The chilly male voice instantly woke Chu Mufeng up. He struggled to gather his thoughts and tried to make his tone as normal as possible.
"I got her involved in some matters today, which might have caused her some trouble. I want... I want to ask how she's doing."
Chu Mufeng's voice was not loud and even somewhat suppressed.
"She's quite well; she's already slept. If there's anything, you can contact her after she wakes up tomorrow," Mu Chengxi did not hurry to hang up Chu Mufeng's call. H patiently waited for Chu Mufeng to say something more.
Instead, Chu Mufeng hung up the call, fleeing in panic. He had already begun to imagine the scenes of Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi being together...
The next morning, Wen Xin stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at the several red kiss marks on her collarbone, which contrasted sharply with her skin as white and translucent as mutton-fat jade.