Chapter 371: Sending a Gown, The Protagonist Is Not At Home
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âWhat is this⊠Where did you get it from?â Wen Xin looked at the jade stone Mu Chengxi placed in front of her without reaching out to touch it. She had seen this item in ancient books and was naturally aware of its value.
âIt was brought back from an auction in Pochinki. Zhuge Jingming mentioned your cold constitution, so I thought this item would be useful for you.â
Mu Chengxi watched Wen Xinâs expression, not wanting to miss her reaction to the Warm Jade he had brought back for her.
Seeing Mu Chengxiâs anxious expression, Wen Xin raised an eyebrow, picked up the box containing the Warm Jade from the table, examined it for a while, then took the Warm Jade out of the box and placed it in her palm. The warm temperature of the Warm Jade instantly spread throughout Wen Xinâs body, making her comfortably squint her eyes.
Seeing Wen Xinâs expression, Mu Chengxiâs nervousness made him think Wen Xin might not accept it.
Wen Xin put the Warm Jade back into the box and raised an eyebrow at Mu Chengxi, âThank you, but I want to try the effects of the acupuncture I developed myself first. If my acupuncture doesnât work after a month, Iâll carry the Warm Jade with me.â
Seeing Wen Xinâs satisfied expression, Mu Chengxi picked up a piece of youtiao with chopsticks and placed it on Wen Xinâs plate, responding gently, âOkay.â
Mu Bei and Liang Luoyu watched the affectionate interaction between Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi, not wanting to say anything on the side.
The two exchanged glances, then walked into the living room, lay down on the sofa, and began to slack off. This was not something for them, as singles, to watch.
In the afternoon, Mu Chengxiâs brother, Mu Chengxu, appeared at Mu Chengxiâs home, followed by several assistants carrying several large boxes, one of whom was holding a huge makeup bag.
Mu Chengxi looked at Mu Chengxu, who had come uninvited, with a faint coldness and impatience in his deep, dark eyes.
âWhat are you doing here?â Mu Chengxi sat lazily on the sofa in a simple set of home clothes, looking as if he hadnât fully woken up.
âI came to deliver a gown for Wen Xin. I guess, based on your character, you wouldnât let Wen Xin simply wear any gown to a banquet, considering how beautiful she is. You donât need to think about it; I know what youâre worried
about. Youâre afraid someone will take Wen Xin from you.â
Mu Chengxu didnât change her mind because of Mu Chengxiâs gaze. She walked into the kitchen unabashedly, poured herself a glass of warm water, drank it all in one go, and then sat down in front of Mu Chengxi.
âQuick, quick, quick, take a look at which gown suits Wen Xin. I called the Huoluo family in advance to prepare a few gowns that fit Wen Xinâs size. Otherwise, it might be too late.â
Saying this, Mu Chengxi had her assistants take out the prepared gowns. Each gown was stunning, captivating everyoneâs gaze.
Mu Chengxi, looking at these gowns, seemed to have already pictured Wen Xin wearing them. He slightly squinted his eyes and coldly said, âToo old-fashioned. My girl is only nineteen years old. These clothes donât suit her.
You keep them!â
Mu Chengxi had anticipated the impact these dresses would have on Wen Xin. How could he let his treasure be gawked at by a crowd?
Mu Chengxiâs refusal took Mu Chengxu by surprise. She looked at Mu Chengxi, hesitated for a moment, then spoke discontentedly, âI didnât come here to seek your opinion. Whereâs Wen Xin? I want to ask her which dress sheâd like to wear.â
Saying this, Mu Chengxu was about to proceed upstairs, but before she could take a step, she heard Mu Chengxi lazily speak from the sofa, âThe year is almost over. Are you not planning on wanting next yearâs funds?â
Mu Chengxiâs words successfully made Mu Chengxu halt in her tracks. If not for Mu Chengxiâs reminder, Mu Chengxu almost forgot that Mu Chengxi was not only her brother but also her financial backer, her God of FortuneâŠ
Mu Chengxu turned around. Teeth clenched in anger, she approached Mu Chengxi, âIâve worked hard to prepare these dresses, and you just say no? Are you being too unreasonable?â
Mu Chengxu thought she could use moral coercion to change Mu Chengxiâs mind, but she soon realized she was mistaken. Mu Chengxi was impervious to persuasion, unwilling to listen to any argument.
Eventually, Mu Chengxu compromised. She waved at her assistants, âYou guys wait downstairs with the dresses. Iâll be out in a moment.â
The assistants and the makeup artist left Mu Chengxiâs apartment. As the makeup artist left, she couldnât help but give Mu Chengxi a few more glances before leisurely exiting the apartment.
Mu Chengxu sat down opposite Mu Chengxi, looking at him, then curiously glanced in the upstairs direction.
âWhatâs Wen Xin busy with upstairs? She should be able to hear me speaking, right? Why isnât she coming downstairs?â Mu Chengxu was puzzled. Even if Wen Xin was busy upstairs, she must surely hear her speaking downstairs.
âSheâs not home; she went out.â Mu Chengxi looked down at the tablet in his hands, not looking up, merely responding to Mu Chengxuâs question in a calm tone, showing no sign of agitation from her anger.
âWhat do you mean, Mu Chengxi? Wen Xin is not home, and you didnât stop me from painstakingly selecting dresses. Are you playing me for a fool?â
Hearing Mu Chengxuâs furious roar, Mu Chengxi slowly looked up, his face filled with confusion, not understanding what he had done wrong.
âWhat did I do wrong? Since you entered, youâve been busy. You didnât give me a chance to speak, nor did you ask if Wen Xin was home. Now, you turn around and blame me. Donât you think Iâm being wronged?â
With a faint smile on his lips, Mu Chengxi looked at Mu Chengxuâs furious demeanor, finding it amusing. Unable to argue with Mu Chengxi, Mu Chengxu angrily stood up, left his house without looking back, and slammed the door behind her.
At that moment, Wen Xin and Wen Huai were sitting in a café. Wen Xin lazily propped her chin on the back of her hand, absentmindedly stirring her milk tea.
Wen Huai, noticing the protruding bones on Wen Xinâs wrist, looked up at her.
âHave you lost weight these past few days?â
âProbably not. Iâve been eating and drinking well every day, and Iâm not allowed to stay up late. I shouldnât be losing weight!â Wen Xin followed Wen Huaiâs gaze to her wrist.
âYou see; if you had just gone out with her, it would have been fine. Why did you have to call me out too? Now youâve made her angry.â
Wen Xin looked at Wen Zhimo, who was selecting clothes at a nearby counter, and sighed helplessly..