C8 Kiddo Saw Mu Tingsu

A red sedan pulled up silently outside the estate. The stylishly dressed woman behind the wheel sported oversized sunglasses that obscured half her face, concealing most of her emotions.

"Even if my brother were to wake up one day, he'd still be a married man," the man in the passenger seat remarked, his lips curling into a faint smile, a touch of coldness in his eyes. "After all these years, if he truly cared for you, he would've called off the engagement long ago. The Ye family's small business is hardly worth mentioning."

Not calling off the engagement simply meant Mu Tingsu didn't want to.

The woman remained silent, her grip on the steering wheel tightening. "Once he wakes up... he's definitely going to divorce that woman!"

"You're only fooling yourself," the man scoffed dismissively.

Lin Feidi turned to him, her face stormy with anger. "Mu Tingsen, my affairs are none of your concern. Get out of the car! Get out!"

With a smirk, Mu Tingsen complied, exiting the car without further comment.

The red sedan executed a graceful U-turn and sped off.

Mu Tingsen's eyes narrowed. "You're relentless. He's in a vegetative state, and you won't let go. He's married, and still, you cling on. Will you only give up when he's dead?"

Meanwhile, inside the estate, Ye Jianjia was escorted upstairs to meet Mu Tingsu.

The manor boasted several villas, one of which was converted into a fully-equipped private hospital, staffed with doctors and nurses devoted solely to the Mu family's eldest son, Mu Tingsu.

The room's decor strayed from the typical stark white of hospital wards, opting instead for a sophisticated shade of grey, which extended to the bedding.

The man lay there in silence, his lips gently closed, his complexion deathly pale. Despite his illness, his features were sharply defined and strikingly handsome. If not for his current state, a little grooming would reveal a truly breathtaking man.

Ye Jianjia watched him, a sigh of regret escaping her. Such a shame that this divine-looking handsome hunk was in such a state.

Standing beside Ye Jianjia was a middle-aged man impeccably dressed in a black suit. He was the manor's butler, Ouyang Zhi.

"Miss Ye, from today onwards, you are the young master's wife, the young madam of the Mu family," Ouyang Zhi stated, his face devoid of emotion. "As the young master's wife, you are expected to reside here and keep him company."

Ye Jianjia hadn't anticipated this requirement and felt a wave of panic. Was her freedom going to be curtailed? How was that any different from being in prison? And the thought of not seeing her kiddo for an extended period was unbearable!

"May I go home to pack my belongings?" she inquired.

Ouyang Zhi shook his head. "You misunderstand, Young Madam. As of today, you are the lady of this manor. You are free to do as you please, aside from your residence here."

"Free?" Ye Jianjia cautiously probed, "Free to come and go? You won't impose restrictions or track my movements?"

"As long as you do nothing to tarnish the young master's reputation," Ouyang Zhi clarified.

"Never, absolutely not!" Ye Jianjia hastily assured him, raising her hand as if taking an oath, "Whether in private or in public, I will be the epitome of a 'perfect wife,' staunchly upholding Mu Tingsu's good name!"

Ouyang Zhi narrowed his eyes briefly before resuming his impassive demeanor. "It's good that you understand."

Pointing outside, Ye Jianjia asked, "So, may I... leave now?"

"Yes, I will arrange for someone to escort you back."

"There's no need for that," Ye Jianjia insisted firmly. "I can return on my own. Rest assured, I will be back tonight."

With a cold yet respectful tone, Ouyang Zhi conceded, "As you wish, Young Madam."

"So, I may leave?" Ye Jianjia sought confirmation.

Ouyang Zhi gave a slight nod, watching her depart.

Ye Jianjia mused to herself in surprise, "So... this much freedom?" It seemed the role of Mrs. Mu might not be so challenging after all.