Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today-Chapter 97 - Hes Just a Fool_1

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 He’s Just a Fool_1

Chapter 97 -97 He’s Just a Fool_1

Su Wanxia couldn’t help but smile awkwardly again.

“By the way, Wanxia–” Mu Chuyang started to speak but then hesitated.

Su Wanxia raised her eyebrows at him, “What’s wrong?”

“That, how did you make my big brother stay in the company’s rest room?” Mu Chuyang finally couldn’t hold back his intense curiosity and blurted it out.

He really hadn’t expected, upon returning from his business trip, to hear so many explosive pieces of news.

Things like his big brother openly showing affection with her at the company, his big brother bringing back a white lotus, and his big brother sleeping in the company’s rest room.

To him, each piece of news was super explosive.

He could understand his big brother showing affection with her, but the white lotus he brought back was something he just couldn’t comprehend at all.

And then there was the fact that his big brother actually slept in the rest room last night!

This series of news truly shocked him.

When Su Wanxia heard what Mu Chuyang said, the corners of her mouth twitched endlessly. How was it her doing that made his big brother stay in the rest room?

It was his own choice to stay there; what did that have to do with her?

“You’ll have to ask him about that,” Su Wanxia pretended to know nothing as well.

“Ask him?” This time Ji Hua couldn’t hold back either.

Mu Chuyang didn’t know what was going on between them, whereas he knew a bit more.

It was certainly because the two of them had some conflict again.

He went to the president’s office early in the morning, thinking he would see his big brother focused on working in front of the computer as usual, but instead, he saw him tying his tie as he walked out of the rest room.

At that moment, he was startled; he thought Wanxia might also be inside. He peeked in, but there was no one there, and he almost dropped his jaw in shock. He was so curious, but he didn’t dare to ask; the situation was obviously unusual, and if he asked, wouldn’t that be like walking into the line of fire?

It wasn’t until nearly the end of the afternoon when he was called into the office and told to check on Wanxia.

From what he understood, Wanxia was at his villa.

But why didn’t he go back to check on her himself and instead asked him to do it?

And all his big brother said was, “See if her foot is better.” Then he said nothing else.

But now it seemed that the two of them were probably having some kind of a tiff again.

“Wanxia, is your foot really better now?” Ji Hua asked.

“Yes, it was never serious, okay?” Su Wanxia gave him an annoyed look.

“Oh, good.” Then he could go back and report.

“Have you guys had dinner yet?”

“No, I just got to the company from the flight and he dragged me here,” Mu Chuyang complained, then he looked around and sighed, “However, I’ve never been here before; my big brother sure knows how to keep his romantic affairs secret, not even letting us come and hang out here.”

Upon hearing Mu Chuyang’s words, Su Wanxia felt a vein twitching on her temples.

“I don’t live here, so stop with the talk of secret affairs!”

“Heh, pretend I didn’t say anything, pretend I didn’t say anything,” Mu Chuyang said with a smile, grinning sheepishly.

Su Wanxia glared at them again, then said, “Then stay here for dinner tonight.” Eating alone is really boring.

“Sure, I’d love to,” Mu Chuyang said, his face beaming with joy.

“Yeah, my big brother’s chef cooks first-rate dishes,” Ji Hua agreed enthusiastically.

“What, was the meal I cooked last time not delicious?” Su Wanxia looked at Ji Hua with a smile.

When Ji Hua heard Su Wanxia, his expression stiffened, “Uh, it was okay, it was okay.” But inside he thought: Ma’am, I dare not eat the meals you cook ever again.

“Wanxia, I didn’t expect you to cook too?” Mu Chuyang looked incredulous.

“Yeah, my cooking, your big brother said it was delicious,” Su Wanxia said calmly.

“Really? Then when will you let me taste your cooking?”

“Sure, that’s a piece of cake.”

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“Great, I’ll be waiting.”

“Mhm.”

Ji Hua listened to their back and forth conversation, unable to control the twitch at the corner of his mouth, then looked at Mu Chuyang with sympathy as he eagerly anticipated, silently thinking to himself: Ah, poor kid.

Ji Hua and Mu Chuyang accompanied Su Wanxia for dinner that evening, and their chatter at the dinner table was lively and animated.

Mu Chuyang kept pouring out his grievances to Su Wanxia, and Ji Hua would laugh gleefully at his side.

Whenever Su Wanxia brought up Gong Yining, it was Mu Chuyang’s turn to watch and laugh, which was utterly amusing.

However, whenever they mentioned Mu Yingchen, Su Wanxia would fall silent.

After dinner, Ji Hua and Mu Chuyang stayed for a while before getting up to leave.

The villa became quiet once again, feeling somewhat desolate.

After washing up, Su Wanxia stood at the window of her bedroom, wearing her pajamas.

Looking out at the deep night sky, she couldn’t help but wonder, what is he doing right now?

Actually, she was someone who feared loneliness, but she didn’t know when she had started to get accustomed to being alone.

She was staying in his villa, in his room, yet he was not there.

Was it because she told him she didn’t want to see him, so he chose to stay at the company? How silly could he be? Such a fool—he had so many rooms to choose from; couldn’t he just pick any one of them?

It was as if she was the one who didn’t allow him to come back home.

She lifted her hand and began absentmindedly drawing on the glass.

Only when she stopped did she realize what she had inadvertently drawn.

Achen—

Those two characters had long been deeply engraved in her heart, indelible.

Did she miss him?

She sighed, gave a bitter smile, shook her head, and gently pulled the curtains closed, shutting out the cool night air outside.

She lay down in bed, breathing in his faint scent, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Su Wanxia was pacing barefoot beside the bed.

She was secretly delighted, thinking that as long as she didn’t touch it, she could no longer feel the pain.

But—

She stopped in her tracks. If he didn’t let her go to the office today, wouldn’t she have to stay here another day? No way, that would be so boring.

Moreover, staying here meant she couldn’t do anything, and with no one to chat with, she would feel stifled.

As she pondered how to make the day less boring, her phone suddenly rang.

Looking at the caller ID, her eyes narrowed into a smile.

“Yirou.”

“Wanxia, are you free to hang out today?”

“I am free, but I can’t go out to play,” Su Wanxia said pitifully.

“What happened? Why can’t you come out?” Yan Yirou shouted into the phone.

“Ah, my foot got twisted—”

“How did you twist your foot again, how is it, is it serious?” Yan Yirou interrupted loudly before Su Wanxia could finish.

“It’s already better, Miss Yan, but going out today seems unlikely.” There were so many servants watching at the door and downstairs, she couldn’t leave unless she called Mu Yingchen. If he agreed, then maybe she’d have a chance.