"It's mine?" Mu Anxiao calmly repeated, then fixed her gaze on the door panel at Wan Sha's feet. "Fine, then it's mine."
Wan Sha knew very well how fond of money Mu Anxiao was. Before Mu Anxiao spoke, Wan Sha guessed she would surely lose her temper.
Mu Xiang also prepared herself to record Mu Anxiao's greed and her readiness to break the door.
Who would have thought... reality was completely different from what they imagined.
Wan Sha revealed a puzzled expression: "You're so calm?"
"Of course, I'm calm. Trading your freedom for a door," Mu Anxiao curved her lips, "it seems quite a fair deal."
"What did you say?" Wan Sha's eyes widened.
Mu Anxiao: "The door, you broke it. I'll pay for it, and you, having no money, naturally have to exchange it with your freedom. Look," she smiled, "how cost-effective."
"It's not cost-effective." Wan Sha growled, stepped down from the door panel, and walked up to Mu Anxiao. "You'd better not play any tricks on me."
"You're the one playing tricks. Did I ask you to kick the door?" Mu Anxiao retorted.
Wan Sha's gaze flickered, and she stammered nonsensically, "I was just afraid you'd drown yourself while bathing."
"You mean, you were going to save me?" Mu Anxiao asked, feigning a touched expression. "Then I'm truly touched."
"So," Wan Sha said righteously, "it still counts as mine."
"Half for kindness, half for money. Then we'll split it fifty-fifty. You give me half a year of freedom, and I'll give you silver," Mu Anxiao smiled. "How about that?"
In Wan Sha's eyes, Mu Anxiao had always been someone easily fooled. Who knew that the current Mu Anxiao had become so cunning?
Hearing this, her eyes darkened. "It's mine," she said, then turned to look at Mu Xiang, who was standing on the door panel. "Lend me some silver."
Mu Xiang: "You don't need to compensate. We have plenty of doors at home."
Hearing Mu Xiang's words, Mu Anxiao rolled her eyes. "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Mu Xiang: "This privilege is only for her," she pointed at Wan Sha.
Mu Anxiao's face turned cold.
A moment later.
Fearing eavesdropping, Wan Sha used her demonic arts to repair the door. Then, she sat around the round table with Mu Anxiao, A Long, and Mu Xiang.
Mu Xiang propped her chin with her hands, staring intently at something, sighing continuously.
Mu Anxiao sat opposite Mu Xiang, picked up a teacup, and looked at Mu Xiang, who was constantly breathing at her, with a puzzled expression. "Hey, what's wrong?"
Mu Xiang sighed, "It's all your fault." She pouted.
Wan Sha consciously sat beside Mu Xiang, picked up her cup, and took a sip of tea. "Mu Xi has possessed Mu Long's body," she said, then put down the teacup.
Immediately, Mu Xiang shot a glare at Wan Sha.
Wan Sha looked bewildered. "Why are you looking at me?"
"Let me speak first," Mu Xiang said coldly.
Seeing Mu Xiang's unusual attitude and recalling what happened in the reception hall, Wan Sha nodded. "Okay, you speak, you speak." She pointed at Mu Xiang.
Mu Xiang remained silent and shifted her gaze back to Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao looked at Mu Xiang's glare and guessed, "You're not going to talk about... the marriage, are you?"
"How did you know?" Mu Xiang frowned.
From what Mu Anxiao knew, usually, women of that age, upon returning from their families, if they put on such an expression, it was mostly related to marriage.
Of course, this was just Mu Anxiao's guess.
Who would have thought she guessed correctly.
"I guessed it," she confessed honestly.
"I told you yesterday," Mu Xiang said faintly, sighing deeply. "It's all your fault. If I hadn't come back, none of this would have happened."
"You can blame her," Mu Anxiao shifted the blame, pointing at Wan Sha.
Wan Sha looked wronged. "What does it have to do with me?"
Mu Anxiao: "If you hadn't wanted your freedom, I wouldn't have brought you here. Of course, I only came here to see if Mu Xi was here," she said, picking up her teacup. "The fact is, my guess was right."
"What exactly happened to my brother?" Mu Xiang was successfully steered by Mu Anxiao away from that topic.
From the moment they arrived at the Mu family's gate, Mu Anxiao hadn't spoken much to Mu Xiang. Along the way, she hadn't mentioned anything about Mu Long to Mu Xiang and Wan Sha.
And not long ago, after bragging to Mu Xiang's sister-in-law, she came here.
Therefore, she felt it was time to say something. "Your brother is dead, but not really dead." She said with a serious expression.
"Is he dead or not?" Mu Xiang was agitated.
Mu Anxiao: "His lifespan hasn't ended, but his body has been taken over by Mu Xi." She didn't know how to explain this issue.
Wan Sha: "Don't you hate your brother?" she looked at Mu Xiang.
Mu Xiang's eyes darkened. "I do hate him, but I don't want him to die."
She didn't want to confess these words honestly. But after the recent conversation with the fake Mu Long, she remembered her grandfather.
Therefore, she felt that... rather than living in the cruelty of reality, she was unwilling to live in this... gentleness that did not belong to her at all. In other words, she didn't want to linger here because of Mu Xi.
She admitted that before returning, she had been thinking about her sister-in-law. However, after the recent events, she realized... no one was truly good to her; the only one who was good to her was always herself.
Therefore, she didn't want Mu Long to die, didn't want Mu Xi to possess his body, and even less did she want Mu Xi to beautify Mu Long's impression in her heart.
"You're really contradictory," Wan Sha couldn't understand Mu Xiang anymore.
"Mu Xi," Mu Anxiao looked at Mu Xiang's expression, her eyes darkening as she asked, "treated you quite well, didn't he?"
"..." Mu Xiang nodded.
"I see," Mu Anxiao, seeing Mu Xiang nod, recalled Mu Xi's gentle attitude towards other siblings in the past. She said faintly, "You feel that Mu Long is not worthy of Mu Xi's soul, right?"
"...." Mu Xiang nodded again.
For a year, Mu Xi, while acting as Mu Yu, had been helping Mu Xiang incessantly. Whenever someone bullied Mu Xiang, he would, despite his clumsy body, help her teach those bullies a lesson.
It could be said that that year was the happiest she had ever felt.
Now, Mu Xi had returned, and she should have been happy, because she could be protected again.
Conversely, she couldn't be happy because she couldn't accept Mu Xi speaking to her in Grandpa's tone with Mu Long's face. That feeling made her fearful.
"Cooperate with me," Mu Anxiao said calmly.
Hearing this, Mu Xiang finally looked up at Mu Anxiao. "What do you mean?"
"To be honest, I guessed he would come here, so I looked for you," Mu Anxiao modified her thoughts and continued, "If you help me, I'll make your sister-in-law retract her idea of forcing you to marry."
"Can you really?"
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