17 – She felt jealous. What a fairy descended to earth!
Mu Xuan’s agonized scream startled the flower shop owner.
“What’s going on? What happened?”
Bai Ruanruan’s location was relatively secluded, with no other customers around, so no one saw her brutally roughing him up.
“Bai Ruanruan, I’m out here trying my best to rescue you from your misery. How could you betray me by getting involved with Jiang Yihan?”
Hiding in the corner, Mu Xuan angrily accused Bai Ruanruan.
Bai Ruanruan flexed her wrist, her lazy cat-like eyes sweeping over the approaching shop owner. She bent down, picked up the rose from the floor, and tossed it into Mu Xuan’s arms, saying menacingly, “Hold onto this.”
Mu Xuan hurriedly clutched the rose in fright. “Ruanruan, I knew you still loved me. You’re angry because I didn’t rescue you from the Jiang family, but you mustn’t make a wrong decision just to spite me.”
“What kind of nonsense are you spouting?” Bai Ruanruan looked down at the man on the floor.
He was just as she remembered—with a face that looked like a dog’s.
Big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a gentle, refined smile that gave him the air of a modest gentleman. But compared to Jiang Yihan, he was completely out of his league.
She couldn’t understand why she had been so obsessed with him back then.
“What happened?”
“Someone, help!” Bai Ruanruan suddenly cried out in panic, her large, wet eyes shimmering with mist, her long lashes fluttering as she lowered her gaze. She rushed toward the shop owner. “Someone, this man molested me, he touched me inappropriately.”
Mu Xuan was utterly incredulous. He had touched her inappropriately?
The shop owner was taken aback. The girl running toward her wore a beige dress with a slender belt around her waist, accentuating her graceful, delicate figure, as if she were about to take flight. A hair clip adorned her dark hair, its tassels swaying as she ran, casting fragmented shadows in the sunlight. Even from a distance, her skin glowed like snow.
As the girl drew closer, her clear, innocent eyes and trembling, delicate lips tugged at the heartstrings.
The shop owner felt a pang of envy. What kind of fairy had descended to the mortal world?
“Don’t be afraid, miss. Who would dare touch you in broad daylight?”
Bai Ruanruan hid behind the shop owner, her slender, jade-like finger pointing gently toward Mu Xuan in the corner. “Him.”
“Bai Ruanruan, what are you talking about? It was you who beat me up like this, and now you’re playing the victim?” Mu Xuan gritted his teeth. If his lips could tremble with anger, they would, but they were too swollen to even twitch.
His once somewhat handsome face was now a mess: his nose was so swollen it was indistinguishable, his mouth was unrecognizable, and his two large eyes had swollen into tiny slits.
Truly, he and Su Mengshu shared the same face shape—the same blobfish-like appearance.
If you put the two of them together, aside from distinguishing their genders, you couldn’t tell them apart at all.
“Oh my!” The shop owner was startled by Mu Xuan’s appearance.
“Indeed, he looks sleazy enough. Someone, come quickly!”
The commotion soon attracted many customers.
“What’s going on?” The arriving customers were full of curiosity.
“Call the police! In broad daylight, there’s a pervert here molesting a little fairy.”
A fairy? Bai Ruanruan? She turned around, revealing her face. In an instant, everyone felt as if the entire flower shop lit up with a sparkling, dazzling glow.
What kind of unparalleled beauty was this?
A group of guests walked into the flower shed one after another, and soon, Mu Xuan’s figure and face came into everyone’s view.
“Damn, this man really looks sleazy enough.”
Mu Xuan: “”
Fuck!