Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 634 - 632: The Year When I was Fourteen_1

Chapter 634: Chapter 632: The Year When I was Fourteen_1

Mu Zisu thought they might run into Zhuo Shaoqing and the others after reaching the hall, but when she and Na Xiaoxiao returned to the venue, aside from the staff and bodyguards, there were only Pei Mojing, Mu Zixuan, and Mu Ziqing.

Mu Zisu raised an eyebrow. Had they all left so soon?

He couldn’t help but raise his hand to check his watch. Upon checking, a slight surprise took hold of him. When he went to find Na Xiaoxiao, it had been ten o’clock, and now it was nearly eleven. How had time passed so quickly?

"Brother, if you hadn’t come out soon, we were going to search for you..." Mu Ziqing pouted.

Na Xiaoxiao smiled apologetically. If it hadn’t been for her, they probably would have come out earlier.

As they approached, the three of them noticed Mu Zisu’s clothes, tousled by someone. Looking at Na Xiaoxiao, although it wasn’t obvious, her slightly red eyes suggested that she had been crying.

Then, noticing the hands the two of them held together, they all suddenly started laughing knowingly.

"It’s getting late, let’s all go back..." Mu Zisu said, looking at them.

"Sure thing..." Mu Ziqing immediately switched sides, standing next to Na Xiaoxiao.

Mu Zixuan looked at Mu Ziqing’s action and glared at her, "Why run so fast?"

"Sis, you’re already half a Pei Family member now, I definitely should stand with the Mu Family..." Mu Ziqing giggled.

Mu Zixuan snorted, "Even if I’m married, I’ll still be a Mu Family member, okay?"

"Hehe... There’s a saying: a married daughter is like water that’s flown away. Sis, you know..." Mu Ziqing blinked playfully.

"...."

Mu Zisu took Na Xiaoxiao and Mu Ziqing back with him, while Pei Mojing pulled Mu Zixuan into his car. Today, he was determined not to let her go back.

After returning to the Mu Family’s home, Mu Zisu took Na Xiaoxiao straight to his bedroom. Looking down at his clothes that bore the marks of her assault, he once again shook his head helplessly.

He seemed never to have been so disheveled. The state he was in now could certainly be called a mess.

"I’ll go wash first..." Na Xiaoxiao changed her shoes and headed toward the bathroom.

Mu Zisu raised an eyebrow and followed her without even changing his shoes or taking off his coat.

Na Xiaoxiao turned around, eyeing him warily, "What are you doing...?"

"Taking a bath..." Mu Zisu stated matter-of-factly.

Na Xiaoxiao’s mouth twitched as she stepped aside, "Alright, then you go first..."

Mu Zisu’s lips curled into a mischievous smile, "What’s this ’you go first, I go first’? Let’s do it together..."

Na Xiaoxiao’s head immediately shook like a tambourine, "No, no, no... You go first, I need to go back to my room to get some clothes..." She said as she tried to get past Mu Zisu to her own room.

To bathe with him... heaven...

She dared not imagine...

Mu Zisu stood still, and as Na Xiaoxiao brushed past him, he suddenly reached out, pulling her into his embrace.

"I’ll get it for you in a moment..."

Afterwards, Na Xiaoxiao found herself lifted off the ground once again. She felt the urge to cry; she had the premonition that Mu Zisu was going to force her to take advantage of him again...

Amen...

May a bolt of lightning strike and knock her unconscious...

That night, Na Xiaoxiao slept restlessly, half-awake and half-dreaming, as if awake, yet seemingly in the midst of a dream.

Mu Zisu, holding her close, noticed her restlessness. He whispered her name into her ear many times, but she continued to frown tightly, her head lightly shaking in discomfort as if troubled by a dream.

A while later, she began to sweat on her forehead. Mu Zisu’s heart skipped a beat. He reached out to touch her forehead and found it burning hot.

He immediately got up, quickly changed his clothes, wrapped her securely in a blanket, and carried her out of the bedroom.

The medical staff, who were resting, were stirred once again by Mu Zisu’s arrival. Seeing Na Xiaoxiao, they were once more internally astonished.

Regarding Miss Na’s health, we can no longer completely rely on scientific explanations, because some things truly cannot be explained.

After an examination, the result was merely a common cold and fever, a false alarm. Mu Zisu then put her mind at ease, carrying Xiaoxiao, who had just received an injection, back to the main house bedroom.

Xiaoxiao had calmed down, but her brow remained furrowed, never relaxing for a moment.

Mu Zisu sighed softly and hugged her tighter into his embrace. Why couldn’t she just let him rest easy?

Xiaoxiao had a dream, dreaming she had gone back to the year she was fourteen...

"Hey Qiqi... what’s this you’re drawing?" She and Mu Zixuan leaned in closer.

"Hmm... This is an ancient image from Egypt..." Mu Ziqing lifted her little face.

"Egypt?" Xiaoxiao frowned, "I haven’t heard of it..."

Mu Zixuan and Mu Ziqing both gave her a speechless look. "What would you know, staying here all day?"

Xiaoxiao immediately felt depressed. She was being looked down upon by them again. What could she do? It wasn’t up to her where she was born. To be born in a remote and isolated mountaintop was sad enough, but to be born in a mountaintop from which one couldn’t leave was the saddest.

Feeling glum, she picked up her pen and had just started to draw when she overheard Aunt Xia telling her mother, "Miss... let me show you my family’s cool, handsome boy..."

Upon hearing this, she instantly became curious; it must be the Yaoyao that Shanshan and Qiqi always talked about...

Thereupon, she put down her pen and ran over...

With endless curiosity, she peered over at the small screen...

She was initially just curious to see what the brother that Shanshan and Qiqi always boasted about looked like. However, when she saw the person on the screen, she was startled and lost her composure...

Under the azure sky, against the railings of a white yacht, leaned a man as handsome and divine as a deity.

A simple white shirt and deep blue jeans adorned him, enhancing his tall and upright figure to perfection.

Especially that stunningly beautiful face, like a masterpiece directly from the hand of God.

His gaze was indifferent, giving off an air of unrivaled arrogance.

She even forgot to breathe, just staring blankly at the enchanting person on the screen...

The gates of memory seemed to burst open in an instant, flooding in like a deluge...

"Xiaoxiao... the outside world is very complicated, do you really want to go?"

"Dad, I want to go, please let me, alright..."

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"Yaoyao... this is Xiaoxiao..."

"Hmm..."

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"Xiaoxiao! Before I grow tired of you, you are not allowed to have contact with any other men, especially that Zhuo guy!"

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"Why do you care about me?"

"Because I love you... Xiaoxiao... I have loved you for a long time already..."

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"Xiaoxiao... break it off with him..."

"Dad... I don’t want to..."

"Xiaoxiao... being with him will harm him. His blood can’t suppress the poison in your body..."