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“Young Master Si, I have safely returned the Future Lady,” Aoki reported to Mu Shaosi as he followed Xinran into Dongshan Residence.
Upon hearing this, Mu Shaosi nodded, stood up from the sofa, and walked towards Xinran. He gently took her hands in his, holding them softly as he said, “You must be tired. I imagine it was difficult for you to hurry while also worrying about being intercepted by my people.”
Xinran looked up and glared at Mu Shaosi. Was he mocking her like a trapped bird that couldn't escape his cage?
“Young Master Si, this is the necklace; I have redeemed it,” Aoki timely presented the necklace before silently stepping back.
“Come, turn around; I’ll help you put it on!” Mu Shaosi guided Xinran’s shoulders to turn her around and adjusted the necklace for her. “Next time, don’t be so reckless. This necklace is one of a kind; I specially had a designer create it just for you. If you need money, you can ask me for it. How could you pawn it?” He leaned close to Xinran's ear, playfully blowing softly.
“I don’t want it!” Xinran stopped Mu Shaosi’s movement of putting on the necklace with her hand and turned away from him, saying resentfully, “Ask you for money? Am I that foolish?”
“Hahaha!” Mu Shaosi suddenly burst into laughter. His woman was always so stubborn yet adorable; how could he let go of her?
“Mu Shaosi, I don’t want to continue like this; please let me go, okay?” A layer of sadness suddenly covered Xinran's face as she turned to grasp the cuff of Mu Shaosi's shirt, looking into his eyes. “This is exhausting, isn’t it? You know very well that I am not someone who can be controlled. I’ve been married to you for three months now. I don’t care how much manipulation you did with that contract, nor do I want to concern myself with whether your heir is a joke or not. All I know is that I won’t allow myself to be trapped here; I want to leave!”
Her voice rose, tears welling in her eyes as her body trembled slightly. In Mu Shaosi’s gaze was a calmness she couldn’t understand, like a pond frozen over, undisturbed by waves.
With a soft sigh, Mu Shaosi reached out to stroke Xinran’s long hair and wiped away a tear that had slipped down her cheek. His large hand lingered on her face, unwilling to leave.
“Xinran, what am I going to do with you? Do you truly not see my heart, or are you deliberately choosing not to?”
Xinran just looked at Mu Shaosi without saying a word. Perhaps she knew that at this moment, Mu Shaosi's words were genuine, but for some reason, her heart felt stuck. The events of this time swirled in her mind, with the image of Takeuchi Yasuko, the unpleasant words of the Old Master, and even Mu Shaosi's lofty status...
Could she really have the courage to be with him like this? How long could he love her in this state? Would it be like their marriage, which had a time limit?
"If you are willing to let me go, I promise I will seriously consider our relationship."
"If I don't agree, you will decisively push me away, won't you?" Mu Shaosi did not answer but countered with a question.
"So you must confine me by your side to be satisfied? Or do you need me to bear a child before you will let me go?"
"Summer, don't deliberately misinterpret my meaning. I have said long ago that I don't care about children; all I care about is you," Mu Shaosi said with a somewhat grim expression and a low voice.
"Is that so? Do you care about me or just your own pride? Am I not submitting to you, making it embarrassing for you as the Young Master, so you feel the need to conquer me? Mu Shaosi, I have already given you my body; what more do you want? Just take it all; I only ask that you let me go, let me go!" Xinran spoke recklessly, feeling so unfamiliar with herself as she uttered those words that she could hardly recognize who she was.
"You are not calm right now; I will not continue this conversation. Huang Ma, take Future Lady back to her room. Without my permission, she is not allowed to come out on her own, especially not outside!"
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