Mu Wanwan swallowed instinctively.
This dog of a man really did have a top-tier body.
Helping him apply the medicine was just helping—she wasn’t exactly at a loss.
Wen Lin sat on the edge of the bed while Mu Wanwan crouched down to apply the ointment.
Her fingers were slightly cool. When they brushed against his skin, it tickled faintly, making his entire body tense.
He didn’t know why, but lately whenever Mu Wanwan got close to him physically, he felt an inexplicable nervousness.
She caught the faint scent of male hormones lingering on him and felt awkward, so she sped up.
The wound on his waist was manageable, but the one on his thigh made things more uncomfortable—especially since she still vividly remembered his reaction last time.
Her soft breathing fanned against his thigh. His skin burned as if scalded, and he could feel himself reacting again.
Wen Lin quickly pulled up his shorts and closed his legs slightly.
“That’s enough. It’s fine.”
Startled by his sudden movement, Mu Wanwan looked up and saw the faint redness on his face. Something clicked in her mind.
Without a word, she turned and walked out.
Wen Lin ran a hand through his hair in frustration. He had never considered himself someone ruled by desire—so why had he been so out of control lately?
In the bathroom, Mu Wanwan was equally puzzled.
In her previous life, they had been married for three years, yet he had never touched her. Even when she threw herself at him, he had remained unmoved.
So what was happening now?
She hadn’t done anything special. Was the skin on his thigh just too sensitive?
After thinking it over, that seemed like the only explanation. Surely he couldn’t have developed feelings for her.
Pushing the thought aside, she finished her shower and returned to bed.
Afraid she might roll toward him again, she placed a pillow between them as usual and turned her back to him, quickly falling asleep.
Wen Lin watched her slender back, listening to her steady breathing.
Without quite knowing why, he lifted his leg and kicked the pillow off the bed.
The moment he realized what he’d done, he froze.
What was wrong with him? Why would he do that?
Somewhere deep down, he seemed to be anticipating something.
Before long, Mu Wanwan turned over in her sleep. With no pillow barrier, she inevitably crossed the line.
Her soft body pressed against him again.
Though still slightly unaccustomed to it, the corners of Wen Lin’s lips curved faintly in the darkness.
Mu Wanwan was completely unaware of his small maneuver.
She was dreaming again—this time of a big, fluffy dog beside her. She reached out to hug it. It felt comfortable, just a little warm.
When she woke the next morning and realized she and Wen Lin were tangled together intimately, she jolted upright.
Seeing the fallen pillow on the floor, she scratched her head in frustration.
Unbelievable.
Thankfully, Wen Lin still seemed asleep. She hurried out of bed.
The moment she left, Wen Lin opened his eyes, faint amusement flickering in them.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of Ju Bairan’s grandmother’s birthday.
Mu Wanwan had agreed to help prepare dinner, so she went over in the afternoon.
Ju Bairan introduced her to his family. After exchanging greetings, she headed straight to the kitchen.
She had put real thought into the birthday feast—choosing dishes that were easier for elderly people to digest.
She even made a large cake, decorating it as beautifully as possible with fruit and writing a blessing on top.
Ju’s family had a household cook who assisted her, so she wasn’t overly exhausted.
Sweet and sour mandarin fish, braised chicken, duck blood vermicelli soup, steamed sea bass…
One by one, beautifully plated dishes were brought to the table. At the center sat the large birthday cake.
Grandma Ju was delighted. She hadn’t expected such refined cooking from such a young and pretty girl.
She warmly invited Mu Wanwan to sit and eat with them, and the rest of the family echoed the invitation. Mu Wanwan didn’t refuse.
After the meal, as she prepared to leave, Ju Bairan walked her out and handed her a red envelope with twenty yuan inside.
“That’s too much,” she said, surprised. A feast like that usually earned about five yuan.
“Grandma was very happy today, and everyone loved your cooking. Your skills are worth it.”
“In that case, I’ll gladly accept!”
She tucked it away happily.
Since it was already dark, Ju Bairan insisted on walking her home.
Though public security was generally good these days, nighttime still carried risks. She agreed.
They walked side by side, chatting, when suddenly hurried footsteps sounded behind them in a narrow alley.
They instinctively began to turn—
But a sharp pain struck the back of their heads.
Everything went black.
Two rough-looking men exhaled in relief when they saw them collapse. Each hoisted one of them over a shoulder and carried them away.
At the designated location, they placed them on a bed before stepping outside to collect payment from the waiting woman.
Lin Huiru winced slightly as she handed over fifty yuan.
“Remember—tonight’s events must not be told to anyone.”
“Don’t worry. We brothers are tight-lipped. Call us again if you need this kind of thing,” the scar-faced man grinned as he pocketed the money and left.
Lin Huiru glared at them in disgust before heading inside.
She took out two pills and managed to make Mu Wanwan and Ju Bairan swallow them. Then she shut the door and hurried away.
Tonight was the perfect opportunity.
She had known Mu Wanwan would come to cook and had arranged for her men to wait outside.
The house they were in happened to be one Mu Wanwan had rented. The landlord had recently moved out completely.
Now Lin Huiru was even more convinced there was something going on between Mu Wanwan and Ju Bairan.
Since that was the case, she would “help” them along.
This was Mu Wanwan’s rented house. When the time came, how could she possibly explain it? Who would believe it was anything but an affair?
Lin Huiru ran all the way to the Wen family residence and dragged Wen Xin out with her.
With Wen Lin injured and unable to travel far—and because she feared he might notice something suspicious—she hadn’t informed him.
Wen Xin was the key to this plan.
When Wen Xin heard that Mu Wanwan was “cheating with a wild man,” she was furious.
Mu Wanwan—just wait.
She wouldn’t let her off lightly.