Chapter 108

C108 – Wife Sorry

“Hello? Is there anyone around? Help, please!”

Shang Xiaojie had been calling out for nearly three hours, yet no one had responded. Desperation weighed heavily on him, and he let out a weary sigh as he tapped on the door. Fortunately, he had not reached the point of tears.

“Honestly, even half a ghost would do! What’s the matter with this door!”

Shang Xiaojie seemed to be the only one capable of maintaining composure after being trapped for so long.

“Is Mu Sifa still occupied? I had no idea I’d be gone for so long.”nove(l)bi(n.)com

He sighed once more and furrowed his brow suddenly. “Brother Under Heaven is in the same boat; why hasn’t he come looking for me? It’s been quite some time.”

His frustration finally surfaced. Yet, he refrained from screaming and banging on the door. Instead, he simply sighed and pouted, exuding an endearing quality.

“Ugh, this is so boring! When will someone come? What time is it now? Did I miss the movie? Where’s Mu Sifa? Has he finished what he was doing? Or is he caught up with another surgery? Remember when he asked me to go to the movies?”

Shang Xiaojie worried that Mu Sifa might be upset about his sudden disappearance; after all, Wu Tie’s anger wasn’t something to be taken lightly.

“Brother Under Heaven, why didn’t you say anything?”

“I was just about to ask why you didn’t say anything!” However, when the door swung open, it was Mu Sifa who entered his field of vision.

Shang Xiaojie blinked in disbelief, as if he thought he was seeing things.

“M-Mu Sifa?” Those caught off guard were bewildered, unsure of how to react.

He had naturally hoped it would be Mu Sifa who came looking for him. Yet, when Mu Sifa actually stood before him, his expression betrayed astonishment.

Meanwhile, Mu Sifa remained silent. Instead, he gently embraced Shang Xiaojie and apologized in an uncomfortable tone, “Wife, I’m sorry.”

Mu Sifa offered an immediate apology and held him tightly. Shang Xiaojie, somewhat bewildered, patted his back reassuringly, saying, “It’s alright, it’s alright,” as if consoling Mu Sifa.

At that moment, he also noticed that Mu Sifa’s clothes were damp with sweat, and his breathing was rapid, as if he had hurried over.