The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 105 - 105 105 Midnight Dance Steps Disturb Tranquil Dreams

105: Chapter 105: Midnight Dance Steps Disturb Tranquil Dreams 105: Chapter 105: Midnight Dance Steps Disturb Tranquil Dreams “It’s just a job, what’s the big deal?”

Lying on the bed in his rented apartment bedroom, Lin Fei couldn’t help but feel a bit helpless as he recalled Meng Xue’er’s overly excited demeanor from earlier in the living room.

After hearing that Lin Fei could help her find a job, and that the employer was the somewhat famous Mu Group in Zhonghai, Meng Xue’er’s face, though still flushed, became very unsettled.

For a soon-to-be graduate like Meng Xue’er, a resume was naturally something she had prepared in advance.

However, when she found out that Lin Fei was going to submit her information to a senior executive at Mu Group, Meng Xue’er immediately tore up the resume she had already prepared.

Yes, tore it up.

Even Lin Fei found it hard to imagine that Meng Xue’er, with her gentle and pure disposition, would tear up her own resume.

He probably wouldn’t have believed it if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes.

But, indeed, it had happened.

When Lin Fei asked Meng Xue’er about it, the answer she gave was even more surprising to him.

Meng Xue’er was a huge admirer of Mu Group’s president, also known as Lin Fei’s nominal wife, Mu Shanshan, and it wasn’t an exaggeration to consider her an idol.

In Meng Xue’er’s own words, to be able to enter Mu Group, she had to present the very best personal resume.

Trying to do a good deed had led him to his wife’s “fan,” and Lin Fei didn’t quite know what to say.

Thinking of Meng Xue’er’s near-fainting excitement, Lin Fei suddenly felt somewhat relieved that he hadn’t told her that Mu Shanshan was his wife.

If Lin Fei had told Meng Xue’er that her admired idol was his own wife, there was a very good chance Meng Xue’er would’ve fainted.

“Who would’ve thought, Shanshan’s influence is so big among young girls.

Maybe when hitting on chicks, using her name could increase my success rate.”

According to Meng Xue’er, Mu Shanshan had a significant positive impact among the young female population in Zhonghai.

Many young women in Zhonghai looked up to Mu Shanshan as a role model and numerous female college students aspired to work at Mu Group after graduation.

Thinking back on the shy Meng Xue’er excitedly telling him about how popular Mu Shanshan was among their circle of girls, and how many admirers she had, Lin Fei couldn’t help but entertain some mischievous thoughts.

Of course, these were thoughts Lin Fei only entertained inwardly.

If he truly started using Mu Shanshan’s name to pick up girls and if Mu Shanshan remained unaware, it would be one thing, but if she found out, given her temperament, she would never let Lin Fei off easily, even if it meant becoming a widow.

Even Lin Fei, shameless as he was, felt significant psychological pressure to engage in such activities.

Rather than that, he’d be better off seeking fun at bars and nightclubs on his own.

After being reminded of Mu Shanshan by Meng Xue’er, Lin Fei also remembered that he had promised his nominal wife that he would let her know when he wasn’t coming home.

Thinking of this, Lin Fei picked up his phone and sent Mu Shanshan a text.

He told her he had some personal matters to deal with and wouldn’t be coming home to sleep tonight.

As for what personal matters, that was left for Mu Shanshan to imagine.

…

At the Purple Garden Pavilion villa, upon receiving Lin Fei’s text, Mu Shanshan automatically imagined scenes of Lin Fei at bars and nightclubs, messing around with other women.

It wasn’t that Mu Shanshan had impure thoughts, but Lin Fei’s usual behavior had long prompted her to typecast him.

Although after Lin Fei moved into the villa, their interactions over some time had somewhat improved her impression of him.

However, the clear bite marks on Lin Fei’s lips from that day were enough for Mu Shanshan to dismiss any positive impression of Lin Fei she harbored in her heart.

“Aunt Lan, don’t bother, it’s already late, you should go to sleep early too.”

After receiving Lin Fei’s text, Mu Shanshan abruptly stopped Aunt Lan, who was in the midst of rearranging Lin Fei’s bedroom.

“Miss, you go to sleep.

While the son-in-law hasn’t come back yet, I’ll quickly tidy up his bedroom.

Just so he doesn’t get upset when he returns, causing another argument with you.”

Aunt Lan didn’t pick up on the underlying tone in Mu Shanshan’s words and continued to tidy Lin Fei’s room.

“No need, Aunt Lan, let’s go to sleep.”

Mu Shanshan looped her arm through Aunt Lan’s and, without another word, half-pulled and half-dragged her out of Lin Fei’s bedroom.

Ordinary people might not sense her emotions from the cool tone of Mu Shanshan, but Aunt Lan, having lived with Mu Shanshan for over a decade, could certainly understand the undeniable firmness beneath her chilly demeanor.

Right away, Aunt Lan didn’t say anything more and let Mu Shanshan lead her out of Lin Fei’s bedroom.

Once they were out of Lin Fei’s bedroom, Aunt Lan took Mu Shanshan’s soft hand, speaking earnestly, “Miss, I’m not criticizing you.

You’re married now, you can’t act impulsively like when you were younger.

Take this instance, even if the son-in-law did something wrong, as his wife, you can scold him.

But no matter what, you shouldn’t disrupt the son-in-law’s bedroom.”

Seeing Mu Shanshan’s cold expression and silence, Aunt Lan knew very well that her words hadn’t gotten through to her.

Right then, Aunt Lan didn’t know how to continue persuading Mu Shanshan and simply patted her delicate hand, speaking soothingly, “I know your husband must have done something wrong, too.

But no matter what, you’re married now.

Since you’re husband and wife, you should learn to understand each other.

No matter how wrong your husband might be, we still need to leave him a place to sleep.”

After she finished speaking, Aunt Lan was about to turn around and continue tidying up Lin Fei’s bedroom.

“No need, he’s not lacking a place to sleep.”

Mu Shanshan’s eyes were slightly cold as she firmly stopped Aunt Lan.

“Miss, what do you mean by this…

oh, I get it, it’s my meddling.

You want to use this as an excuse to have your husband sleep in your room, right?

This time it was my overthinking.

I almost spoiled your well-intentioned plan.

I’ll go right now and take everything out of his room.

I hope your husband will understand your feelings soon and share a room with you, which would be good for adding members to the Mu Family.”

After hearing Aunt Lan’s speech, Mu Shanshan was dumbstruck.

She didn’t even notice Aunt Lan breaking free from her gentle grasp and moving things out of Lin Fei’s bedroom.

Mu Shanshan’s refusal to let Aunt Lan tidy up Lin Fei’s bedroom indeed had an ulterior motive—to punish Lin Fei for his nights of not coming home.

It was absolutely not what Aunt Lan thought, forcing Lin Fei to sleep in her bedroom, let alone consummating the marriage or adding members to the Mu Family—that was even more nonsensical.

In Mu Shanshan’s mind, she never once entertained such thoughts, okay?

Things like consummating the marriage were always Lin Fei’s own wishful thinking.

Mu Shanshan had always been staunchly opposed to it.

The president of Mu Group, having regained her composure, wanted to explain to Aunt Lan; but as the words reached her lips, she swallowed them back.

Mu Shanshan knew all too well that if she honestly spoke the truth, Aunt Lan would definitely start tidying Lin Fei’s bedroom again.

Moreover, she might even call Mu Hong to complain.

In light of this, Mu Shanshan pursed her lips, gave Lin Fei’s bedroom a hateful glare, and turned back to her own room.

Hugging the beige teddy bear, lying in bed for quite some time, Mu Shanshan, who usually had very regular sleeping habits, now suffered from insomnia.

Because Mu Shanshan suddenly realized that if Aunt Lan could misunderstand her act of emptying Lin Fei’s bedroom, then Lin Fei, as the person involved, would likely misunderstand her as well.

The thought that Lin Fei might misunderstand her actions just like Aunt Lan and thus come to her room to share a bed was something Mu Shanshan could still somewhat accept.

It would just mean she’d sleep on the bed and Lin Fei on the floor; such an arrangement had already happened once before.

If it happened a few more times, or even continued indefinitely, it wasn’t something Mu Shanshan couldn’t accept.

But the idea of consummating the marriage and adding members to the family made Mu Shanshan lose her composure.

Of course, she emptied Lin Fei’s bedroom as punishment for Lin Fei.

If because of this, she got herself into trouble as well, that would be too much of a setback.

This was something Mu Shanshan could not accept no matter what.

Yet, the idea of returning Lin Fei’s bedroom to its original state was something Mu Shanshan was very reluctant to do.

Mu Shanshan’s thought process was simple: even though Lin Fei had already moved into the Purple Garden Pavilion Villa to live with her, he still spent nights away every so often, clearly not taking her, the president of Mu Group, seriously, let alone holding her in his heart.

Uncles can tolerate; wives, on the other hand, cannot.

Mu Shanshan hadn’t even been “eaten” by Lin Fei yet, and he already didn’t take her seriously.

If they consummated their marriage, wouldn’t Lin Fei just kick her to the curb?

Having thought this through, Mu Shanshan made up her mind, resolutely refusing to condone Lin Fei’s behavior of not returning home at night, and she must teach Lin Fei a lesson.

Until the day Lin Fei recognized his mistake, she wouldn’t tidy up his bedroom.

And that wasn’t all; Mu Shanshan took out her phone and sent Lin Fei a text message: Tomorrow morning, accompany me for a run, don’t be late!

You, Lin Fei, won’t come back, huh?

Fine, wherever you spend the night, don’t you dare think you can sleep comfortably.

Mu Shanshan firmly decided in her heart that if Lin Fei didn’t hurry back in the morning to accompany her for a run, she would make sure to let him have it at the company.

She might not be able to do much to Lin Fei at home, where she is the president.

Mu Group was her, Mu Shanshan’s, domain, and Lin Fei was an employee of the Mu Group—her subordinate.

At the company, she could handle Lin Fei however she liked.

With this mindset, Mu Shanshan eventually did not return Lin Fei’s bedroom to its original state.

Instead, she quickly fell into deep sleep.

While Mu Shanshan slept soundly, Lin Fei, who had received her text message, could no longer sleep peacefully.

Of course, Lin Fei’s insomnia wasn’t solely because of Mu Shanshan’s text message.

Her message couldn’t cause a significant negative impact on Lin Fei’s sleep.

The real reason Lin Fei couldn’t sleep was because of the incessantly bouncing ceiling above him.

In short, there was someone dancing upstairs from Lin Fei, and the vigorous steps caused his bedroom ceiling to shake, sprinkling down a bit of dust.