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Chapter 149 This Is the Price You Pay for Seducing Men

Chapter 149: Chapter 149 This Is the Price You Pay for Seducing Men

Song Muyu was already feeling embarrassed and afraid, then his question made her heart skip a beat all the more.

He was suspicious of Ruirui, with a very clear purpose.

Song Muyu’s first instinct was to protect Ruirui, to prevent Song Xun from finding any trace of evidence.

This was something etched into her bones and blood.

Song Muyu didn’t care about the embarrassment, she said in a deep voice, "Does someone have to rescue me? Can’t I save myself?"

"Not answering my question?" Song Xun stood at the doorway, taking in all of her beautiful curves, his eyes narrowing more and more.

Some impulses were so apparent that he couldn’t ignore them.

Song Muyu, under the burning gaze of the man, grew even more annoyed, but what was more, there was a sense of repulsion and defensiveness.

She took a deep breath and still scolded sharply, "Get out, I’m taking a bath, don’t you see?"

Song Xun didn’t mind at all, instead, he looked at her naturally and said, "What part of you haven’t I seen? Why the pretense?"

"So what if you’ve seen me? Don’t forget, you’re about to be another woman’s fiancé right away," Song Muyu retorted.

"So what if I am? It’s as if back in Xinyang, when you wanted my help, there was no engagement with the Shen Family," Song Xun’s words were colder and more ruthless.

With just one sentence, he could sting someone’s heart.

Song Muyu felt like her heart was about to suffocate from what he said.

She lowered her eyes, letting the water pour over her head, the foam from her hair washing away bit by bit, having nothing more to say.

Song Xun said again, "Why aren’t you talking anymore?"

"I have nothing to say," Song Muyu replied indifferently, "Please, go out. I want to take a bath."

"You know I won’t go out," Song Xun said coldly.

"How can I bathe like this?" Song Muyu scolded in a low voice, her face and ears flushed with embarrassment.

"Just bathe as you normally would!"’

"Mom will come soon," Song Muyu said again.

Song Xun sneered, "I don’t care, you can open the door."

"You’re shameless!" Song Muyu cursed.

Song Xun seemed unconcerned, continuing to watch Song Muyu with collected calmness, his thin lips sharp as knives, "No need to curse. These evasions and prevarications of yours are just a cover-up, you still haven’t said, exactly who rescued you."

"Who rescued me has nothing to do with you, you wouldn’t save me anyway," Song Muyu snorted.

Song Xun’s eyes tightened, and his body tensed up even more.

The next second, he suddenly stepped into the room.

Song Muyu instinctively backed away.

If it weren’t for the fact that the tension was in the bathroom, it might have felt like a real confrontation, but because it was in the bathroom, this tension gave birth to a peculiar kind of ambiguity.

Song Muyu knew that he had always been proud. Standing here watching her bathe and pressing for this question, he was determined to have his way.

"You’re right, why should I save you?" Song Xun sneered, "Aren’t you just being coy? Keen to seduce men, then bear the consequences of seducing them."

Her heart felt stabbed once again.

Song Muyu was almost suffocated by his words.

He pursed his lips, a surge of hostility rising from the depths of his eyes.

Anger, so blatantly obvious.

Song Muyu laughed coldly, "Yes, I’ll bear it myself. What are you doing here asking me? I don’t need your comfort, nor do I have any obligation to answer your questions."

She spoke proudly, leaving him no room for rebuttal.

But as that beautiful figure entered his sights, he fell silent, his entire being emanating hostility.

Just when Song Muyu thought he was going to reach out and grab her, he suddenly moved his lips and said coldly, "Not going to talk, is that it?"

"Yes, don’t talk, there’s nothing to say." Song Muyu said very arrogantly. "You don’t need to waste any more time; you won’t find out anything. I won’t say a word."

"I can find out on my own," Song Xun’s tone carried a threatening flavor, "Go check it out, what exactly is this Ruirui’s background?"

Hearing Song Xun’s words, Song Muyu’s heart startled again.

She didn’t understand why Song Xun would directly suspect Ruirui. Didn’t he have any other considerations?

He just hit the target directly.

She also knew that the likelihood of stopping him from investigating was slim.

The endeavors he sought to undertake were such that perhaps there were but a few beings in the world who could halt him.

"Suit yourself!" Song Muyu deliberately said so.

Her aim was very clear, which was to use this indifferent attitude to dismiss Song Xun’s intention to investigate Ruirui.

Song Muyu was very aware that the more she exhibited an anxious demeanor, the more Song Xun would suspect her.

The calmer she appeared, the less likely Song Xun would pay attention to her.

But she overlooked one point: they had grown up together since childhood and were familiar with each other beyond words.

Even the slightest gesture could be effortlessly captured by the other.

She had always been unable to penetrate Song Xun’s thoughts, but that didn’t mean Song Xun couldn’t see through her little schemes.

"Heh, you’ve learned to use calmness to curb my curiosity." Song Xun chuckled softly then suddenly stepped forward.

The water from the shower was still dripping down; his crisp suit was washed over by the water, instantly drenched.

Song Muyu was forced into a corner.

The man took hold of her.

Song Muyu gasped sharply, then the man yanked her toward him, her nose hitting his chest.

Frightened, she let out a cry, but then, fearful of disturbing those outside, she immediately muted herself, not daring to let anyone hear.

"Brother, don’t mess around," she could only lower her stance, pleading softly, "My friend and your friend are both here, don’t do this."

Who would have known that the next second, Song Xun turned her around, forcing her to lean against the bathroom wall.

He pressed up behind her, word by word, fraught with danger, "You needn’t worry about them. Who knows, they might be just like us now."

Song Muyu’s face was against the wall of the bathroom, the cool tiles pressing against her face.

And her face, now red and swollen, when pressed there by Song Xun’s hand, instantly hurt terribly.

"Hiss!"

Song Muyu sucked in a breath from the pain.

"You did that on purpose!" She accused, "You knew I was coming back with Ruirui, so you brought Pei Liyan along."

"Yes," Song Xun admitted without evasion, acknowledging directly, "I brought Pei Liyan here on purpose."

"How could you do that?" Song Muyu felt a bit annoyed; she seemed to have rushed back with Ruirui, completely forgetting how cunning Song Xun could be.

The sourness suddenly welled up, and Song Muyu felt her chest stiflingly uncomfortable.

Her body leaned against the cold wall, her back to Song Xun’s chest, eyes sour and in discomfort, her face even more so swollen and in pain.

Thinking of all she had done for the love of Song Xun, now they seemed especially childish.

She wasn’t the one in his heart; she was just a tool for him now.

What on earth was it that drove her to go so far for him that she even lost her dignity?

She couldn’t let him investigate Ruirui.

No matter what, she had to prevent it.

Thus, she turned her head to look at Song Xun, saying sarcastically, "My face is like this, and you’re still in the mood to touch me, Song Xun, have you fallen in love with me?"