“Oh my, I was only gone for a moment, and you’ve already started playing games?”
Mu Qingxue looked back and forth between the two of them, her gaze lingering on the spot where they were in close contact as she smiled slightly.
However, her smile made a chill run down Chen Xiaoyan’s spine.
“Seriously, why didn’t you ask me to join if you were playing a game? Xiaoyan, move over a bit.”
Chen Xiaoyan helped Chongchong to the left side of the car, pressing her against the window, and obediently moved a good distance to the left.
Mu Qingxue sat down and slammed the car door shut.
The sound of the door closing struck their hearts just as heavily.
Their bodies couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
“Qingxue, we weren’t playing a game. It’s just that Chongchong’s hand is swollen, so I asked March Without Snow to come take a look,” Chen Xiaoyan explained with a forced smile.
Chongchong held her phone with both hands, staring at the screen, though it was unclear what she was actually doing.
Mu Qingxue narrowed her eyes and said with a half-smile, “Then what was with her lying in your arms and sticking her tongue out at you?”
“Uh…” Chen Xiaoyan broke into a cold sweat and scratched her cheek awkwardly.
“There’s a reason for that.”
Mu Qingxue leaned against the car window, propping her head up with her right hand. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she looked at her. “What reason? I’m a bit curious.”
“This… well…” Chen Xiaoyan stammered, completely unable to answer.
She didn’t know the reason herself.
Was she supposed to tell her that Chongchong wanted to prove whether her breath stunk or not?
She wouldn’t even believe such a lame excuse herself, let alone Mu Qingxue.
“Ugh!” Chongchong finally couldn’t stand Mu Qingxue’s persistent questioning and looked up to glare at her.
“I’ve been feeling very feverish lately, so I wanted Sister Xiaoyan to see if my tongue coating was thick. Is there a problem?”
Hearing this, Chen Xiaoyan quickly chimed in, “Right, right.”
Mu Qingxue didn’t seem to care about Chongchong’s provocative gaze at all. Instead, she said in a calm tone, “I see. It seems I was overthinking things.”
Chongchong was stunned.
What was wrong with this woman?
Didn’t she see the provocation?
Her tone was so gentle; how was she supposed to follow up with her next move?
Chen Xiaoyan also breathed a sigh of relief. Had it really passed that easily?
It felt strangely surreal.
It seemed Mu Qingxue was more sensible than Chongchong, at least she wouldn’t make a scene without reason.
“Achoo!” Chongchong suddenly sneezed.
She rubbed her nose with a puzzled expression.
Strange, why did she suddenly sneeze when she was perfectly fine?
Was that hmp cursing her behind her back?
“Chongzhu, if you have a cold, go back and have a good rest.”
“Don’t trouble yourself; I know my own body,” Chongchong replied coldly.
“Pushing yourself isn’t good for you, you know.”
“Sizhainu, you’re being a bit annoying,” Chongchong glared at her and then ignored her.
This foul woman might seem like she was caring for her on the surface, but in reality, she was constantly thinking of ways to make her leave so she could be alone with Sister Xiaoyan.
Don’t be ridiculous; I won’t give you that chance.
Mu Qingxue simply laughed off Chongchong’s cold shoulder.
Then her eyes darted around craftily, and a nearly imperceptible smile played at the corners of her mouth.
“Oh no!!!” Mu Qingxue let out a startled cry, furrowing her brows and clutching her chest with a pained expression.
Her exclamation immediately drew the attention of the other two.
“Qingxue, what’s wrong?” Chen Xiaoyan quickly supported her and asked urgently.
“Xiaoyan, my chest feels so tight, like something is blocked. Help me take a look.” After saying that, she even patted her chest with her hand.
With her brow tightly furrowed and her lip lightly bitten, her face was full of helplessness.
Her usual cold and aloof aura was gone. The current Mu Qingxue possessed a fragile beauty that made Chen Xiaoyan feel an instinctive sense of pity.
Chongchong was dazed and subconsciously became worried as well.
But as soon as she heard it was a chest problem, she snapped out of it. A woman’s intuition told her that something might not be quite right here.
Chen Xiaoyan was frantic with worry.
She didn’t have the same suspicions as Chongchong because Mu Qingxue had never shown such a helpless and pitiful expression before.
With her status, she wouldn’t play the victim to gain sympathy.
So why would her chest suddenly feel tight?
This reminded Chen Xiaoyan of her own body aches.
Could it be that it was starting for Qingxue too?
She was both happy and a bit worried.
It was just that the location seemed a bit…
Chen Xiaoyan stared blankly at the two peaks before her, falling into deep thought.
A mountain needn’t be high; if it has shape, it’s divine.
This phrase kept bouncing around in her head, impossible to drive away.
Qingxue wanted her to check these two mountains?
Chen Xiaoyan felt both expectant and a bit worried.
Wait, worried?
She blinked her eyes cutely, her bewildered expression looking quite adorable.
Countless questions seemed to echo in her heart.
Ultimately, they all converged into one.
And that was—what the Nima am I worried about?
At that moment, a white Male Floating Spirit suddenly emerged from the void and spoke to her.
Male Floating Spirit: Get a grip! What if I come back one day?
As soon as he finished speaking, another white Female Floating Spirit emerged from the void.
She looked at the Male Floating Spirit with disdain.
Female Floating Spirit: No way, no way. You actually think there’s hope of changing back to your original self? Surely nobody is that stupid, right? Child, is it really that hard to face reality?
Male Floating Spirit: Don’t you miss my existence?
Female Floating Spirit: Ha! Why would I miss you? Don’t you know how pathetic you used to be? Look at me; in the future, I can meet several great beauties in total sincerity, and maybe even develop a Harem. What about you? Can you do that?
Male Floating Spirit: You!!!
Male Floating Spirit: Our parents only have one son. You’re going to leave them with no heir? They raised you for so many years; even a dog knows how to show gratitude. What about you?
Female Floating Spirit: Tsk, I can bring them several daughters-in-law, each more beautiful than the last and incredibly rich. The two elders will surely enjoy their golden years under our care.
Male Floating Spirit: You have no heir.
Female Floating Spirit: What era do you think this is?
Male Floating Spirit: You have no heir.
Female Floating Spirit: Enough from you!!!
Male Floating Spirit: No heir, no heir…
Chen Xiaoyan shook her head, dispelling those strange voices from her mind. Right now, Qingxue’s safety was the most important thing; everything else could wait.
“Chongchong, go outside and send the driver away.”
She hadn’t forgotten that there was still a man standing outside the car. Although there were curtains inside to block the view, she still wasn’t at ease.
“Huh?” Chongchong was a bit confused.
“Qingxue needs to take off her clothes. Send him away.”
“But she…” Chongchong wanted to say that Mu Qingxue was likely faking it and didn’t want her to take it so seriously.
But Chongchong didn’t dare to gamble. What if it was real?
In that case, she would likely lose a lot of points in Sister Xiaoyan’s heart.
She might even end up being loathed for it.
I can’t let that happen.
Dammit!!!
Chongchong gave Mu Qingxue a resentful look, noting her pitiful appearance.
Whether you’re faking it or not this time, you win for now.
However, next time might not go the same way.
She pushed the door open and stepped out. With a somber expression, she made the driver retreat a hundred meters before returning to the car.
Seeing Chen Xiaoyan personally undressing Mu Qingxue, Chongchong couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable. She simply closed her eyes and turned her head away.
She looked at the scenery outside the car.
But her gaze still couldn’t help but steal a few glances from time to time.