, the waiter knew that the clubhouse only catered to the rich and powerful. If they weren't rich businessmen, then they were certainly well-known around the area as popular politicians and the like.

Although he didn't know Mu Tingxiao, he knew for a fact that the man was both rich and powerful. "I...Ah Bing," he stuttered.

"Hm." Shooting him one last glance, he pulled Moo Nuannuan to the side and into the clubhouse. This time, no one stopped them.

He walked fast with his long legs. Since she was shorter than him, she fell a bit behind. However, this time, he made sure to pace his footsteps just to make sure that they weren't that far apart.

Unlike his usual reckless behavior, there was something about his broad and warm palm that made her feel at ease. Moo Nuannuan raised her head, staring at his back in a daze. Her other hand fidgeted at the sight.

Other than Shen Liang, this was the first time someone had protected her like this.

The elevator dinged, snapping her out of her reverie.

She glanced up to see that Mu Tingxiao had stopped and was staring at her with an unreadable look on his face. Had he been waiting for her this entire time? "Are you just going to stand there?" He asked impatiently.

Not wanting to say anymore, she quickly slipped into the elevator.

'Get yourself together, Nuannuan!'

As soon as they had stepped inside the elevator, Moo Nuannuan took it upon herself to stand in the farthest corner from him. Her hands folded behind her, and she bowed her head. It was as if she was facing Medusa with the way she was hiding from his impenetrable stare.

"Do you think I'll eat you or something?" He glanced at her. "Why are you standing so far away?"

She didn't say a word.

When they had finally reached the private room, Moo Nuannuan thought that she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. There weren't many people in the room, so she could immediately wrench herself from her grip. But she definitely wasn't expecting to see the pale man sitting in the center of the room.

The man was dressed in a striped suit, and he wore a pair of gold-framed glasses. His features were sharp and angular, but there was a certain gentleness in his movements. It was obvious that the man was well-endowed. Any woman would've fallen to her feet upon the sight of him.

He was the CEO of the Shengding Media–Gu Zhiyan! She froze. What the heck was he doing here?

Gu Zhiyan must've sensed the surprise in her gaze that he quickly turned his head towards her. He shot her a gentle smile.

Mu Tingxiao walked towards his table and pulled out a chair, seating Moo Nuannuan right next to him. A few seconds had passed before he raised his head to glance at the man in front of them. "My sister-in-law."

Sister-in-law? Didn't he mean wife? Even then, Gu Zhiyan didn't seem all that fazed as he stared at the young woman. His eyes twinkled with an emotion that couldn't be easily seen through. "Young Madame Mu, it's nice to finally meet you," he said easily. "I've heard quite a lot about you."

The atmosphere around them felt a little strange. "Mr. Gu," she called out politely.

So the ugly woman knew Gu Zhiyan already?

Cocking up his eyebrow, he tossed the menu to her side. His tone was a bit cold, and his gaze had turned a bit steely. "Why don't you order?" It sounded more like an order than a suggestion.

Moo Nuannuan didn't know how she had offended him, but she didn't say a word. After all, there were so many people surrounding them. If she ever spoke up, not only would that bring attention to them, but it could also humiliate both of them. And she couldn't have that.

As she was scanning through the pages, she could hear his phone vibrating.

Mu Tingxiao took out his phone to see that Gu Zhiyan had sent him a message. "Still role-playing with your wife? Didn't think you were that kind of man, Tingxiao," he teased, adding a few emojis at the end.

He was already annoyed that Nuannuan knew who the man was, and after reading the text message, his annoyance became even more heightened. Shooting him a scowl, Mu Tingxiao kicked his leg.

Gu Zhiyan didn't expect him to be so ruthless. He stifled out a groan, clutching his leg painfully. The man truly had no mercy! If he wasn't his boss, he would've gotten him back for it!

The table shook slightly, but she didn't say anything more about it. Instead, she retained her dull expression and gazed at the menu.

"Have you already ordered the dishes?" Mu Tingxiao leaned over and placed his arm around the back of her chair. From an outsider's perspective, they looked like an old romantic couple–one that all the women couldn't help but feel envious of.

Moo Nuannuan, however, shifted uncomfortably. "I've already ordered." Without another word, she placed her menu far away.

Fortunately, Mu Jiachen didn't do anything inappropriate during their lunch. Instead, he kept chatting with Gu Zhiyan. They were talking about the entertainment business as well as their numerous clients. Not thinking that it was right for her to listen in, she stayed silent and continued to eat her meal.

It wasn't hard to see that the two men were good friends.

Moo Nuannuan had been eating the whole time. After she was finished, she quickly bowed her head. "I have to go to the restroom first," she murmured, finding a reason to excuse herself. After all, she wasn't exactly the best conversationalist.

It was after she had left did Gu Zhiyan breathe a sigh of relief. Removing his glasses, he slumped back against his seat and rolled his eyes. "You didn't tell me you were this good at acting. Maybe you should resign from your role as CEO and become an actor instead," he said snidely. "Do you know how hard it is to act so mature and knowledgeable all the time? I deserve a vacation!"

"A vacation?" Mu Tingxiao remained indifferent. "Now why would the President of Shengding Media think of taking a break from the company? Even a bumpkin like Moo Nuannuan knows you."

"I have millions of fans on Weibo," he said bitterly. "She obviously knows me. Besides, you're the boss here–not me! I'm just working for you."

The more Gu Zhiyan spoke, the angrier he got. He wagged his fingers up in the air as if trying to threaten him. "I'm telling your right now if you don't get back to work, I'll jump off of Shengding Media's rooftop," he snapped. "That would give you some big news all right."

In reality, the young man had already threatened him with those words three times a day. Mu Tingxiao could say it for him if the man would let him, so it was hard to take him seriously.

He took a sip from his glass. "Did the Human Resources Department really not receive Nuannuan's resume?"

"No, I asked my secretary to ask every day." He leaned back against his seat with a sigh, shaking his head. That was another thing that had troubled him. "But the Department still didn't receive any resume."

A few seconds had passed and he curiously peered at his boss. "Tell me, why do you like your wife? I mean...when she looks like that?" The man could get any woman he could've ever wanted. To have him settle for someone like her...he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"She looks like what?" Mu Tingxiao regarded him coldly.

"I...I mean..." He swallowed. "Beautiful. She's truly an angel."

Instead of agreeing with him, Mu Tingxiao scoffed in reply. "Are you blind?"

What the hell did he want him to say? It's not like Gu Zhiyan could say that she looked ugly–like a woman who had just risen from the depths of hell. And now, it seemed that he couldn't say that she was beautiful. Should he have just nodded along to his words?

Ever since the man had gotten married, his behavior became more erratic.

Before he left, Mu Tingxiao had a sudden thought. He immediately turned around and address Gu Zhiyen. "There's a waiter in the club named Ah Bing," he stated coldly. "I want you to fire him."

When they returned to the villa, it was already the afternoon.

Moo Nuannuan and Mu Tingxiao had arrived one after the other.

"Is your Young Master home?"

"No." After a period of training, the bodyguards no longer felt the psychological pressure, to tell the truth. Besides, after the few days that had passed, they had already gotten used to differentiating their Young Master's identities. It wouldn't be wise to slip up now.

"All right." She had already gotten used to his absence. Not bothering to say anything to the man behind her, she quickly raced into her bedroom and laid back on her bed. Maybe she'd be able to talk with Mu Tingxiao tomorrow or later tonight regarding the interview she just had.

As she stared up the ceiling, however, she couldn't help but think back to Mu Jiachen's behavior today.

For someone who had threatened her and teased her to no end these past few days, he surprisingly treated her well today. As for the reason, she didn't know.