She wanted to see something on his face, but a poker face was just that, a poker face.
Hmph.
She was going to show him what kind of person his lotus-like fiancée really was!
Yan Zhenzhen wanted to keep up her act, but when she saw Qiao An raise her hand, the lesson she had just learned suddenly came back to her.
Her face was still hurting, and if she were hit again, her face would probably be ruined!
Forget it!
A wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him!
Yan Zhenzhen comforted herself internally, but outwardly she still put on a very disdainful and arrogant air, “What else could I say?
Of course I was talking about your shameless obstruction of Brother Jingxi and Qingxin getting their marriage certificate.”
“What exactly did you say?”
Yan Zhenzhen thought carefully and realized… Ji Qingxin hadn’t actually said anything particularly infuriating.
She was just an observer at the time, standing up for her in indignation, that’s all.
Moreover, since her friend was wronged and she happened to have a bit of a connection with Mu Jingxi, she had angrily come looking for trouble with Qiao An.
She was convinced that Mu Jingxi wouldn’t give her a hard time for a stranger’s sake.
He would definitely let her off, considering her cousin’s feelings.
Everything was planned out, but to her surprise, Mu Jingxi hadn’t spared her!
“I forgot.”
Yan Zhenzhen’s expression froze; how could she dare tell Qiao An that Ji Qingxin hadn’t said anything excessive at all, and everything was just her being meddlesome and standing up for her?
And to think that she stumbled so badly on her first try.
“You forgot?” Qiao An didn’t believe it, her lips curving into a shallow, mocking cold smile, “That’s really a convenient excuse.”
Slender hand raised.
The guard lifted his hand, ready to strike down.
Yan Zhenzhen closed her eyes tightly, crying out in fear, “Qingxin didn’t say anything, just that you deliberately jumped into the swimming pool to attract Brother Jingxi’s attention!”
Qiao An: “…”
Ji Qingxin wasn’t wrong; she did indeed deliberately jump into the pool and did indeed want to draw Mu Jingxi’s attention to stop him from registering to marry Ji Qingxin.
There was no other reason; she just didn’t want Ji Qingxin to have her way.
But what was with this Yan Zhenzhen?
A few words from Ji Qingxin and she got so hot-headed and angry, coming to her, Qiao An, to seek revenge for Ji Qingxin.
You had to say, her caliber was simply not enough to play with Ji Qingxin.
“Don’t you walk away!”
The corners of Qiao An’s mouth twitched slightly, and she turned around, “Kid, don’t mess with me.”
Mu Shaoxi’s chubby little face was taut, hands on hips, looking up at her defiantly with the air of a little teapot, “You hit my aunt, I’ll tell father and have him beat you up!”
“Hahaha…
That’s hilarious; calling your parents because you can’t win yourself.
Kids are just kids, so juvenile!”
The last two words, Qiao An deliberately emphasized.
Mu Shaoxi was taken aback for a moment, and in his confusion, he asked, “Uncle, is she mocking Shaoxi?”
Mu Jingxi seriously replied, “Yes.”
The little guy, having been mocked, his delicate little face turned tomato-red, and he grabbed Mu Jingxi’s trouser leg with his little claws, “Uncle, beat her up!”
Qiao An scoffed mercilessly, “Only those with no ability call for their parents; if you’re capable, you do it yourself.”
“You…” Mu Shaoxi’s little mouth pouted high in anger.
Raising her hand, she gave him a hard knock on the head.
Qiao An’s eyes narrowed as she warned him, “Don’t mess with me in the future, or I’ll stuff you into the toilet and flush you away.”
“Uncle, save me!”
Qiao An: “…”
A kid was indeed just a kid.
Mu Jingxi held the flailing Mu Shaoxi, his deep gaze complexly fixed on Qiao An’s slender retreating figure.
……
The next day, morning.
Just after breakfast, the base personnel had already arrived at the Main Building to escort Qiao An.
“Mu Shao, we’ve come to pick up Miss Qiao,” the leading man said, clad in a black uniform.
Mu Jingxi nodded slightly.
He had received a message the night before that Qiao An would be going to the base today.
As for him, he was to accompany Qiao An, ensuring her personal safety.
“She’s still asleep, please wait a moment.”
The man glanced at his watch.
It would take some time to travel from the Main Building to the base.
If they delayed any longer, they might disrupt the schedule.
The man looked troubled, “Mu Shao, could you please hurry Miss Qiao?”
“Just a moment.”
At the bedroom door, Mu Jingxi stopped in his tracks and raised his hand to knock.
Knock knock knock—
Inside the bedroom, there was no response.
He frowned and knocked again.
Knock knock knock—
Mu Jingxi’s handsome face darkened as he quickly turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.
The bedroom curtains were tightly closed, plunging the room into darkness.
Using his exceptional eyesight, he quickly adjusted to the darkness and saw a lump on the bed. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
He strode over and grabbed the corner of the quilt, yanking it open.
A sound filled his ears.
Click.
The lights suddenly turned on, banishing the darkness from the room.
Qiao An’s pale face was alarmingly flushed.
Her body was curled up into a ball, her eyebrows tightly furrowed.
“Miss Qiao, wake up.”
Mu Jingxi bent down, patting her cheek.
Qiao An was unconscious.
“Miss Qiao, wake up!” His hand increased in strength as he patted her face, creating a crisp sound.
In a daze, Qiao An felt a pain on her cheek, and she struggled to open her heavy eyelids, staring blankly ahead.
“How do you feel?” the man asked coldly.
Qiao An was in a daze, raising her hand to lightly caress his face, her gaze still blank.
From her reddened lips, a muffled voice emerged.
Mu Jingxi’s brows furrowed deeply as he held his breath, concentrating hard to catch what she was trying to say.
However, it was in vain.
Her fingertips were scorching hot, that burning heat quickly transferring to his skin.
It felt as if his face had been scorched.
He instinctively brushed her hand away.
Slap!
Qiao An’s hand was knocked aside, falling limply.
Her heavy eyelids slowly closed again.
Mu Jingxi’s expression hardened, so icy that it seemed frost might form at any moment, as he bent down to press the bedside intercom: “Call the doctor over, immediately!”
The servant, upon hearing his stern voice, immediately replied, “Yes, Third Young Master!”
Mu Jingxi’s gaze was complex as he stared at the unconscious woman.
What had she just said?