A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Chapter 880: Chapter 878: Bring up my young age again, and I’ll kick you to death

Mu Chengxi looked at those gowns and felt they were too heavy, he really couldn’t bear the thought of Wen Xin shouldering such heavy dresses for an entire evening event.

Wen Xin shifted her position on the sofa and turned her head to look at Mu Chengxi, raising her eyebrows slightly towards him.

“I’ve already had the appropriate dresses sent over. Just trying them on is tiring enough, I can’t imagine how exhausting it will be at the banquet.”

Wen Xin lay on the sofa, her beautiful feet unconsciously swinging. The anklet on her foot danced with her movements. Mu Chengxi looked at the birthday gift he had given her last year, his deep eyes narrowing slightly.

Noticing the change in Mu Chengxi’s gaze, Wen Xin turned over to sit up on the sofa, resting her foot on Mu Chengxi’s leg and nudging his chest lightly with her toe.

“The birthday gift you gave me, I’ve never taken it off. Who would have thought that after a year, I’m about to get engaged to you!”

Seeing Wen Xin’s movements like a little vixen, Mu Chengxi smiled indulgently. He held Wen Xin’s ankle in the palm of his hand, while his other hand gripped her hand, gently caressing the ring on her finger.

“From the moment I put this ring on your finger, you became my wife, Mu Chengxi. I’ve just been waiting for you to grow up!”

Mu Chengxi looked at Wen Xin affectionately, but Wen Xin didn’t buy his lines. She lifted her other leg and kicked Mu Chengxi’s shoulder.

“Hmph, even if I haven’t grown up, I’ve not held you back from doing anything. You’ve done everything that can be done. Now, here you are talking about being too young, it’s so pointless!”

Wen Xin pulled her hand and foot away from Mu Chengxi, stood up, put on her shoes, and walked toward the dressing room.

Halfway there, she suddenly stopped, turned around, walked back to Mu Chengxi, and kicked him hard from behind, knocking Mu Chengxi face down on the sofa.

“In the past, you complained about me being young. If you dare say such things after feasting, it’s really too much!”

After saying that, Wen Xin huffed and walked towards the dressing room, leaving Mu Chengxi face down on the sofa, grinning foolishly at her retreating figure.

As evening approached, Mu Chengxi came out of his study and saw Wen Xin sitting on the sofa, holding her phone and chatting with someone. Her mood appeared to be quite good.

Mu Chengxi walked over and sat down beside Wen Xin. She naturally leaned on him and handed her phone to him.

“Zhao Yuyao and Ling Xu ‘Er invited me out to play, but they made it clear not to bring you along because you wouldn’t be able to let loose with them around.”

Mu Chengxi looked at the phone Wen Xin placed before his eyes, his straight eyebrows arching slightly, “Where are you guys planning to play? Worried that I might hold you back?”

“I don’t know, but they’re probably all a bit afraid of you. They might think you’re too old to blend in with us kids.”

Wen Xin lay back lazily against Mu Chengxi’s chest, emphasizing her words when mentioning Mu Chengxi being older, as if retaliating for his comment about her age at noon.

Mu Chengxi looked at Wen Xin with adoration, smiling gently and saying nothing more, only bending down to kiss her cheek softly.

“I was thinking of taking you out to dinner with my friends tonight, but if you’re going to hang out with them, then I’ll just go by myself. Should I have Mu Bei drop you off, or should Mu Bei and I drop you off together?”

Mu Chengxi rested his head on Wen Xin’s shoulder, lightly nipping her neck as he spoke in a soft tone.

Wen Xin, feeling a bit tickled by Mu Chengxi’s bite, gently pushed his head away, signaling him to stop fooling around.

“Let’s go together, aren’t you also heading downtown?”

Mu Chengxi, holding Wen Xin gently, agreed with a light sound, then picked her up from the sofa and headed straight for the walk-in closet.

By the time Wen Xin arrived at the spot Ling Xu ‘Er had reserved, it was already past six in the evening. When she showed up, everyone couldn’t help but let out a gasp of surprise.

“Wow, little madam, you finally made it. We all thought my brother wasn’t letting you come!”

When Zhao Yuyao saw Wen Xin, he immediately stood up from his chair. He was especially surprised when he heard the news of Wen Xin’s engagement and had managed to get leave from school.

After he left school, the first thing he did was to contact Wen Huai. Fortunately, Wen Huai had Ling Xu ‘Er get in touch with Wen Xin, asking her to come out for dinner. He hadn’t expected that they would actually be able to get the busy Wen Xin to come out.

Just as excited to see Wen Xin were Diwu Qixian and Zhou Xiaoxiao, but when they noticed the injury on Wen Xin’s arm, they all froze for a moment.

“Little madam, what happened to your arm? How come none of us heard about you getting injured?”

“Yeah, Sister Xin, what happened to your arm? It wasn’t like this the last time you came back to school!” Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at Wen Xin’s arm, her face a mix of nervousness and distress. She remembered that Wen Xin hadn’t been injured the last time she returned to school.

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Diwu Qixian walked up to Wen Xin and attempted to touch her injured arm, but before he could, Zhao Yuyao grabbed his arm.

“Hey, don’t cause a second injury to little madam by being rough.”

Zhao Yuyao pulled Diwu Qixian to one side, pulled out a chair for Wen Xin, and had her sit at the spot they had saved for her earlier.

“My injury is nothing serious now; you all don’t need to worry. Please, sit down. Have you ordered yet?”

Wen Xin’s gaze fell on the three individuals sitting calmly beside her, watching her. Seeing Xiao Mi’s outfit today, she blinked in slight surprise, her tone carrying a teasing lilt.

“That outfit doesn’t seem quite like you!”

Xiao Mi, seeing the amusement in Wen Xin’s eyes, glanced down at her own clothes and spoke a bit sheepishly.

“These aren’t my clothes; they’re Ling Xu ‘Er’s. She said I look better in this, and they insisted I wear it.”

Wen Xin was momentarily taken aback that Xiao Mi could get along so well with Ling Xu ‘Er and the others; she then arched an eyebrow at Xiao Mi.

“It does look good on you. You should buy whatever clothes you like in the future. There’s no need to dress too rigidly at such a young age. This youthful and energetic look suits you!”

With Wen Xin’s praise, a faint blush appeared on Xiao Mi’s face. She responded softly, silently agreeing with Wen Xin’s words. Perhaps she would make some changes in the future.

After the small interlude, Zhao Yuyao began to arrange for the dishes to be served and then sat down next to Wen Xin with a mysterious air.

“Little madam, after dinner tonight we plan to go to a bar. Would you be willing to join us?”