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Moo Nuannuan wrinkled her nose in response. Although Mu Jiachen was handsome, that didn't justify his reckless and shameless actions. "You can say whatever you want," she said snidely. "But appearances are nothing if your personality's a size of a peanut."

Shen Liang shook her head. An unfathomable expression crossed her face as she sighed, taking a sip of her juice. "I just don't get why you aren't drooling after him. You know I won't tell anyone if you do." She winked. "I mean, who wouldn't? Have you ever seen him? He could wear a sack, and he still looked good! I don't know where your eyes have been, but you should start using them."

She moved her hand up and down as if trying to envision Mu Jiachen's face, but it only made her look even more of a hooligan. A few passers-by glanced in her direction albeit curiously, only for her to reel back with a pout. "I just don't get you."

"Please, none of that matters if he's a jerk."

If Moo Nuannuan wanted to admire beauty, she'd gaze at all the pretty flowers on the road. In fact, she didn't have to look at the flowers! All she needed was to look at the sky and admire the colors. Mu Jiachen may be the most handsome man that she'd ever met, but that still didn't make him admirable. Remembering what he had done to her in the past, she suppressed a shudder.

"I actually haven't seen Mu Tingxiao till now. They all shared the same genes, so if he hadn't been disfigured from the kidnapping, he would've been a good-looking man."

She sighed. Her voice was resigned and filled with for a man who she had never met. Although the man was cold and harsh, she could understand where he was coming from. They had never bothered with each other before, but perhaps, that was the reason why she felt more acquainted with him than Mu Jiachen.

"You're telling me you still haven't seen him till now?" Shen Liang almost choked on her drink. "Haven't you been married for two and a half months? He's bound to have seen you, right?"

Upon seeing Nuannuan shrug, she sighed. "Well, I could tell that you're very special to Mu Jiachen. I mean, the man could barely look at me without wanting to murder me, but he's much gentler to you," she slowly said. "It's as if you've known each other for a long time."

Mu Jiachen was gentle? When the hell did that happen?

Moo Nuannuan snorted. "Please, you're watching too much drama."

"Hey, that is so not–" Shen Liang was about to argue when her phone rang out. Upon glancing at the Caller ID, she suppressed a groan and answered it, dissatisfied with what was happening.

It was her manager.

As soon as she hung up, she grabbed her bag. "He asked me to head to the company. There seems to be an emergency meeting," she explained apologetically, rubbing her forehead frustratedly. "I swear, all I ask is for one quiet meal with you without him calling, and he's at it again!"

"I'm not going anywhere you know," Moo Nuannuan teased, waving her hand dismissively. "Go ahead. I'll treat you to a meal once you're finished filming."

After parting ways with her friend, she headed straight back to the villa.

As soon as she walked in, she saw Mu Jiachen seated in the living room.

He still didn't look like he had recovered. He was dressed in a baggy shirt and a pair of pants. There were still dark circles around his eyes, and he still appeared a bit pale, not looking as if he had gotten a wink of sleep. Even then, he was still typing on his laptop, not even bothering to stop and drink his water.

Moo Nuannuan sighed in her heart. Although she didn't like him, she couldn't help but wonder if the man was pushing himself too hard.

The last time he had gotten injured, he asked for her help. That time, she thought that he'd actually faint in front of her, but he continued instructing her as if he got everything under control. After that, he started going at it again as if he hadn't gotten shot. And now, he was doing the same thing. 'Did he think that his body was made of steel or something?'

As if he felt her presence, he looked up, staring into her eyes.

"You're back." His voice was still a bit hoarse, but his words were still firm.

Moo Nuannuan glanced at the computer. "Are you already working? Have you gotten some rest?"

Other than his pale face, she really couldn't tell he was sick given how much he continued to push himself. If she was in his state, she would've already collapsed back onto the bed. At the sight, she couldn't help but feel a bit of respect for the man in front of her.

"I'm fine," Mu Jiachen replied, tapping the keyboard a few times. "I'm just a little hungry."

Thinking back to the phone call he made earlier, she shrugged. "You can let the bodyguards cook–"

"It's awful."

Although he didn't say anything more, Moo Nuannuan understood what he meant. Given that their jobs didn't usually include cooking and the like, it was understandable that they wouldn't be that good at their jobs. She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.

Shi Ye walked over with the medicine and happened to hear his boss's words.

He suppressed the urge to snort.

He had never heard the Young Master say that they were bad at cooking. In fact, he couldn't really care less. No matter how bland the dishes were, he'd still eat them willingly and readily. Yet ever since he married Young Madame, it was as if his boss had reverted to a child–prone to throwing tantrums now and then.

To be honest, if Shi Ye were the one to look at Young Madame, he'd say that she looked extremely ugly. He really didn't know what his boss had seen in her.

However, as his boss cared for her, he'd naturally respect her. Perhaps his boss had an unusual taste.

Moo Nuannuan glanced at the time, only to see that it was around two in the afternoon already. It was two hours past lunchtime.

Seeing that Shi Ye was there, she blinked. "Is Mu Tingxiao at home?"

"Yes," Mu Jiachen answered for him.

"Oh, has he eaten?"

Mu Tingxiao paused, glancing up at Shi Ye as if he was waiting for his reply.

Even the young man had to admire his boss's acting skills. If he weren't such a skilled businessman, he would've suggested that Mu Tingxiao tried to enter the entertainment industry. He'd surely garner a lot of fans, and it wouldn't be just because of his face. "Young Master hasn't eaten yet," Shi Ye responded.

"Ah, great!" Moo Nuannuan's eyes lit up. "I'll head to the kitchen to cook for him. I'll send it to him a bit."

Without another word, she bounced into the kitchen.

The last time she had wanted to cook for Mu Tingxiao, the dish was already eaten up by Mu Jiachen. At the thought of that dreaded night, her hands clenched into fists and she immediately turned away. That wouldn't happen this time! She'd make sure of it!

Mu Tingxiao watched as her expression immediately brightened. For the first time in his life, he couldn't help but feel a bit envious of himself.

Shi Ye grabbed one of the medicinal pills and handed it to his boss.

However, Mu Tingixiao didn't take it, his gaze still trained to the direction where Moo Nuannuan had gone to. "Do you think she's stupid?" His voice was dripping with incredulity. "She didn't want to please a guy who's normal, and instead want to please a cripple. Who in their right mind would do that? Or...do you think she's still pretending?"

Shi Ye stayed quiet for a while. Young Master had always been a cold person. In fact, some may even assume that he was incapable of love, given that he had never taken a woman into his room before. Yet ever since the Young Madame entered into his life, he'd deliberately provoke her in hopes of getting a reaction from her. Did he really have feelings for her? If so, why was he still beating around the bush?

"I...Young Master seems quite interested in Young Madame."

"You haven't answered my question."

"I...What I meant was that Young Madame doesn't seem stupid," he hurriedly said. "That may be what many have seen upon first glance, but everything she has done in the past–they all seem meticulous. If there's something she's not, it's simple."

"Hm..."

If it weren't for Mu Tingxiao and Shi Ye's help in taking care of some of the other matters regarding Young Madame Mu's identity, the other members of the Mu family wouldn't have sat so still upon hearing all these scandals online. Given that they cared so much about their reputation, if they hadn't been sated by Mu Tingxiao, they would've found trouble with her.

In the kitchen, Moo Nuannuan was cooking up a pot of vegetable porridge and a bunch of steamed veggies to nourish his health. Although Mu Jiachen had mentioned how much Mu Tingxiao liked spicy food, she didn't believe him. After all, he had already fooled her once.

Besides, no matter what kind of taste Mu Tingxiao liked, cooking light dishes was healthier for him. It was still the right choice.

After cooking the rice, she placed a serving of each vegetable on the tray for Mu Tingxiao. The leftovers were placed on the table for Mu Jiachen.

Shi Ye had just walked into the dining room right on time. "Young Madame, give me Young Master's portion," he said, stretching out his hand.

"Will he be out in the afternoon?"

"I...I'm not sure." Shi Ye suppressed a groan. Truly, when would his days of lying come to an end? "I will update you on this matter."

When he left, Mu Jiachen entered the dining room.

Upon seeing the plain vegetable porridge and the other steamed veggies, he frowned. "Why are they all vegetables?" He stared at them, and a dissatisfied glint flashed in his eyes. It was in this instance where she could compare him to a small child.

Pouring him a cup of hot water, Moo Nuannuan raised her eyebrow. "You were just sick, were you not? What else do you expect? Some Malachian hot pot?" She snorted. "Do you really want to put your health at risk? Do you want to die?"

As soon as the words slipped past her lips, she immediately flushed. Maybe that wasn't the smartest choice of words.

Ugh, why would she care for his health anyway?

However, Mu Jiachen didn't lose his temper. Instead, he picked up his chopsticks and started to eat slowly. Although the food was plain, it still wasn't that bad–holding a little bit of flavor that made the entire meal slightly more bearable. He exhaled.

Moo Nuannuan stared at the sidelines, watching the way he ate the porridge non-stop. For someone who was so sick, his appetite was still good.

Perhaps Mu Jiachen was really built differently, she mused to herself. He didn't look like he's affected by these types of sicknesses and injuries. Maybe what would get his body to stop functioning was only death itself. Shaking her head, she watched from afar as he ate in silence.

When he had finished eating, he assigned someone else to clean the kitchen. Seeing that she had no other business with him, she headed straight to her bedroom.

Moo Nuannuan turned on her computer and logged into her Weibo. Moo Wanqi's explicit videos were still on the top trending list, despite being suppressed just this morning. "It actually hit number one," she murmured in amazement, rubbing her eyes to see if she had read that right.

She scrolled down a few times only to see that she had really seen it right. Did Shen Liang pay some money to get it up the ranks even if she said that she wouldn't? Her eyebrows furrowed as her eyes flickered to her phone. Should she give her a call?