C7 Mental Trauma

Yuen Chuan, who was lying on the bed, felt very unfamiliar, especially when she saw Mu Yanbing slowly walking towards her after closing the door. His eyes were not like the ice in the past. There was a trace of tenderness in the warm orange light.

Yuen Chuan clenched her hands tightly and her breathing was a little nervous.

This seemed to be the first time the two of them slept together.

Although she and Mu Yanbing had been married for a period of time, the two of them rarely met. To her, Mu Yanbing was the most familiar stranger.

...

Yuen Chuan lay on the side of the bed and curled up by the side.

After removing her makeup, her skin was still clean and flawless. A pair of large black eyes with her eyelashes rolled up and her soft lips were slightly pink.

Mu Yanbing suddenly felt hot and hot in his lower abdomen. He knew that the medicine had acted up, so he could only suppress the heat with a dark face.

Yuen Chuan quietly lay by the side. Mu Yanbing looked at her for a while and also laid down without saying a word.

Yuen Chuan kept staring at the ceiling above her head. The night was getting deeper and deeper. Yuen Chuan, who originally thought that she would not sleep for the whole night, also seemed to fall asleep in a daze.

Suddenly, a warm and soft object was covered on her lips and then something wet and slippery pried open her lips.

Yuen Chuan suddenly widened her eyes. Mu Yanbing actually kissed her lips!

Her entire body was so stiff that she could not move.

In the darkness, Mu Yanbing closed his eyes. It was not clear whether his consciousness was awake or blurry. Yuen Chuan only felt that his entire body was boiling. Even the breath that came out from the tip of his nose was unusually hot.

She wanted to open her mouth to speak but was tightly entangled by Mu Yanbing's tongue. The sound of debilitating water could be heard in the air.

His kiss was warm and impatient. It was completely different from his usual appearance of Mu Bing. This kiss was burning hot, as if it was going to burn people. The deeper the kiss went, the less steady his breathing became.

Mu Yanbing seemed to have found the source of release in his daze. He leaned closer to her, and his hands unconsciously wanted to remove the fabric in front of him.

"Uh..." Yuen Chuan's expression changed and she instinctively pushed Mu Yanbing away.

"Bang! Mu Yanbing, who was in a semi-coma, was pushed far away. The back of his head hit the bedside table behind him and he groaned in pain on the spot.

But he immediately became obedient. He did not know whether he fainted or fell asleep.

Yuen Chuan's face turned from red to white. She quickly crawled over to check Mu Yanbing's condition. Seeing that he seemed to have just fallen asleep, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

She... seemed to have left a shadow in her heart because of that incident in the washroom.

This time, she really could not fall asleep.

She opened her eyes until dawn broke and Mu Yanbing woke up.

Yuen Chuan hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. Occasionally, she carefully opened a slit and peeked.

The lust in Mu Yanbing's eyes had not completely faded. His face was very ugly. He frowned and touched a spot on the back of his head. Yuen Chuan was so scared that she quickly closed her eyes.

She felt that the gaze that was hard to ignore fell on her pretending to sleep face in the next second. She felt nervous and stood still on the bed.

After a long time, she finally heard the sound of the bed opening and the door opening. Mu Yanbing went out.

Yuen Chuan did not know whether to continue lying or to get up, but the phone on the bed suddenly rang.

It was an unknown number.

Yuen Chuan touched the phone. " Hello? "

A gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello, is this Miss Yuen Chuan?"

" I am. Is there anything I can help you with? "

"Hello, I am the assistant in charge of MR Feng. It is like this. Previously, you submitted a resume and a song to us online. After looking at it, MR Feng felt that it was not bad and decided to invite you for an internship..."

Inviting her for an internship!

Yuen Chuan instantly widened her eyes!

Mister Feng, that brilliant and famous Mister Feng, actually acknowledged her own work!

Yuen Chuan suppressed the wild joy in her heart and steadied her voice, saying, "Alright, it is my great honor to be able to obtain Mr. Feng's affirmation..."

The other party said, "Okay, Miss Su, we will send you an email later. You can just come over tomorrow at the address. Do you have any other questions?"

"No, no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Yuen Chuan sat in a daze on the bed for a full three minutes.

Writing songs had always been her hobby. It seemed that she was born to have feelings for the melody. The melody that she had heard once could be immediately restored on the five-line spectrum. She had heard a tune or seen a good phrase. She would be able to make a complete song based on the characteristics of the song.

And tomorrow, she would finally become the assistant of Mr. Mir Feng. This feeling of advancing towards her dream was really like a dream.

The joy in her heart faded away. She finally mustered up the courage to change her clothes and leave the bedroom. The entire Mu family's old residence was already empty.

The Mu family's maid came forward and said, "Miss, young master has already left. Madam suddenly wanted to go see the sea at dawn. Master took Madam out overnight. Breakfast is ready. Miss, are you eating now?"

Their relationship was really good. Yuen Chuan imagined Molan acting like a spoiled child towards the indifferent Mu Yufeng and smiled slightly.

After eating, Yuen Chuan left the old house and returned to the villa of Mu family.

As expected, Mu Yanbing was not there.

The next day, Yuen Chuan went to Mr. Feng's office as promised.

Mr. Feng hadn't arrived yet. The secretary brought a cup of coffee. After Yuen Chuan politely thanked him, she started to size up the place.

It had to be said that this office was very neat and clean.

She had seen the territory of many song writers. The pages of the paper and compositions had been thrown everywhere. The pencil and eraser could be seen everywhere, as if the degree of chaos had something to do with the inspiration.

And Mr. Feng... Yuen Chuan swept a glance and only saw a simple sofa desk and a white bookshelf on the wall. There were greenery by the window.

If not for the triangular piano beside her, she would have suspected that such a clean and tidy office, which was like a model room, belonged to a famous musician.

Artists all had strange hobbies that were different from ordinary people. Maybe this MR Feng was a germaphobe?

"Wait here for a while. Mr. Feng will be here soon."

After saying that, the secretary turned around and walked out of the room, leaving Yuen Chuan alone.

Unexpectedly, she waited for two hours.

Yuen Chuan was bored to death as she picked up the magazine on the table and flipped through it. Coincidentally, she saw an interview. At this time, the most popular female singer, Fan Yin, was still singing a song of nature on the stage of ten thousand people. And her composer was Mr. Feng!

Fan Yin said that his song had the power to affect people's hearts.

As he was looking, the door to the room was suddenly pulled open. A tall man walked in with a cup of coffee in his hand.

Seeing Yuen Chuan sitting on the sofa, he frowned and said rudely, "Don't you know you can't come in here casually?"

Yuen Chuan quickly stood up, "That, I am the assistant of Mr Feng who came for my internship today..."

The man looked at her suspiciously and then walked to the desk. He took out a few pieces of paper from the drawer and handed it to Yuen Chuan.

Yuen Chuan took it and saw that it was actually her previous submission!

Could it be that this person was Mr. Feng? !