Chapter 57

C57 – Who’s Your Wife?

It turned out that he was speaking so casually to someone else.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

Shang Xiaojie’s heart clenched again, causing him to pale as he covered his chest, feeling the pain.

His heart was in agony, throbbing and throbbing.

Shang Xiaojie couldn’t fathom why, but witnessing Mu Sifa harmoniously interacting with others caused an inexplicable ache in his heart.

“What’s the matter, Xiaojie? Feeling uncomfortable?”

Mu Xiaoxiao glanced over her shoulder and noticed that Shang Xiaojie hadn’t followed. Seeing him pause and clutch his heart, she thought something might be wrong with him.

“No, it’s nothing. My heart just feels a little uneasy. It’s okay.”

He replied with a smile that seemed very endearing but tinged with a touch of pallor.

“Really? Your expression suggests otherwise!”

“No, no, I’m perfectly fine,” Shang Xiaojie hurriedly waved his hand, afraid of interrupting Mu Sifa’s work. Under Mu Sifa’s interesting gaze, Shang Xiaojie’s entire body turned red, and his heart raced like crazy.

Mu Sifa’s expression was quite captivating, making people feel restless.

Mu Sifa’s smile widened, and he playfully beckoned Shang Xiaojie over, “Come here.”

Though it sounded like an order, it had such a sweet tone that it made Shang Xiaojie blush again.

Biting his lips and glancing at the twinkling lights, Shang Xiaojie nervously tugged at the corner of his clothes, then cautiously walked towards Mu Sifa, holding his breath the entire time.

When he stood before Mu Sifa, he tightly lowered his head, too shy and embarrassed to meet his gaze. In a soft and adorable voice, he asked, “What are you up to?”

Although his voice was soft, it was soothing to hear and made people want to pinch him, adding a cute quality to his words.

“Oh, nothing. I don’t see anything wrong with calling my wife over, right?” Mu Sifa loved it when Shang Xiaojie showed his helplessness and blushing face before him.

“Who’s your wife? Stop saying that,” Shang Xiaojie retorted, but it didn’t seem like she was angry like before. Instead, she looked shyly at the ground beneath her feet.

Mu Sifa didn’t get angry; instead, he lifted his chin and asked with a smile, “If I still call you that, what else would you do to me? Hit me? Or perhaps scold me with your blushing face?” He teased playfully.

“Who, who’s blushing?” He immediately knocked off Mu Sifa’s hand. Though he didn’t want to blush, he seemed so embarrassed that he could practically drip water. It was a total crime.