Mu Wantang lay in bed for two days, groaning and moaning.
Supported by her slender, soft waist, she took a few delicate, willow-like steps before immediately collapsing back onto the bed.
Her neck was densely covered with strawberry marks—anyone unaware might have mistaken it for an allergic reaction!
Bo Shiyue sat patiently by the bed, wiping her small hands, then brought out a strawberry cake. “Want some?”
The little girl snorted and turned her back to him.
No way!
She wasn’t someone so easily won over!
Then, the rich aroma of cake filled the room, tempting her until she slowly rolled over and lazily crawled out from under the covers.
She watched as a servant wheeled in a cart laden with dozens of small cakes.
Hmm~ alright then!
She might as well reluctantly listen to whatever nonsense Bo Shiyue had to say!
Using her arms to push herself up, she was about to take the cake from Bo Shiyue when he pulled it just out of reach.
His devilishly handsome profile leaned closer, his thin lips curling slightly.
Mu Wantang immediately pouted in frustration—no way, she absolutely refused to kiss him!
But Bo Shiyue, that big meanie, kept tempting her with the cake. After a long internal struggle, the little girl finally mustered the resolve.
She reluctantly wrapped her arms around his neck and planted a kiss on his cheek.
Then she quickly shoved him away, practically kicking and pushing to get him out of the room. The exposed skin on her body was mottled with marks.
The young girl’s skin was too delicate—even the slightest pressure from him left faint, lingering traces.
Noticing his gaze lingering on her legs, Mu Wantang hurriedly pulled the covers over herself and snatched the strawberry cake from his hand.
She took a resentful bite, glaring at Bo Shiyue all the while.
Her expression seemed to say,
“Believe it or not, I’ll bite you to death!”
Bo Shiyue affectionately ruffled her hair. “Alright, just one!”
Suddenly, the cake in Mu Wantang’s hand didn’t seem so appealing anymore. Watching the servant wheel the cart away, she pouted, on the verge of tears.
Just then, the servant knocked at the door.
“Mr. Bo, your cousin is here!”
Seizing the moment Bo Shiyue turned his head, Mu Wantang quickly stuffed the cake into her mouth. She then shot the servant a meaningful glance, and the servant subtly reached out toward her.
By the time Bo Shiyue looked back, she was still holding the cake.
But her cheeks were bulging as if stuffed full, and under Bo Shiyue’s intense gaze, she even forgot to chew and swallow.
The overly sweet cream in her mouth nearly made her gag.
Panicking, Mu Wantang scrambled for the trash can and leaned over the bed, spitting out several mouthfuls.
A flicker of delight crossed Bo Shiyue’s eyes as a possibility occurred to him. “Quick, call the doctor.”
Without another word, he tossed the remaining cake from her hand into the trash. Mu Wantang let out several frustrated “aww” sounds, both anxious and angry.
She began scratching at him wildly.
“You big meanie, Bo Shiyue! You owe me my cake!”
With her inherent divine strength, Mu Wantang shoved Bo Shiyue away with a bang. He staggered backward several steps before barely regaining his balance.
Watching the little girl throw another tantrum, he sighed, both helpless and doting.
“Fine, I’ll make it up to you. How about I buy you a whole cake shop?”
Hmph~
That’s more like it.
Mu Wantang tilted her chin proudly toward him, her exquisitely beautiful face devoid of makeup carrying a hint of shyness and smugness. This expression reminded Bo Shiyue of how the young girl had wept and begged for mercy beneath him two nights ago.
If not for concern about her health, he would have loved to tie her up day and night without rest.
Xi Ning had been waiting downstairs for quite some time.
When the family doctor hurried upstairs with the medical kit, she abruptly rose from the sofa and was about to head up when the housekeeper blocked her path.
“Young Miss, Mr. Bo has given strict orders—no one is allowed upstairs without his permission!”
Especially when Mr. Bo was alone with the young lady, no disturbances were permitted.
Upon hearing the housekeeper’s words, Xi Ning scoffed coldly. “Then why was the family doctor summoned? It must be that Mu Wantang causing trouble again and hurting my cousin!”
No way!
She had to go up and see for herself.
She absolutely wouldn’t allow Mu Wantang to monopolize her cousin while harming him!
When the housekeeper extended an arm to stop her, she shoved him aside. “How dare any of you block me! Watch out or I’ll report this to Auntie!”
The housekeeper retreated awkwardly. Although Xi Ning was merely the adopted daughter of Bo Shiyue’s maternal uncle, she had been thoroughly doted upon by the Xi family over the years.
Having grown up alongside Bo Shiyue since childhood, had it not been for Mu Wantang’s appearance, she would likely have become Mrs. Bo by now!
Lying on the bed while the family doctor examined her, Mu Wantang nearly choked with rage when presented with the Pregnancy Test Strip.
“Bo Shiyue, I don’t want to have a baby!”
How old was she anyway? She refused to become a mother this early!
At her tender age, before even escaping this place to gain freedom, how could she possibly raise a child!
When the doctor attempted to take her pulse, she rejected it outright. Mu Wantang sprang up and hurled a vase toward Bo Shiyue.
“Get out, all of you get out!”
Bo Shiyue dodged swiftly. Combined with Mu Wantang’s Inherent Divine Strength, the vase shot straight toward the door with just a slight exertion of force.
Coincidentally at that moment,
Xi Ning pushed the door open, and the vase struck her forehead directly.
It shattered upon hitting the floor.
Xi Ning stood frozen for several seconds before numbly raising a hand to wipe the moisture on her cheek, her fingers coming away stained with blood.
The wound hidden in her hairline sent piercing pain radiating through her entire body.
Before Xi Ning could even scream or cry out, her legs gave way and she fainted.
Mu Wantang stood rooted to the spot, her lips twitching uncontrollably. What was this woman doing causing trouble here!
If she hadn’t shown up, the vase wouldn’t have hit anyone.
Bo Shiyue’s reflexes were so sharp—even if she threw knives, he could dodge them effortlessly and had never been hit before.
Why did this woman have to interfere in their private squabbles for no reason!
The family doctor rushed to bandage Xi Ning’s wound and helped carry her to a guest room with the servants. Mu Wantang stamped her feet irritably where she stood.
“Carry her out! I won’t allow her to stay here!”
“Ah!”
The young girl stood barefoot on the cold floor, continuously stomping her tiny feet.
Seeing this, Bo Shiyue immediately roared, “Throw her out!”
He dashed to the girl in one swift movement, scooping her up onto the bed and tucking her chilly feet against his chest.
In that brief moment, her feet had already turned bone-chillingly cold.
Even through his cashmere sweater, he could feel the chill of her feet. Bo Shiyue lifted his clothing and pressed her feet directly against his abdominal muscles.
“Alright, baby~ don’t be angry anymore.”
Mu Wantang let out a delicate “Mm,” slightly lifting her little foot as her toes gently traced across his skin.
“Warm.”