Chapter 301

Chapter 301 - You Didn't Hurt Me Just Now

Mu Sifa felt his blood surging in reverse, and his body quivered in place. He never anticipated Xiang Yang's abrupt termination of the call, let alone the words uttered.

“You insolent child, it seems you're tempting fate!” Mu Sifa's countenance morphed into a visage akin to a possessed spirit, his patience strained to its limits.

Just as Shang Cijie concluded his shower and emerged, the sight of Mu Sifa on the balcony seized his heart with unease. Never before had he witnessed Mu Sifa so consumed by fury.

“What's wrong with you?”

Shang Cijie queried cautiously, clutching his bathrobe tightly, speculating that Mu Sifa's ire stemmed from being excluded from the bathroom.

Upon hearing the voice behind him, Mu Sifa swiftly masked his anger with a smile. Approaching Shang Cijie, he spoke reassuringly, “It's alright, I'll step out to fetch Mingming later. Just wait for me obediently in the room.” With those words, Mu Sifa stood before Shang Cijie, bending to plant a kiss atop his head and tenderly caressing it.

“I need to dry my hair before bed. I got a bit damp.” The entire interaction exuded an extraordinary gentleness, a stark contrast to Mu Sifa's prior rage.

Shang Cijie remained silent, his gaze fixed upon Mu Sifa. Was there something amiss? Since the waiter's interruption, an unsettling feeling lingered, though indescribable. Earlier, there was fury, yet now, a smile adorned his face.

“Are you keeping something from me?” Shang Cijie voiced the question gnawing at his mind, his eyes locked on Mu Sifa, seeking any hint in his expression.

That's what he presumed, hence Shang Cijie's response.

“Really?”

Mu Sifa didn't divulge the truth. Instead, he diverted the conversation to Shang Cijie's interests, cherishing the embrace of Shang Cijie's tender form.

“Truly, must I admit it!?” Shang Cijie, feeling bashful, playfully struck Mu Sifa's chest.

Departing, Mu Sifa found solace in seeing Shang Cijie behave like a pampered child.

“Drive carefully. Don't rush; there's plenty of traffic at night.” Shang Cijie withdrew from Mu Sifa's embrace, adjusting his attire while reminding him, in a manner akin to a spouse, to be cautious.

“Okay, I'll be cautious.”

Mu Sifa couldn't bear to part from Shang Cijie at this moment, but circumstances dictated otherwise. With Shang Mingming still in Xiangyang's clutches, he had to rescue him.

“Then I'll be off. Rest well!”

“Alright.” Ye Zichen bid farewell with a sweet smile, watching Mu Sifa depart.