Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 465 - 463 Truly Deserving to be Her Plague God_1

Chapter 465: Chapter 463 Truly Deserving to be Her Plague God_1

Mu Zixuan noticed that Pei Mojing had sat down beside her again and suddenly turned her head to glare fiercely at him.

Unmoved, Pei Mojing reached out to pour another glass of water for Mu Zixuan, considerately placing it in front of her, "Have some water to moisten your throat..."

Mu Zixuan snorted disdainfully and stopped paying attention to him, turning instead to ask Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao... why are you here?"

Na Xiaoxiao smiled, "Today is Zhuo Shaoqing’s birthday, so I came over..."

Then she leaned closer to whisper in her ear, "So why did you come with that guy?" That was what she was most curious about.

Mu Zixuan suddenly frowned fiercely, whispering back, "I’ll tell you about it tonight..."

Na Xiaoxiao sneakily glanced at Pei Mojing sitting next to her and then nodded knowingly.

Zhuo Shaoqing stood up and introduced everyone, and sure enough, as Xiaoxiao had expected, those who came tonight were all close friends of his.

During the meal--

Zhuo Shaoqing kept putting food on Xiaoxiao’s plate, while Pei Mojing was even more meticulously caring for Mu Zixuan. However, Mu Zixuan had always been picky since she was young. When Pei Mojing put some food she didn’t like into her plate, she would ungraciously fork everything back onto Pei Mojing’s plate, adding a comment, "Wasting is shameful..."

And Pei Mojing indeed ate everything on his plate methodically to the last bite.

It really surprised everyone around. It seemed like Actor Pei never ate food that someone else had touched...

After dinner, everyone suggested going to Yemei Karaoke, so Xiaoxiao and Mu Zixuan naturally followed along since it was still early, not even eight o’clock.

Originally, Mu Zixuan was brought by Pei Mojing, but after meeting Xiaoxiao, she completely treated him like air, not giving him the slightest attention, which left him quite helpless.

Once they arrived at Yemei, they headed straight for a private room with a card room and some entertainment facilities.

"Xiaoxiao... do you know how to play mahjong?" Mu Zixuan looked excitedly at the automatic mahjong table.

"No..." Na Xiaoxiao shook her head vehemently. She really didn’t understand anything about mahjong.

"How about I teach you?" Mu Zixuan offered with a smile on her face.

"No thanks, I’m really not keen on it..." She felt that she couldn’t learn it in a short period of time anyway.

"We’re missing one, Miss Mu, Miss Na, who wants to join?" Chen Ming asked, smiling, as he sat at the mahjong table, while Xiaoxiao and Mu Zixuan were discussing whether to play or not.

"Shanshan, you go... I really can’t..." Na Xiaoxiao shook her head emphatically.

"All right then, I’ll do it..." Mu Zixuan said as she took a seat with a boss-like confidence.

Mahjong wasn’t really Mu Zixuan’s game, but not playing often didn’t mean she didn’t know how to play. Since she was there, she might as well get some practice.

The four at the table were Mu Zixuan, Chen Ming, a person named Jie Yibin, and then Pei Mojing.

By some unlucky chance, Pei Mojing ended up sitting right next to Mu Zixuan.

Xiaoxiao had initially wanted to sit by Mu Zixuan to see what was so fun about mahjong, but Zhuo Shaoqing came in from the outside and pulled her out.

"Xiaoxiao... let’s go sing..."

Na Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but burst his bubble, "Didn’t you say you’re tone-deaf..."

Zhuo Shaoqing turned to look at her, "But belting out a couple of tunes is no problem..."

After Zhuo Shaoqing and Na Xiaoxiao left, only the four seated players remained in the card room.

Mu Zixuan looked at the tiles she had drawn and frowned. What kind of hand was this, all over the place, how to play? Why was her luck so bad tonight?

It seemed like anywhere the Plague God was, her good fortune was nowhere to be found...

From now on, she firmly resolved to keep her distance from the Plague God...

"Three Wan!" With that, she tossed out a tile.

"Kong..." Pei Mojing leisurely picked up the tile Mu Zixuan had discarded and placed it next to the three pushed-over Tens of Characters.

The remaining three players looked down and chuckled quietly, while Mu Zixuan helplessly twitched the corners of her mouth. Could her luck be any worse?

Chen Ming was seated before Mu Zixuan and before it was his turn to play, Mu Zixuan impatiently flipped over her next tile. Upon seeing it, her eyes that shone like the stars suddenly sparkled with dazzling light. This tile was good... really good...

As she picked up the tile, Chen Ming also discarded one, "Five of Bamboo..."

"Pong..." Pei Mojing spoke up again.

Mu Zixuan’s hand holding the card abruptly stopped mid-air, then she glared furiously at Pei Mojing.

Pei Mojing looked up and flashed her a radiant smile, then picked up the tile Chen Ming had discarded.

She was so annoyed. Was it a kong or a pong, why was he so irritating?

Huffing with resentment, she reluctantly placed the tile back down...

After another round, she lifted a tile with hopeful anticipation. The moment she saw it, her face lit up with delight. Nice, very nice, this was perfect.

While quietly rejoicing, she discarded an excess tile, "Seven of Bamboo..."

But Pei Mojing made no move to act, and just as she was about to urge him on, she saw the man suddenly knock down his hand of tiles and then looked at her playfully, saying, "Mahjong..."

Mu Zixuan’s head was suddenly filled with black lines...

He truly was her Plague God!

Meanwhile, Xiaoxiao, who had been taken outside by Zhuo Shaoqing, started to sing her heart out.

She felt more and more relaxed as she sang, and her mood kept improving. It was as if all the burdens pressing on her heart had temporarily disappeared.

After finishing a song, she put down the microphone...

"I need to use the restroom..." Due to the loud music, she had to lean close to Zhuo Shaoqing’s ear,

But to the others, this gesture seemed exceptionally intimate.

Upon hearing her words, Zhuo Shaoqing also put down his microphone and said to her, "I’ll take you there..."

"No need, I can manage by myself..." She was a bit embarrassed.

"I was about to go myself anyway, let’s go..." Zhuo Shaoqing said, and without waiting for her to object, he stood up, took her hand, and started walking towards the door.

The moment they entered the restroom’s main entrance, a man in a suit and leather shoes, exuding nobility and elegance, walked around from another corner.

His lips were slightly pursed, his expression cold and merciless.

While walking, he took out his phone to check it--

Should he call Xiaoxiao and ask if she has gone home?

It’s already past eight o’clock, she should have gone home by now...

Forget it...

He would be going home himself after a while anyway.

With these thoughts, Mu Zisu pocketed his phone again and headed straight for the restroom.

When he had finished washing his hands and had taken only a couple of steps away from the sink, he looked up to see right in front of him a tall, lean man pulling a petite and delicate woman along.

The two were walking one after the other, and although the man was just holding the woman’s wrist, it made him stop in his tracks and squint his eyes.

Xiaoxiao!

She hadn’t obediently gone home but was instead with that Zhuo Shaoqing!