Chapter 307

Chapter 307 - It Was Long Since Eaten Dry

“Do you think ‘Xiaobai' is a term you can use? Don't disgust me with your foul language.”

Mu Xiaobai's spiteful remarks in return for Xiao Yi's smiling visage left a sense of repulsion.

Yet, aware of Mu Xiaobai's penchant for such comments, Xiao Yi remained unperturbed, stating, “Escort the young master upstairs, ensure his safety.”

Despite this assurance, it was evident he intended to confine Mu Xiaobai, preventing his involvement.

His subordinates exchanged uneasy glances. None dared to intervene; after all, Mu Xiaobai was their boss's son! Who would dare to act against him?

“What's the matter? Have you all gone deaf?” Xiao Yi's countenance abruptly shifted.

His men quivered but hesitated to advance. Just as Xiao Yi seemed poised to erupt in fury again, Mu Cheng emerged from the throng, positioning himself before Mu Xiaobai.

“What's this? You dare to lay hands on me?” Mu Xiaobai glared defiantly, his demeanor brazenly impish.

Mu Cheng remained silent, gripping Mu Xiaobai's wrist firmly to forestall further provocation, then proceeded to drag him away.

“Release me, I won't go anywhere. Give Mingming back to me!”

Unfazed, Wu kicked the door ajar and ushered Mu Xiaobai into the room.

Abruptly, a shudder ran through Mu Xiaobai's frame as he perceived a palpable tension enveloping the darkness within the room.

“What do you intend? Release me, I refuse to...”

Uttering frantic protests, the purpose of which remained unclear.

Mu Cheng maintained silence as he deposited Mu Xiaobai onto the bed.

Startled, Mu Xiaobai's heart pounded violently within his chest. Hastily, he scrambled from the bed, only to be restrained by Mu Cheng and pressed back down.

“Could you be any louder?”

Mu Cheng finally spoke, his voice deep and familiar to Mu Xiaobai, unchanged over time.

In that moment, it was as though Mu Xiaobai had been transported back to the night when Mu Cheng had tended to him, calming his agitated heart.

“Don't act recklessly. I-I'm not the same feeble boy I once was.”

Despite his posture of defiance, he appeared as fragile as a fledgling.

Mu Cheng regarded Mu Xiaobai impassively, yet beneath his gaze, a subtle tenderness flickered as he observed the person beneath him.