Chapter 212 Auntie’s Visit

Chapter 212 Auntie's Visit

Finally seeing the troublesome guest off, Yun Mu heaved a deep sigh of relief.

As she turned around, her expression suddenly froze.

Huo Tingying stood there with a cold face, his gaze piercing into her soul.

"Today's incident, you owe me an explanation."

Yun Mu sighed helplessly, knowing that this stubborn man wouldn't let it go.

"How about we eat first?"

Huo Tingying's face darkened. "What's there to eat? Let's go home!"

Xiangli Waterside Villa, Master Bedroom.

Yun Mu looked at Huo Tingying, who was still wearing a cold expression, and stepped forward to explain.

"Ji Ming and I have known each other since childhood, but not in the way you're thinking. We're not childhood sweethearts."

Huo Tingying snorted coldly. "Your bond is deeper than that of childhood sweethearts. You two are comrades-in-arms, willing to entrust your lives to each other!"

His words sounded jealous.

But Yun Mu's emotional intelligence soared at that moment, and she cleverly replied, "You said it yourself, comrades-in-arms! Brothers in arms! It's nothing compared to what we have. We're husband and wife!"

This statement pleased Huo Tingying immensely.

Indeed, Yun Mu and that blond guy were merely comrades-in-arms. But they were different; they were husband and wife, lovers!

There was no comparison!

Moreover, Yun Mu's attitude and actions today had already made it clear.

Her loyalty was clearly on his side.

Huo Tingying cleared his throat. "You see him as a brother, but that dog doesn't seem to think the same. I saw how determined he was to take you back!"

"Can he make decisions for me?" Yun Mu immediately stated firmly, "Rest assured, I won't go back with him. Trust me!"

Unless she wanted to go back herself.

Hearing this, Huo Tingying's anger dissipated instantly.

Seeing that he seemed to calm down, Yun Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

"We haven't eaten properly yet. How about we go downstairs and make something to eat?" As she spoke, she pulled his hand, leading him outside.

But he grabbed her hand and pulled her back into his embrace.

The soft and fragrant body of the young girl collided with his chest.

Her clear eyes lifted to look at him, slightly puzzled.

Those captivating eyes and long lashes fluttered like feathers against his heart.

A blend of innocence and allure.

It stirred his desires, making his body heat up, yearning to possess her, to prove his claim over her.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and laid her down on the bed.

Yun Mu instantly realized what he intended to do and placed her hands on his chest. "We haven't eaten yet..."

"Be good, we'll eat later."

What he wanted to "eat" right now was her.

He leaned down and kissed her earlobe, whispering seductively, "You smell so good. The first time I met you, I remembered your scent... and never forgot it."

These words felt like a bucket of cold water doused over Yun Mu, extinguishing all her emotions.

This sentence felt oddly familiar.

He had whispered similar words to her before.

"I finally found you!"

"Stop pretending, I know it's you!"

Was it because he smelled a similarity between her and that mysterious woman, which led him to mistake her for her?

And now?

Who did he think she was?

Was she Yun Mu, or just a substitute for that mysterious woman?

As the man's rough hands moved from her waist to her collar, pulling it down—

She suddenly stopped him.

Noticing her resistance, he lifted his head, his hazy eyes filled with confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"Who am I?"

Huo Tingying narrowed his eyes and replied, "My wife, Yun Mu."

When he saw the woman beneath him excessively pale and cold, with no signs of arousal, Huo Tingying realized something was wrong.

"What's going on?"

Yun Mu stared at him blankly and made up an excuse.

"My period started."

Huo Tingying drew in a sharp breath, suppressing his anger and desire as he released her.

Since Yun Mu's menstrual cycle did indeed fall around this time every month, Huo Tingying did not doubt her.

He turned over and rubbed his face.

After calming down, he looked back at Yun Mu's slightly pale face, assuming she was suffering from menstrual cramps.

"Would you like me to make you some ginger tea? Or should I have Lu Nansen get you some painkillers?"

Yun Mu was somewhat surprised and smiled silently.

He frowned. "What are you smiling about?"

"Ginger tea? Have you ever cooked it?" Yun Mu pouted. "I didn't expect you to know so much, even about ginger tea."

"I know more than just that."

As he spoke, he moved closer to her and, before she could react, lifted the hem of her shirt and placed his warm, broad palm on her abdomen.

The heat instantly spread throughout her body.

He gently massaged her in a clockwise motion, exuding warmth and care...

Yun Mu was slightly stunned.

He asked softly, "Are you feeling better?"

Yun Mu felt a pang of emotion and nodded. "Yes, much better."

Looking at the man before her, she once again felt uncertain.

Did this man truly love her?

She suddenly felt that she didn't really understand the man in front of her.

She had already told him everything about her rebirth, her possession of another body, and even the Southern Mystic Continent, without holding anything back.

But this man had never truly shared anything about himself with her.

It seemed there was always a veil between them.

A sense of dissatisfaction and disappointment arose in Yun Mu's heart.

Her fingertips trembled slightly.

This guessing game was truly terrible. After a long while, she mustered the courage to speak, preparing to ask directly, "Tingying, can you tell me more about yourself? For example, how did you establish the Emperor Group, and..."

Suddenly, Huo Tingying's expression changed.

He withdrew his hand from her massage and abruptly turned away from Yun Mu.

What did that mean?

Yun Mu was slightly taken aback. "You don't want to talk about it?"

"No," the man's voice seemed slightly strained. "I just remembered I have work to handle. I'll go to the study first."

Then he actually got up.

At the door, he added, still facing away from her, "I'll answer your questions another day. Go to sleep!"

"Bang—"

The door slammed shut!

Yun Mu: "..."

Damn it!

If he doesn't want to say it, fine, but "another day"?

She had only just started asking about the Emperor Group, and he reacted like this?

Double standards!

He grilled her about everything but kept everything about himself hidden!

What does he mean by this?

Fuming, Yun Mu grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it at the door. Still not feeling relieved, she punched the bed forcefully.

Meanwhile, at the door, Huo Tingying leaned against the wall, head tilted back.

With one hand covering his nose, blood trickled down his pale, slender fingers.

Before the dizziness overwhelmed him completely, he dragged his heavy body to the study.

He dialed Feng Shuo's number.