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Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself

Chapter 321 - 334: This is clearly not the same level

Author: Zhiblue
updatedAt: 2025-09-03

CHAPTER 321: CHAPTER 334: THIS IS CLEARLY NOT THE SAME LEVEL

Her voice wasn’t loud, but Mu Wanxin and Shen Wenxuan, who were sitting across from her, definitely heard it, as did Mu Xingfeng behind her.

Immediately, a chill came from behind, and the big hand around her waist tightened. The man’s deep voice murmured like a whisper from hell, "You can try."

"..."

An Ran was so scared she trembled three times: Instructor Mu, you wouldn’t even get jealous of your own sister, would you?

Instinctively, An Ran glanced at Shen Wenxuan. The latter still had a face full of adoration, and after hearing her words, the affection in his eyes deepened even more.

See, clearly they are on different levels.

"Little sister-in-law, hurry up, be careful not to touch Sister Mu, or else Brother Wenxuan will get super jealous," Sun Wangbei called out from across the table.

An Ran really wanted to tell him, it’s not Brother Wenxuan who’s super jealous, it’s Mu Xingfeng who’s even more jealous.

Afraid of Instructor Mu’s overwhelming power, An Ran carefully tore off a tiny piece, without touching Mu Wanxin at all.

But the consequence of this was... the small piece of paper in her mouth couldn’t get any smaller.

Now she understood why Sun Wangbei reminded her to be careful not to touch Mu Wanxin.

This napkin had been passed around from Lin Junyang, through Shen Wenxuan, and finally to Mu Wanxin, becoming very small in the process. Tearing off a piece was already quite difficult, let alone doing so without touching the other person.

An Ran held that nearly invisible piece of paper in her mouth, anxiously turning her head towards Mu Xingfeng.

Would Instructor Mu think she did it on purpose?

"Well... I don’t think I tore it off. I’ll accept the penalty." Saying that, An Ran reached for the wine glass on the table, but a big hand pressed it down.

"No penalty, you tore it off," Mu Xingfeng said with certainty.

"But..." As An Ran started to speak, that pitiable little piece of paper disappeared once more. She pouted and moved her mouth, trying to find that piece.

"I’ll help you find it."

...

An Ran was on the verge of tears. She really didn’t mean it; the piece of paper was so small it was practically undetectable. She accepted the penalty because she was afraid others would make her tear another piece off Mu Wanxin, and she might really end up touching Mu Wanxin then.

She didn’t want to make Instructor Mu angry.

But how did things end up like this?

"Wow, Young Master Mu, you must find it properly."

"Second Brother, you guys are breaking the rules."

...

For a moment, the room’s atmosphere reached a climax. People were pounding the table and shouting wildly, even the music couldn’t drown them out.

"Wow, this is a once-in-a-millennium event."

"Exactly, Young Master Mu is so overbearing."

Xu Jiaojiao and Belle covered their faces, acting like lovestruck girls, sighing in admiration.

Lin Ruonan watched the two for a few seconds, finally turning her head, picking up the wine glass in front of her, and downing it in one gulp.

Mu Xingfeng finally straightened up, the slight lift of his eyebrows adding an inexplicable allure.

The women present covered their faces again, and even the playboys Sun Wangbei and Young Master Su were captivated by his demeanor.

Was this still their Young Master Mu (Second Brother)? What happened to the cold and abstinent type? Could it be that the seal has been lifted?

What to do? Not only women, but even us men are almost overwhelmed by this charm, isn’t that right?

Chen Yankun watched Mu Xingfeng and swallowed hard. Should he take Second Brother’s note or not?

He really wanted to, but was afraid Second Brother would beat him up. What should he do? Waiting online, really urgent!!!

Mu Xingfeng looked at Chen Yankun’s expression and lifted his eyebrows again, the meaning clear.

Chen Yankun resignedly picked up the wine glass on the table and took a drink.

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