CHAPTER 121: CHAPTER 121: TING, I’M BACK!

Mu Beiting clenched his teeth, his hands tightly forming fists, as if he was trying hard to restrain something.

"Could it be that little sister-in-law is not a virgin?" Yan Qinghan probed, and upon noticing Mu Beiting’s face change drastically at his words, he instantly became convinced of his suspicion and suddenly burst into laughter, "Mu Beiting, you got your comeuppance? It’s your punishment for being such a cleanliness freak! But this just proves how much little sister-in-law means to you! Clearly upset inside, yet you’re still out shopping with her today... Mu Beiting, you’re smitten, aren’t you?"

Mu Beiting said through gritted teeth, "Get lost...!"

"Alright, alright, I’ll get lost now! If I don’t, you’ll beat me up!" Yan Qinghan feigned a gesture of surrender, holding a beauty in his arms, ready to leave. But then he turned back, whispering a reminder, "I’m telling you, I ran into someone just now. Be careful not to bump into her! Running into an old flame with a new love could be deadly!"

Mu Beiting’s thin lips barely parted, "Get lost!"

"Heading out now!" Yan Qinghan laughed heartily, not looking back as he left with the beauty in his arms.

When Ye Anxin came out of the fitting room, she happened to see Yan Qinghan’s departing figure. She didn’t ask why he left so suddenly but handed the clothes she was holding to the shop assistant and asked Mu Beiting, "Uncle, do you like this dress?"

"Don’t like it!" Mu Beiting didn’t even glance at the dress, taking Ye Anxin’s hand and leaving the store.

But just as they reached the door and were about to exit, a gentle voice sounded, "Beiting, what a coincidence!"

Upon hearing this address, Ye Anxin was slightly taken aback and curiously looked in the direction of the voice.

As for Mu Beiting, he continued walking ahead, as if he hadn’t heard the voice at all.

Seeing that Mu Beiting was about to leave, the owner of the voice was unwilling to give up and continued, "Beiting, It’s been six years. Have you really forgotten me? I am Ruan Zhitong!"

Mu Beiting continued walking outside as if he hadn’t heard a thing.

Ye Anxin turned back, looking toward the woman called Ruan Zhitong, noticing her gaze fixed on Mu Beiting. She lightly tugged on Mu Beiting’s clothing, "Uncle, that woman is talking to you!"

Mu Beiting remained silent, not answering or stopping.

Seeing this, Ruan Zhitong hurriedly ran to catch up with Mu Beiting, spreading her arms to block his way.

Mu Beiting’s expression was calm, with an unchanged face, he spat out a single word, "Scram!"

At the moment that word was uttered, Ruan Zhitong’s face turned ghostly pale, her lips trembling slightly, "Beiting, it’s me, Zhitong!"

Seeing her pitiful look, Ye Anxin couldn’t bear it and gently nudged Mu Beiting’s arm, "Uncle!"

Mu Beiting glanced at Ye Anxin, then looked at Ruan Zhitong blocking his way.

Looking at Mu Beiting’s all too familiar face, Ruan Zhitong’s eyes instantly reddened, she choked out, "Beiting, I’m back!"

Mu Beiting said breezily, "Whether you come back or not has nothing to do with me!"

"Beiting...!" Ruan Zhitong bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, looking pitifully at Mu Beiting, feeling extremely aggrieved inside.

During their conversation, Ye Anxin couldn’t help but scrutinize Ruan Zhitong from head to toe.

She was wearing a white short-sleeved dress with her waterfall-like long hair cascading over her shoulders. Her delicate little face had no hint of makeup, and her fair skin looked like a shelled egg, white and tender enough to make one want to take a bite.

Her features weren’t as bold as other women’s, falling into the category of petite and exquisite but not vulgar! When she stood there, the chaotic and noisy world seemed to become quiet and peaceful! She was very beautiful, but her beauty was different from modern beauties; it was a classical beauty, one of unique elegance and tranquility! She seemed like a fairy from a painting, transcending the mundane, pure and delightful!

This woman was so incredibly beautiful that Ye Anxin couldn’t take her eyes off her.

Looking at her, Ye Anxin couldn’t help but exclaim, "You’re so beautiful!"

Ruan Zhitong’s focus was entirely on Mu Beiting, as if she hadn’t heard Ye Anxin’s words at all.

Ye Anxin didn’t mind, giving a sweet smile and coquettishly asked Mu Beiting, "Uncle, who is she?"

Ruan Zhitong seemed to just now notice Ye Anxin’s existence, finally shifting her gaze from Mu Beiting to Ye Anxin. Upon seeing their tightly intertwined arms, her face turned even paler, "You are?"

Ye Anxin smiled and extended her hand to Ruan Zhitong, "Hi, my name is Ye Anxin, and I am his wife!"

Upon hearing this, Ruan Zhitong’s delicate body wavered, "What? You... you’re his wife? He... he’s married?"

Ye Anxin nodded, "Yes! We’ve been married for almost a month! Are you a friend of his? Why have I never heard him mention you?"

"Ugh...!" Ruan Zhitong’s body swayed again, looking as if a gust of wind could topple her and she might faint at any moment.

"Let’s go!" Mu Beiting didn’t spare her another glance, gripping Ye Anxin’s hand, and walked away.

Ye Anxin was being led away by Mu Beiting, waving back at Ruan Zhitong as they walked, "Goodbye, Miss Ruan. Come visit our house sometime! I’ll take good care of you!"

Ruan Zhitong stood still, blankly looking at Ye Anxin and Mu Beiting disappearing from sight, her face unconsciously covered with tears.

Ye Anxin, holding onto Mu Beiting’s arm, smiled and said, "Uncle, what day is it today, running into so many acquaintances?"

Mu Beiting didn’t speak, leading Ye Anxin into a clothing store.

This time, Mu Beiting took Ye Anxin not to a boutique, but a fashion store.

The clothes here were similar to what Ye Anxin usually wore, without specific styles or specifications, mainly consisting of women’s shirts, T-shirts, jeans, and fashion skirts—basically, there was no specific criteria, mix and match freely.

Though the clothes here were on a completely different level compared to Ye Anxin’s street stall buys!

The clothing styles here were novel and pretty, even an ordinary pair of jeans was designed by a renowned designer.

"Uncle, you’re so nice!" Ye Anxin didn’t expect Mu Beiting would bring her to a fashion store! She thought he preferred ladylike attire.

Mu Beiting blandly stated, "That doesn’t suit you!"

"Uh huh uh huh! Then I’ll pick some clothes!" Ye Anxin nodded happily, let go of Mu Beiting’s arm, and began looking at clothes in the store.

This time, it was different from before; Ye Anxin found all the clothes beautiful, wanting to try them all on.

Perhaps women are natural-born shopaholics, especially for things they like, wishing to buy it all, even if it’s not needed, hoping to cherish it forever.

Mu Beiting looked around the store, pulled out an unnoticed pair of jeans from the corner, and handed it to Ye Anxin, "Try these on!"

Ye Anxin took the jeans, measured them against her body, then told the shop assistant her size, took the jeans, and went into the fitting room.