"You don't have to take any responsibility," Mu Xingye stood up, taking out a pristine handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Is he a cat? So easily agitated.
He bit him once five years ago, and today he bit him again!
"Let's go inside to talk," Mu Xingye said as he walked straight into another room.
Xia Pengpeng looked wary and didn't dare to follow him into that room.
"As far as I know, the Qin Family has already prepared the wedding, and as for Han Jisen, no matter how much he meddles, he can't interfere with the Xia family's private matters!"
The voice of Mu Xingye echoed from that room. It was chilling to the bone and carried an unmistakable assurance!
Every word was audible to Xia Pengpeng!
Xia Pengpeng's heart clenched suddenly!
How did he know about these things?
Who on earth is he?!
"Or do you really want to marry Qin Zhen, that waste?" The voice from inside came again, carrying a hint of mockery.
A surge of anger rose in Xia Pengpeng's heart. Who would want to marry that waste!
Provoked by his words, she stepped into the room.
This was actually a study! The ancient-style study exuded a subtle luxury that matched the man's temperament.
"Sit."
She looked across at the seat opposite the man and sat down, casually crossing her legs as she waited for Mu Xingye to continue.
No matter who he was, she needed to regain some of her dignity!
Outside the door, a figure approached. Qiao Yucong, with a warm smile, pushed the door open and walked in.
Seeing Mu Xingye sitting here properly, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Then his gaze shifted to Xia Pengpeng, and his smile grew even warmer, like the spring breeze.
Xia Pengpeng felt uneasy at the sight of his smile.
A document was placed in front of her. She looked up at the man in front of her. Despite the wariness in her heart, she opened the document. When she saw the content, her hand trembled uncontrollably and the document fell onto the table!
The title of the document was boldly written: "Marriage Agreement."
Even Qiao Yucong, who brought the document over, was taken aback at the sight of those words.
"Young Master Mu?! Did I get the wrong document?" His tone was urgent.
"You didn't get it wrong," Mu Xingye appeared to be dead serious; in fact, he was never the joking type.
"Mu Xingye, have you gone mad? Do you know about your own marriage..."
"Keep reading," Mu Xingye directed his question to Xia Pengpeng, cutting off what Qiao Yucong was about to blurt out.
The pleasant voice was like the hand of a demon, eager to firmly grasp Xia Pengpeng.
"Hehehe," Xia Pengpeng gave a dry laugh and stood up, "Well, I still owe the hospital for medical bills! I will go find my uncle; I won't disturb you anymore, goodbye."
She rejected it!
Without a moment's hesitation, she had rejected it!
Qiao Yucong was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Mu Xingye sat in his chair, completely unmoved, showing no trace of emotion.
"Miss Xia! Please wait a moment!" Wen Yanqing entered, holding a document in his hand, "Miss Xia, please take a look at this report."
"I don't understand," Xia Pengpeng had no desire to look at it and just wanted to leave quickly.
She had the feeling that this place was even more chilling than falling into Xia Wen's hands!
"Let me put it this way, yesterday Young Master Mu saved you, and you saved Young Master Mu, it really is quite the coincidence!"
"What do you mean?" Xia Pengpeng was confused by Wen Yanqing's words.
"Yesterday, after Young Master Mu spent so much time alone with you, he only had a high fever for a few hours, and then his body returned to normal. I immediately conducted a test and found that Mu Xingye indeed has a subtle connection with you, like..."
"Get to the point!" Xia Pengpeng interrupted Wen Yanqing's description.