Mu Chenyan Had Provoked Yuan Xuan Without Doing Anything

Yuan Xuan saw that Mu Chenyan was clearly avoiding his gaze - mocking him even.

Nonetheless, he had only wanted to use Zhao Ruoxin to provoke her and make her slightly jealous.

He had never expected this woman to act unconcerned and push him away.

A fire began to burn in his heart.

His gaze was piercing and beast-like. He wanted to pounce on her and tear off that scornful look that the woman was using to mask her true feelings.

Since he cared about her, he would not let her act indifferent about this.

Zhao Ruoxin pretended as if she had not heard this, but did not continue speaking.

Although Old Mistress adored her, she was still aware that Mu Chenyan was the real Mrs Yuan. Her excitement and joy had clearly caused her to celebrate too early.

"Chenyan, don't get angry okay? I... I only wanted to get the owner's permission, but I unconsciously snatched Brother Xuan away from you..."

Zhao Ruoxin was beautiful and gentle as she said this. Sometimes, her eyes would look murky and mysterious while other times, they were as gentle as a stream.

Mu Chenyan watched Zhao Ruoxin's fascinating transformation and raised her brow. She had instantly changed from an extremely enthusiastic and delighted fox into a worried little lamb.

"I never said that you snatched Brother Xuan from me!"

Mu Chenyan sneered before she continuing, "Besides, you could've just said that you wanted him. The position of 'Mrs Yuan' is determined solely by your Brother Xuan's wishes!"

This attack stunned Zhao Ruoxin. Her deepest desires had been revealed in a manner that publically shamed her.

She lusted after Yuan Xuan, but she did not want him to think that she was being too straight-forward.

After all, she used her late sister as a false pretence to approach Yuan Xuan in order to give a good impression to him.

Now that Mu Chenyan had dragged the truth out into the daylight, she felt humiliated.

"Chenyan, that isn't funny at all!"

Zhao Ruoxin protested in a soft voice while a troubled look spread across her face.

When she saw her in this state, Mu Chenyan's head began to throb - she was irritated with her own stupidity.

Zhao Ruoxin was not exactly a scheming whore. She was merely slightly overexcited and overjoyed to the point where she had exposed herself. However, in doing so, she had made a fool out of herself.

After she had said this, she became worried that she had given Old Mistress and Yuan Xuan an opportunity to pounce on her and rip her to pieces.

She hadn't thought about this!

Meanwhile, Yuan Xuan was already glaring at her to shut her up, mainly because she had disrespected the title of Mrs Yuan.

"There will only be one 'Mrs Yuan'!"

Yuan Xuan seemed emotionless as his deep voice rang out. However, this sudden declaration shocked the three women in the room.

Old Mistress was terribly unhappy but was reluctant to involve her own grandson in this mess any further. Nonetheless, she had a valid reason to rebuke Mu Chenyan for speaking in such an unrestrained manner.

Old Mistress was just about to lash out before Yuan Xuan suddenly surprised her by getting up. He walked over with long strides, his oppressive pressure instantly making Mu Chenyan feel suffocated.

When Mu Chenyan saw the man's stern expression and the angry glow of his pitch-black pupils, she shifted her little feet. She was so frightened that she actually took a step back.

Yuan Xuan hooked his arm around her slim waist before he turned to his grandmother and said, "Grandmother, Mu Chenyan has a headache. I'll take her home first."

Old Mistress Yuan lowered her head and glanced at the young couple. Even a blind person could tell that Yuan Xuan was protecting Mu Chenyan.

This little b*stard clearly did not want to give her the chance to discipline that foxy woman...

"Quickly take her home and let her rest if she's having a headache. Stop talking nonsense here!"

Old Mistress was very unhappy as she ordered her guests to leave with a gloomy expression on her face.

Mu Chenyan's skinny body struggled in Yuan Xuan's arms for awhile. She was helpless in his embrace because his grip was as strong as steel, sturdy to the point where he could not be shaken. She grappled with him for several minutes but was unable to free herself.

She finally gave up and bit her lip before quietly protesting, "What headache? You're the cause of my headache!"

"If you keep making a fuss, then your head won't be the only thing that's hurting!" Yuan Xuan's voice was hoarse and strained. The deepness of his growl was comparable to a fine wine it that people would feel a warmth just by listening to it. Moreover, they could also become intoxicated by it. His brilliant gaze was also filled with rage that did little to conceal the meaning behind his words... This was a blatant threat!

When Mu Chenyan recalled the days and nights that she could not keep her legs together, her pent up rage subsided and her bad temper instantly vanished.

He had won!

This "Little Yuan Xuan" had won!