Mated at First Sight
Chapter 366 - 264 Decided Feelings (Second update)_1

Chapter 366: Chapter 264 Decided Feelings (Second update)_1

I suppose he was driven to it; no, definitely! And there’s more! "Has the mission already ended?" He didn’t mention that the last time he contacted me.

"Yes." Jing Chen nodded, murmuring, "The word from above came down yesterday that those people have already given up on assassinating Mo Yinfan, I have also turned over all the evidence that can be handed over to that kid Ren Laifeng." So, "Linlin, when will you move out of here?" The matter is already over, isn’t it?

Seeing the grievance in Mu Lin’s eyes stirred him; she was his woman, yet she lived in another man’s house all the time. He had tolerated the discomfort before due to the mission, but now... Jing Chen wanted to take Mu Lin away immediately.

Don’t assume he doesn’t notice Mo Yinfan’s desires for his precious Linlin.

However, upon hearing Jing Chen’s words, Mu Lin only thought for a brief moment before responding, "As long as that Red Scorpion is dealt with, it can end." By that time, her Poison Doctor Pavilion should also look somewhat presentable. There were some things she needed to check herself.

"Has she not made a move on you yet?" Hearing the name Red Scorpion, Jing Chen instinctively asked. It had been two days since that incident, yet the remaining scorpion hadn’t reacted. Could it be that orders from above had already been issued and that’s why she gave up?

He was overthinking. Jing Chen didn’t know that while orders had indeed been given, the Red Scorpion hadn’t heeded.

"She did." However, Mu Lin casually said. "But I let her go." Her tone was utterly indifferent and wilful.

"Why?" Surely his Linlin didn’t feel sympathetic towards this scorpion, who shared the same profession as her. Jing Chen expressed his skepticism.

Indeed, ordinary people are not fortunate enough to enjoy Mu Lin’s kindness.

"Did you drug her?" In the next moment, Jing Chen raised an eyebrow, so the issue had come to a contest.

A corner of Mu Lin’s mouth rose slightly, speaking carelessly, "Who asked her to ’respect’ me, the Poison Doctor, so much?" In essence, Mu Lin was upset. "Death is the best release for a person, while living in worse condition than death, living in fear and thrill every night, this is the best end for some people."

Mu Lin indicated that she was still watching the fire from across the river and wondered if the scorpion would dare to provoke her again. If the scorpion decides to leave Ming City willingly, she might consider letting her off.

But is that really feasible? The chances of that happening are probably less than 0.1%.

Hearing Mu Lin’s words, Jing Chen laughed lightly.

Indeed, his Linlin would never let an enemy off that easily.

There was a slight pause in the conversation, "Linlin." Jing Chen suddenly called Mu Lin’s name, his voice hoarse and satisfied.

"Hmm?" Mu Lin looked up, only to see the twinkling stars in the other person’s eyes staring at her, penetrating straight into her heart. For some reason, that tingly feeling in Mu Lin’s heart surged again at that moment, and she subconsciously frowned. As for the man in front of her, she started to get used to him.

Just because he had forcefully entered her life; perhaps from the moment she first saw him and decided to save his life, their entanglement was destined?

At times, Mu Lin can’t help but think this way.

Is it fate, or a karmic destiny.

She had even thought about it once, what if she hadn’t stepped in to save him that time? How would things be different now? What about Jing Chen?

Strangely enough, Mu Lin didn’t like that ending.

Actually, the way things are now, it’s quite nice.

Perhaps she has already started to take the man in front of her into her heart, bit by bit, now.

His eyes only had her, and what about her? At this moment, in Jing Chen’s eyes, it should be almost the same.

Stretching out a hand from the quilt, under Jing Chen’s shining gaze, Mu Lin slowly stroked that firm, handsome face. The curve of her lips lifted slightly, a playful smile began to sparkle in her eyes, she teased, "My Lord, give me a smile." Mu Lin claimed that she quite enjoyed his smiles, as they made her feel slightly dizzy each time.

Suddenly it felt like when she looked back, a lot had indeed happened between her and the man right before her.

Looking at Mu Lin, there was a momentary pause in her eyes, the next moment, a large smile emerged in front of Mu Lin, filled with satisfaction and joy. It was dazzling, making it impossible to look away.

Her ears suddenly began to feel slightly warm, even the sensation of breathing was hot, "From today, you are sealed with a mark exclusive to me, Mu Lin, becoming my exclusive possession. Be careful, or I’ll render you incapable for the rest of your life." This was Mu Lin’s declaration, and... possessiveness.

The person marked by her, Mu Lin, and her belongings, no one else had the right to covet.

Since this was their karmic destiny, inescapable and unavoidable, then accept it. All this time, Mu Lin wasn’t completely oblivious; it’s just... she had set a path for her own future, and on that path, Jing Chen didn’t exist in the beginning.

From today henceforth, it would be completely different.

As for Jing Chen, his mind was nearly blank at this moment.

Then, he let Mu Lin’s declaration, which he would never tire of hearing his entire life, take root deeply in his heart, softening it.

At this moment, everything else suddenly became unimportant, and the tightly strung cords in his head completely snapped with a ’crack’.

"Linlin, I’m really happy." This time, Jing Chen’s occasionally restless heart gradually calmed down, leaving only pure happiness.

The next day, the case of Mo Yinfan’s attempted assassination finally came to a close. Ren Laifeng held a press conference for the first time to explain the situation, which was his necessary explanation. As for the person who was exposed and took the fall as the scapegoat, he was ruthlessly apprehended and held for trial.

Although they had eradicated an enemy who always liked to cause trouble in secret, none of this mattered to Mo Yinfan, especially when he saw Jing Chen sticking so blatantly to Mu Lin’s side in her room early in the morning. The bitterness in his heart deepened and, of course, so did his displeasure.

Even though they were aware that Lord Jing Chen enjoyed sneaking about at night, it didn’t mean they welcomed his presence before their eyes so early in the morning, especially when he emphatically declared that Mu Lin’s mission was over.

He simply didn’t want to see him.

Even though he knew he couldn’t beat the man before him, for the first time, Mo Yinfan had the impulse to compete with someone.

As for Mu Lin, she completely ignored the strange atmosphere around her, enjoying her breakfast while also casually helping Qiaozi with his, taking pleasure in it all.

"Linlin, mine." Jing Chen blinked at Mu Lin, pouting without a care in the world.

Mu Lin glanced at him lightly, eventually picked up a Fried Dough Stick and placed it in his bowl, then... continued to ignore him.

This guy probably doesn’t have hands today.

Provocatively glancing at Mo Yinfan, Jing Chen cheerfully enjoyed the breakfast that Mu Lin had ’personally’ served him; and from his expression, Mo Qian felt that he saw smugness, and a very provocative one at that.

Looking at this Lord Jing Chen, who once existed only in their collective imagination as an idol, Mo Qian suddenly felt that he couldn’t accept it.

The Jing Chen in his mind was definitely not the man in front of him who was acting cute and being smug, this was simply a super childish ghost. He inexplicably felt some sympathy for Mu Lin; shouldn’t he be with them instead, more suited to Mu Lin? And that way, he would have a chance to spar with Mu Lin in the future.

Cough... It appears the main concern is still his own welfare.

Despite saying this, Mo Qian really did want to say: Why not consider them instead?

Mature, stable, gentle, considerate and loaded with money, truly a model among men, the very definition of an ideal man!

Alas, this is only Mo Qian’s wishful thinking. Given Lord Jing Chen’s former majesty, he wouldn’t dare provoke him so openly.

As for Mo Yinfan, he simply glanced at the Lord indifferently, then lowered his head to continue eating his simple porridge.

However, perhaps only he could understand that the porridge which should have had a faint sweetness, now only tasted sour.