Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 460 Mu Shaoci & Shen Lu 5

Chapter 460: Chapter 460 Mu Shaoci & Shen Lu 5

Mu Shaoci loosened his tie and staggered to the couch to sit down, draping his tie over the armrest.

He turned his head and saw Shen Lu sneakily tasting the Sobering-up Soup.

He scoffed, "Both dumb and gluttonous."

Shen Lu felt her ears heat up, "Tch, Skinflint Mu must be cursing me for being dumb again. You keep saying that, I’m starting to think my IQ is overdue for payment."

She turned around and saw Mu Shaoci collapsed on the couch, "Good thing I didn’t curse him, or I’d be done for."

She hurriedly served a bowl of Sobering-up Soup and presented it with both hands, "President Mu, you’re back. Have some soup to sober up."

Mu Shaoci opened his eyes, took the bowl and blew on it, then sipped slowly, "Sweeter than last time."

Shen Lu explained, "The plums were sourer this time, so I added a couple more pieces of rock sugar."

She took the bowl back, "I just rolled out some noodles, I’ll cook them for you now."

Mu Shaoci replied faintly, "Okay, I’ll take a shower first."

"Sure."

As Mu Shaoci got up, he called back to her, "Assistant Shen, don’t be yelling later."

Shen Lu nodded, "Understood. Did Assistant Su not come with you, President Mu?"

As Mu Shaoci continued buttoning his shirt on his way to the bathroom, he replied, "He had a bit of alcohol, his hemorrhoids flared up."

Shen Lu: "...Are you okay, though? Your back, I mean?"

Mu Shaoci paused in his steps and looked back, "What does drinking have to do with my back?"

"People with bad backs usually have weak kidneys too, and if you have weak kidneys, you shouldn’t drink alcohol."

Mu Shaoci frowned, "Are you suggesting I have a kidney problem?"

Shen Lu blinked, "I’m not saying you have a deficiency, I just..."

Mu Shaoci gave her a cold glance, "Assistant Shen, if you don’t know how to speak properly, don’t speak at all, understand? I’m deducting a thousand tonight."

Shen Lu: !@#%%^&&*!

She felt so miserable. She came over late at night to cook and make soup for him and still got fined a thousand, utterly inhumane!

And that Assistant Su, why did he have to message her?

Serves him right that his hemorrhoids flared up!

Shen Lu was particularly gloomy, fuming as she entered the kitchen.

She boiled water for the noodles and scooped a huge spoonful of salt.

Let him die of saltiness, the malevolent capitalist!

But then she thought about it, doing this would only accelerate the speed at which she’d get fined.

What if Skinflint Mu wasn’t satisfied and fired her?

Shen Lu calmed the rage in her heart and prepared the soup noodles before Mu Shaoci emerged, placing them on the dining table.

Before long, Mu Shaoci came over in a dark satin pajama, drying his hair with a towel.

Shen Lu stole a glance and thought this man was offensively handsome.

Broad shoulders, a trim waist, long legs, tousled black hair, and the black pajamas made his skin appear coldly pale, oozing an overwhelming presence.

She swallowed, "Sit down, Skinfl— I mean, President Mu."

Mu Shaoci hung the towel on the back of the chair, "What did you just call me?"

"President Mu!"

Mu Shaoci didn’t press further, picking up his chopsticks and began eating. The taste of the soup noodles was exceptional, way better than the dishes at the banquet.

"How did you make the noodles?"

Shen Lu recounted the process.

Mu Shaoci knew how to cook and as he listened to her, it was all standard procedure, but the taste was remarkable when she made it.

He realized something, some people might seem foolish and unable to understand anything, but they could be amazing cooks.

Of course, Shen Lu was unaware of his thoughts. Had she known, she certainly would’ve cursed him hundreds of times in her mind.

Mu Shaoci put down his chopsticks, and Shen Lu started to clear the table.

Watching her busy herself, he remarked, "We have a dishwasher."

Shen Lu turned around abruptly, You’re telling me now, after all this time?

Was he playing with her before?

But she was too timid to dare ask that question aloud. She just smiled and said, "Okay, got it."

Mu Shaoci finished washing up in the bathroom, and when he came out, he was holding his back.

Seeing this, Shen Lu said, "President Mu, I didn’t shout or scream just now."

Mu Shaoci: "..."

Shen Lu asked, "Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

"No need."

Seeing his evident pain, Shen Lu offered, "Um, let me give you a massage."

Mu Shaoci squinted at her, "Do you know how to massage?"

Shen Lu nodded, "My dad is a masseur, so I grew up watching and learning. I’m pretty good with the basics. President Mu, you could give it a try."

Mu Shaoci was somewhat skeptical, but his back really did feel uncomfortable, "Then be gentle."

Shen Lu followed him into the room. Watching him lie on the bed, she asked, "Do you have any massage oil?"

"It’s in the medicine box on the bedside table."

Shen Lu found the medicine box, took out the massage oil, opened it, and warmed it in her palms before saying, "Okay, I’m going to start now."

Mu Shaoci made a sound of affirmation.

Shen Lu lifted the man’s pajama, pulled down his sleeping pants slightly, and began massaging his lean waist with her soft hands.

Shen Lu’s technique was good, and Mu Shaoci hummed in comfort.

Realizing he had made a sound, he knitted his brows and asked, "Why didn’t you tell me earlier that you could massage?"

"The day you fell, I wasn’t sure if you had injured your bone, so I didn’t dare to move you casually. Plus, you were hospitalized afterward, and doctors are definitely more professional than me. If I had mentioned that I could massage, it would be like showing off in front of an expert. Today, seeing you were really uncomfortable, I just brought it up."

Mu Shaoci felt his back was significantly better, "From now on, I’ll reward you with a thousand dollars for each massage."

Shen Lu rolled her eyes inwardly – classic Skinflint Mu. She’d rather cook for a day than give another massage – only she knew how tiring it was.

Half an hour later, Mu Shaoci was massaged into sleep.

Shen Lu pulled the blanket over him and started to tidy up the medicine box, placing it quietly back into the bedside table.

When she turned around, she saw the man’s handsome features.

She leaned over, her fingertips unintentionally tracing the contours of his delicate face.

Skinflint Mu really was incredibly good-looking.

Before she’d joined Mu Corporation, she’d heard that the people of both the Mu and Fu Families were particularly attractive, each like otherworldly creatures.

True enough, Mu Shaoci was the most handsome man she’d ever seen, even if he had quite a bad temper.

Her finger accidentally touched his lips, and her heartbeat suddenly quickened.

At that moment, Mu Shaoci’s eyes snapped open.

Shen Lu’s face changed drastically – she was doomed!

As she sat there, tense and anxious, Mu Shaoci slowly closed his eyes again.

Shen Lu quickly withdrew her finger, swallowed hard, and hurriedly left.

By the time she was seated in the driver’s seat, her heart was still thumping wildly.

"Oh my God! Was he asleep just now or not? Mother, I can’t lose this job! Handsome men are such a distraction!"

Shen Lu held her chest for a long time until she calmed down, then started the car and drove off.

In the dimly lit room, the man’s breathing was steady.

Yet his eyes slowly opened and then closed again.

He turned over and let out a light scoff.

This little four-eyes, she’s quite bold to make a move on him.

If it weren’t for her tasty cooking and decent massage skills, he would have thrown her out immediately.

He guessed that she was probably scared by this incident and might behave more cautiously in the future.

But it was so late; could she encounter some trouble while heading back?

Mu Shaoci thought for a moment, then grabbed his phone and called Su Chen, "Call Shen Lu later, ask if she’s reached home."

He stressed, "Although she looks pretty safe, she’s still an employee of Mu Corporation, and it would reflect badly on the company if something really happened to her."