CHAPTER 195: CHAPTER 194: CONFLICTED

Mu Huajian shouted angrily, "Shut up! Without her, do you think you could sit at home without worry, living a life of luxury?"

Mu Mother lowered her head, grumbling discontentedly, "That was when our Rufeng was young, which gave him a chance! Now that Rufeng is grown, he should have rolled away long ago! Yet, he still occupies the CEO position and has us look up to him. What’s so great about that!"

"Rufeng? Do you not understand your own son? He’s just like his dad, not cut out for business! If Mu Company were given to him, we’d all be sleeping on the streets by now! I’m telling you, if I hear you call Beiting a bastard again, you can take your precious son and get lost! The Mu Family doesn’t keep freeloaders, and certainly not you two big Buddhas!" After speaking, Mu Huajian, supported by a servant, went upstairs, leaving Mu Mother sulking in the hall.

"Hmph! Old and decrepit, what’s there to show off about!" Watching Mu Huajian’s departing figure, Mu Mother couldn’t help but curse out loud.

Just wait! One day, she will retrieve what her son and she deserve, no longer having to endure humiliation here.

......

The next day, when Mu Beiting gently got out of bed, Ye Anxin opened her eyes.

Because she had something on her mind, she slept fitfully the whole night, even dreaming of attending Xie Yunlu’s wedding.

On the surface, she seemed asleep, but she was really sleeping very lightly, so when Mu Beiting got up, it startled her awake.

Seeing her awake so early, Mu Beiting asked in surprise, "Why are you up so early?"

Ye Anxin didn’t speak, sat up, hugged a pillow, rested her chin on it, and looked at Mu Beiting in a daze.

Mu Beiting sat beside her, asked softly, "Is something on your mind?"

Ye Anxin first shook her head, then nodded, and finally shook her head again!

Seeing her like this, a handsome curve unconsciously formed on Mu Beiting’s tight-lipped mouth, and his voice inadvertently became gentle, "What exactly is it?"

Ye Anxin pouted her red lips, furrowed her brow, indecisively looking at Mu Beiting.

Never having seen her like this before, Mu Beiting frowned and coldly said, "Speak!"

Ye Anxin blinked her glistening big eyes, took a deep breath, mustered up the courage, and slowly said, "Uncle, tomorrow is Mu Rufeng and Xie Yunlu’s wedding!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Beiting’s face suddenly turned sullen.

Seeing his change, Ye Anxin unconsciously licked her lips and continued bravely, "No matter what, Mu Rufeng is your nephew. As a direct relative, we should attend the wedding!"

"Not going!" Mu Beiting replied decisively, then suddenly asked after a pause, "Do you want to go?"

Mu Beiting’s sharp eyes coldly stared at Ye Anxin, as if trying to peer into her soul through her eyes.

"I... I...!" Ye Anxin stammered, not knowing how to answer!

Actually, she didn’t want to go! But various factors forced her to!

The old man already had a bad impression of her, at first, she could pretend to know nothing and stay away! But now, the old man personally invited her and also asked her to bring the uncle! If she didn’t go, the old man would definitely think worse of her, making his impression of her even worse!

She loves the uncle, naturally hoping the uncle’s father could accept her.

Seeing her stammering without answering, Mu Beiting’s gaze suddenly turned cold, and his face immediately clouded over.

Seeing his expression worsen, Ye Anxin hurriedly explained, "It’s not about wanting to go or not, but about whether we should go! I don’t want to go, but I can’t not go! The outside world doesn’t know about the relationship between the uncle and me yet, so it doesn’t matter! But if they knew about our relationship, yet I didn’t attend Mu Rufeng’s wedding, what would they say about me? About the uncle? I don’t care, but I don’t want the uncle to face any criticism!"

Mu Beiting pressed his thin lips tightly, cold eyes staring at Ye Anxin without speaking.

Feeling a chill under his gaze, Ye Anxin unconsciously licked her lips and lowered her head in fear.

"Do you love Mu Rufeng?" After a long while, Mu Beiting finally spoke, though his voice carried an indescribable tone.

Ye Anxin abruptly raised her head, and without thinking, firmly answered, "No, I don’t love him, of course, I don’t love him!"

"If you don’t love him, then there’s no need to attend the wedding!" As he spoke, Mu Beiting stood up and left the room without looking back.

Watching the closed door, it took Ye Anxin a long time to come to her senses.

What does it mean that if she didn’t love him, there was no need to go?

If she did love him, would she then be allowed to go?

What kind of nonsense is this!

Ah...! What should she do? It’s so troublesome! She’s never felt so overwhelmed before!

If it weren’t for the old man personally inviting her yesterday, she would never be conflicted over this!

But now...!

Ah...!

Ye Anxin frustratedly flopped back onto the bed, covering her head with a pillow and kicking her feet on the bed in anger.

An hour later, when Mu Beiting returned from his morning run, Ye Anxin was ready and sitting on the couch waiting for him.

"Uncle!" Seeing him return, Ye Anxin greeted with a smile.

Mu Beiting didn’t even glance at her and went straight upstairs.

Seeing him like this, Ye Anxin knew he was mad again! Mad about this morning’s issue!

Sigh...!

Ye Anxin sighed inwardly and dutifully followed him upstairs.

Knowing that Mu Beiting always took a shower after his morning run, she quickly went to the wardrobe to grab clothes for him and handed them over eagerly.

Mu Beiting glanced at her, didn’t take the clothes, opened the wardrobe, and took out his own clothes before heading to the bathroom alone.

Ye Anxin stood there smiling, shamelessly watching Mu Beiting as he entered the bathroom and closed the door.

Because the bathroom had a glass door, Ye Anxin could clearly see Mu Beiting’s tall and muscular figure under the shower from outside.

Looking at the silhouette on the glass, her mind involuntarily conjured up many R-rated images!

Thinking about Mu Beiting pressing her down, Ye Anxin couldn’t help but swallow, suddenly feeling dry-mouthed and her face heating up intensely.

Ye Anxin forcefully slapped her cheeks, scolding herself softly, "Ye Anxin, what are you thinking? Is this the time to think about that?"

"Don’t think, don’t think, can’t think!" Ye Anxin shook her head vigorously, placed the clothes back in the wardrobe, then sat on the bed waiting for Mu Beiting.

Soon, the bathroom door opened, and Mu Beiting walked out with a towel around his waist, using another towel to dry his dripping wet hair.

"Uncle, let me dry it for you!" Seeing him come out, Ye Anxin eagerly greeted him with a smile, reaching out to take the towel from his hand.