150 Flaming Fireworks 1

Startled, he turned to look at her with a slight shock. When he saw that she was trying hard to hide the shyness on her beautiful face, he could not help but laugh, and a rare hint of doting and tenderness appeared in his eyes.

In this distracted moment, he actually felt that they were just like those young and inexperienced, naive couples. Nevertheless, he could deny that this actually felt pretty good.

This feeling was something he had never experienced in more than 30 years. It made him feel contented.

However, she performed so well, so he certainly would not let her suffer a loss. His hand reached out to cup her head. Then, he lowered his head to gently kiss her icy lips...

He did not go too deep and stopped at a brief taste. Otherwise, he was worried that he would not be able to hold himself back. The only who would suffer would be him.

"Let's go home." He breathed in, and then let go of her before starting the car.

The two of them naturally did not know that this scene had all been taken in by Han Yifeng who had dashed out.

The light in their car was turned off. Borrowing the dim yellow light from the streetlights, he could only see that Xi Xiaye was sitting in the car and kissing the man in the driver's seat, but who was he?

The first name that popped into Han Yifeng's mind was Mu Yuchen.

However, this answer was very quickly ruled out.

He thought that just because of the Mu family's huge household and business, someone of Mu Yuchen's stature would have very high standards when choosing his partner. He heard that he did not fancy even the daughter of a military region member or the daughter of an important businessman from New York's Wall Street.

Besides, Mu Yuchen was known to be low-profile, cold and distant from women in the circle. When it came to his sexuality, there were many speculations too.

Being a specially privileged person, Han Yifeng was used to applying his own judgment to examine other people, which was why some things were meant to only brush past him.

"Yifeng, what's wrong?" Xi Xinyi was panting when she chased Han Yifeng out. She saw that he was staring ahead at a far away car and her brows knotted together. "Is it Sister?"

Han Yifeng did not answer. There were too many emotions churning in his eyes. He was trying to see whether he had seen wrongly.

When she saw that he looked out of place, the hands underneath Xi Xinyi's sleeves tightened into balls. Quite a while after, she reached out to pull Han Yifeng's huge hand closer and leaned into his arms. She said disappointedly, "Yifeng, I'm a little tired. Let's go home too, okay?"

Han Yifeng then inhaled vaguely and looked down at the woman in his embrace. Seeing her bright and beautiful face colored with a hurt and vulnerable expression, his handsome tensed up face eased, and then he nodded.

"Thank you, Yifeng! As a reward for you!" Xi Xinyi smiled and then tiptoed to kiss Han Yifeng's thin lips.

Han Yifeng let her kiss him. Then, he looked at her with mixed emotions and thought about it. "Xinyi, don't get to close to other irrelevant men anymore..."

When Han Yifeng said this, Xi Xinyi turned stiff and her expression changed slightly. As she looked distractedly at Han Yifeng, she muttered, "Yifeng, you don't believe me... Sister, she..."

"Let's go home!" Han Yifeng suddenly said exhaustedly...

He needed to investigate what was happening on Xi Xiaye's end!

...

He had to leave last minute for work tomorrow and all the information were in Maple Residence. In fact, some of the documents still needed to be arranged at the last minute, so Mu Yuchen just drove back to Maple Residence.

When they reached home, Mu Yuchen went straight upstairs while Xiaye tidied up all the New Year gifts that his friends had sent over downstairs. Ah Mo had left them in the living room.

When she was done and went upstairs, she did not see him in the side hall. The bedroom was empty too.

She thought about it, and then she walked to the study room.

Indeed, she had just walked to the door when she saw the man's figure sitting by the wide and comfortable desk in his sleeping gown.

"Do you want some supper?" She said as she walked over and stopped by his side.

"I'm not hungry," he answered softly, his gaze shifting from the screen before him to her. He casually took the water and handed it to her. She shook her head and said that she did not want to drink. Her body leaned forward as she looked at the screen in front of him, asking softly, "What are you working on? Hmm? Isn't this my laptop?"

He lowered his head to drink the water before setting the glass aside. Then, his long arms circled her waist and he pulled Xi Xiaye who steadily fell onto his lap.

She was startled for a moment, and before she could react, he had already steadily held her down on his lap, his deep and calm voice came too, "I'm helping you arrange the data analysis."

Her body stiffened for a moment while her other hand subconsciously held onto his shoulder. Noticing his gaze glow with a faint tenderness, she only eased after quite a while. She let go of his shoulder in a daze and turned to look at the dense data analysis on the laptop screen. A smile appeared on her beautiful face. "You are the more considerate boss that I've ever met, Mr. Mu."

"Since I'm so considerate, shouldn't you give me some encouragement? Hmm?"

His low voice had a hint of magnetic raspiness, appearing to sound like it carried a force of seduction. Especially when she gazed into his silent and starry eyes, she saw a black whirlpool that she almost could not escape in them.

She struggled for quite a while, and then under his meaningful gaze, her starry eyes twinkled for a few moments too. Then, her lips parted slightly and her brows raised. "Haven't I praised you? In fact, earlier, didn't I just...?"

As he listened, Mu Yuchen could not help but chuckle softly. The arm he circled around her waist tightened. "Those are two different things. I'm sacrificing my rest time on the first night of the New Year, sacrificing myself for you, yet this is how you're acting? I'm not quite fond of the way you praised me."

"Mu Yuchen, no matter how I look at you right now, you really look just like a profiteer who isn't willing to suffer a loss. Here I was usually thinking that you were a low-profile, profound, elegant man of nobility," she complained with a frown.

When he heard her grumbling, Mu Yuchen raised his handsome brows, his gaze rather thought-provoking. He smiled faintly as he looked at her. "I didn't know that I had such a good image in my Missus' eyes! Then, do you want to know, in your husband's eyes, what kind of image you have?"

"What am I?"

When she heard him, she started to be interested too. Her starry eyes twinkled as she fixed her eyes on him.

The corner of his lips flashed with a meaningful smile, then he leaned down slightly and murmured softly in her ear. Xi Xiaye listened and immediately could not help but be a little shocked. There was some light in her eyes. She was stunned as she looked at him, and her eyes were a little distracted.

His idle hand had already combed through her beautiful black waterfall hair, gently touching her exquisite face as he slowly lowered his head to capture her cold and calm lips...

His familiar fragrance assailed her nostrils. She could feel the man stir up great waves in her mouth, and she trembled slightly for a moment. With no time to think, she involuntarily reached out her slender pair of hands and clutched his shirt, beginning to respond to him with inexperience.