Mu Zi paused in her movements.
After a lag of about two seconds, she returned to her senses and continued walking. She said casually, "Oh, didn't I eat salt-and-pepper shrimp yesterday? My body suddenly felt itchy after that, so I scratched a few times and it became like this…"
Bai Wei was not suspicious and blamed herself instead. "You must be allergic. Mom won't cook shrimp next time."
Mu Zi forced herself to smile. "It's okay…"
However, Bai Wei was very distressed and made Mu Zi sit down to rest before she took the laundry basket from her hand and sent it to the laundry room.
Once Bai Wei had left, Mu Zi jumped up from the sofa and flew to the bathroom on the first floor!
—In the mirror, she saw faint dark red bruises on her neck. Not one, not two, but in clumps!
Ha!
Clumps?!
She really should say 'thank you' to Mu Rongcheng. Thanks to his rashness, the traces were connected which looked far from kisses! Otherwise, she would not be able to make an excuse even if she had a hundred mouths!
Mu Zi gripped the edge of the ceramic sink with both hands and breathed in deeply to calm her anger.
Mu Rongcheng would be the death of her.
…
Bai Wei returned from the laundry room and changed her clothes before going out, and said that she had something to attend to at the bank.
Mu Rongcheng was nowhere to be found. She did not know that her son had come back last night.
Even Mu Zi was surprised. He ran back at night and left early in the morning. Just what was that man planning to do?
Did he deliberately rush all the way home last night just to ask her about meeting Mu Zening?
Mu Zi hated him even more.
After Bai Wei had left, Mu Zi was the only one left at home.
Mu Zi had wanted to log into her mailbox and check the files she had copied from her laptop, but she was upset and unable to calm down because of what Mu Rongcheng had done.
The cicadas outside the house sang incessantly, their voices hoarse as their lives were coming to an end.
Mu Zi felt the sounds to be ear-piercing and grew even more irritable.
She poured herself a cup of cold water and thought about Mu Rongcheng as she drank.
She was not a naive girl. Although she had never experienced an affair, even a fool would be able to see Mu Rongcheng's blunt and vulgar attitude towards her.
What was that? —Love? Mu Zi did not believe it.
In her opinion, perhaps she had acted very differently from his little sister after being reborn, which aroused his interest.
Interest gave birth to fondness, which was followed by obsession. It was like walking along the road and watching a flower blossom, and picking it when he found it interesting. After holding it in his hand for a while, he would throw it away casually.
Picking a flower depended entirely on one's mood at the time, and there was no need to have a reason to throw it away.
Mu Zi could almost see her own future—Either someone would discover the illicit relationship between her elder brother and herself, and have her reputation thoroughly besmirched, or she would be abandoned by Mu Rongcheng after he was tired of playing, leaving her without dignity.
Mu Zi's face paled at the terrifying thought.
She would not accept that!
'If only I can live on campus after school starts. That way, I can avoid him…'
However, would Mu Rongcheng let her go? That kind of person… Would not give up until he got his hands on what he wanted. If she pushed him, he might really make their relationship public and chase after her like a young master pursuing a celebrity. The commotion would cause everyone to know.
Mu Zi did not want that!
A knock on the door suddenly sounded, making Mu Zi jump in fright.
She was even afraid of her own shadow now. Any kind of alarm would remind her of Mu Rongcheng.
However, Mu Rongcheng never knocked on the door. He was a robber, a bandit. If he wanted to go somewhere, he would break in without the consent of the owner.
Mu Zi opened the door.
Qiao Jingjia stood outside with a seemingly friendly but actually arrogant smile on her face.
"Hello, can we talk?"