Chapter Ninety-Two: I Want to See You

Bai Chenxi stared in confusion at the text Chu Muyun had sent her. Yes, another text message.

She called him back, and Chu Muyun answered almost at once.

“Have you arrived?”

“Mm. But why did you want me to call?”

Chu Muyun only answered with a bit of mystery. “Take the elevator to the sixteenth floor.”

“I’m not staying on the sixteenth floor. Why would I go there?” she asked, though her hand was already pressing the button for the sixteenth floor.

“When you get there, find room 1608.”

Bai Chenxi searched for it while asking uncertainly, “Brother Chu, this isn’t some prank show, is it?”

Chu Muyun said helplessly, “No.”

Hearing that, Bai Chenxi felt much more at ease. Chu Muyun’s words were still trustworthy.

“Found it.”

At the sound of her voice, a smile also rose in Chu Muyun’s eyes.

“Go ring the doorbell.”

Bai Chenxi hesitated. “Brother, this doesn’t seem right.”

“It’s fine. Go ahead.”

Trusting him, Bai Chenxi reached out and pressed the doorbell, muttering as she did, “Brother Chu, I’m only pressing this because I trust you. If you’re lying to me, then you’d better…”

She broke off suddenly, because the one who opened the door was actually Chu Muyun.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of Chu Muyun’s mouth as he looked at her. “If I were lying to you, what then?”

“You’re here?” Hearing the voice in front of her and the one from the phone at the same time, Bai Chenxi still felt as if she were dreaming.

Chu Muyun put away his phone and gave no further explanation. “I had something to do. Come inside and we’ll talk.”

Standing and speaking at the door was far too easy to misunderstand.

Chu Muyun glanced at his watch and asked, “Have you eaten?”

Even he felt the question was rather unnecessary.

“I have.” Bai Chenxi’s answer was exactly what he expected.

Chu Muyun lifted an eyebrow. “Hot pot?”

Bai Chenxi looked at him in surprise. “How did you know?”

How could he not know? There was still a strong smell of hot pot on her.

Before Chu Muyun could answer, Bai Chenxi eagerly recommended the place she had just discovered. “The hot pot restaurant we went to was especially delicious. You should try it too.”

Chu Muyun asked without changing expression, “Is that so? Who did you go with?”

Bai Chenxi failed to catch the danger in his tone. “Xia Yan!”

Chu Muyun’s expression darkened at once. Xia Yan. The man in the news?

Bai Chenxi kept talking. “You can’t eat spicy food, right? Xia Yan had the clear broth too, and he said it was pretty good. You really should give it a try.”

She was still tirelessly promoting her newly found hot pot restaurant. “I think it was called Three and Two Hot Pot. That name is really strange, if you ask me.”

“Bring three or two good friends and taste the finest flavors of the world.”

“Right, that’s what it said in the shop.” Bai Chenxi looked at Chu Muyun as if she had found an ally, delighted. “How do you know that? You’ve been there too, haven’t you?”

Chu Muyun no longer wanted to say a word. Could he say that the shop belonged to him? Taking another man into my restaurant to eat hot pot. Ha.

“I’m hungry.”

Bai Chenxi asked worriedly, “You haven’t eaten yet?”

Chu Muyun nodded, and Bai Chenxi immediately took his hand and tried to pull him along. “Then let’s go eat.”

“The hotel food isn’t healthy. I want to eat what you make.”

The hotel: What have I done to deserve this?

Chu Muyun continued, “You promised to cook for me. I came here thinking I’d take you out to eat, and you…”

He gave Bai Chenxi a look that said: think about it yourself.

“Tell me what you want to eat. I’ll go ask the hotel if I can use their kitchen.”

Chu Muyun said, “Anything is fine.” In a place Bai Chenxi couldn’t see, a victorious smile curved his lips.

Not long after Bai Chenxi left, the doorbell rang again.

“You’re back so soon?” But when Chu Muyun saw who was standing there, the smile vanished from his face, replaced by his usual cool indifference. “What are you doing here?”

Standing at the door, Meng Ling saw the sudden change in Chu Muyun’s expression and felt her heart sink to the bottom. Who had he thought it was? Bai Chenxi?

At the thought of Chu Muyun looking at Bai Chenxi with such gentleness, Meng Ling wanted nothing more than to tear that image to shreds.

She had just seen Bai Chenxi sneaking out of the room and wanted to find out who was inside, what they were hiding. She never expected the one who opened the door to be Chu Muyun.

Meng Ling collected herself and asked as though nothing had happened, “Brother Muyun, may I come in first? Standing here isn’t very appropriate.” As she spoke, she even glanced down the corridor.

Chu Muyun remained as he was, leaning against the doorframe. “It’s inconvenient for me if you come in. Say whatever you have to say here.”

The Chu Muyun of the present looked much the same as he had when he had first met Bai Chenxi, but Meng Ling did not have the courage to reach out and pull on him.

The smile on Meng Ling’s face was almost impossible to maintain.

“Then is it convenient when Bai Chenxi comes?”

Chu Muyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp look entered his gaze. “You saw that just now?”

“Why? What does she deserve?” Meng Ling’s face was full of unwillingness. “Shao Ya, fine. But why should Bai Chenxi make Brother Muyun treat her differently?”

“Because she is Bai Chenxi.”

“Meng Ling.” Chu Muyun called her name sternly, and unease rose in Meng Ling’s heart.

Although Chu Muyun had always seemed solemn and unsmiling, Meng Ling knew he had always been gentle.

She had once been secretly pleased to be one of the few who knew a different side of him. But now she understood even more clearly that he was angry. Angry with her, because of Bai Chenxi.

“Was it your fans who hurt Bai Chenxi?”

Meng Ling hurried to explain, “It wasn’t me, Brother Muyun. Please believe me, I didn’t do it.”

Chu Muyun was unmoved. “Whether it was you or not, I hope you can rein in your fans from now on.”

“And since we do know each other, let me offer you a word of advice: open your eyes a little. Don’t believe everything other people tell you.”

Hearing Chu Muyun say that, Meng Ling blurted out, “Don’t misunderstand, Sister Xiaoya didn’t tell me anything.”

“So it really was her.”

The air around Chu Muyun turned even colder.

Seeing him like this, Meng Ling was afraid, but she still explained, “It’s not like that. Sister Xiaoya only comforted me a few times. She didn’t say anything else. Sending my fans to teach Bai Chenxi a lesson was my own idea.”

Would someone like Wang Xiaoya really tell you directly if she meant to use you? Only someone as foolish as Meng Ling would believe her. She was the sort of person who could be sold and would still help count the money.

“Meng Ling, say that again.”

Bai Chenxi’s voice suddenly came from the corner of the corridor.

Both of them turned toward her. Bai Chenxi walked step by step up to Meng Ling. “What did you just say? You told your fans to attack me?”

I only meant to frighten you. I never expected them to splash you with water. Meng Ling would never say such words out loud. Looking at Bai Chenxi, who was pressing her so hard, Meng Ling suddenly shoved her. “And if I did?”

Bai Chenxi lost her balance at once. Chu Muyun rushed over to steady her and snapped, “Meng Ling!”

Seeing the two of them in each other’s arms, Meng Ling only felt a stabbing pain in her eyes. Bai Chenxi suddenly pushed Chu Muyun away, left behind a single word—“Wait”—and went straight inside, slamming the door behind her.

Chu Muyun was just about to follow when Meng Ling grabbed hold of his sleeve.

“Brother Muyun, I’m sorry. I…”