C7 A Look of Enjoyment

Mu Chengyang seemed to think I was just trying to be difficult. With a tone full of disbelief and mockery, he said, "Weren't you the one eager to get into my bed, Xu Ximo? Playing hard to get now is a bit late."

I shot back, "Mu Chengyang, I'm not interested in you anymore. I called because I have something important to discuss."

With skepticism and a hint of ridicule, Mu Chengyang replied, "Empire State Building, Room 3206. If you want to talk, come over." Then he hung up.

Since you were never in my heart, no matter how charming you try to be, I remain indifferent.

Though I was reluctant to go to the hotel Mu Chengyang mentioned, I remembered Muh Linfeng's request and decided to make the trip.

When I reached the hotel entrance, I stayed calm and gently knocked on the door.

From inside, Mu Chengyang's cold voice said, "Come in."

As I pushed the door open, I saw a stunning model stepping out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a bikini, looking very alluring.

I quickly scanned the room for Mu Chengyang and finally spotted him in the open bathroom door.

Mu Chengyang was lounging comfortably in a bathtub, looking quite pleased with himself.

Sensing my gaze, he turned his eyes to meet mine, exuding an air of superiority.

Seeing Mu Chengyang standing there without a stitch of clothing, I couldn't help but feel a wave of embarrassment and my face flushed. I froze for a moment.

The young model seemed to sense the awkward tension between us and, with a sharp tone and an air of displeasure, asked, "What is this lady doing here?" Her voice carried a hint of possessiveness.

Before I could respond, Mu Chengyang pointed at the model and commanded, "You, out!"

The model, seemingly oblivious to the situation, turned back with a pouty look, trying to appeal to Mu Chengyang.

Unmoved, Mu Chengyang maintained his icy demeanor, tossed a check her way, and curtly said, "Leave!" His tone was absolute.

I glanced at the amount on the check and felt a shiver; it was enough to save Muh Linfeng's company. The model, noticing Mu Chengyang's expression, seemed a bit frightened and, though unhappy, reluctantly left.

Catching my gaze, Mu Chengyang smirked dismissively and said, "Xu Ximo, you've really gone downhill these past few years. I used to throw checks with even larger amounts your way, and you didn't even blink. Now you're tempted by this?"

I had no retort to Mu Chengyang's mockery. The truth was, I was tempted by that sum. I needed it to save Muh Linfeng's company.

I ignored Mu Chengyang's sarcastic remark, deciding to wait until he finished his shower and got dressed before discussing anything with him. Seeing that I didn't respond, he unexpectedly demanded, "Ximo, come in and scrub my back! Otherwise, don't expect to talk about anything!"

Hearing such an unreasonable request, I hesitated. After all, I'm now Muh Linfeng's wife, and scrubbing Mu Chengyang's back seemed too much. Noticing my reluctance, Mu Chengyang chuckled and said, "Have you forgotten how eager you used to be to serve me? You couldn't wait to take care of me. Why so coy now? Playing hard to get isn't fun if you overdo it." His mocking expression gradually turned serious.

Watching his growing impatience, I thought of Muh Linfeng's business and reluctantly entered the bathroom, picking up the tools to scrub Mu Chengyang's back.