Chapter 731: Mr. CEO is a slave for his wife.
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The room became subdued for a moment as the two wordlessly looked at each other. Her agent helplessly pleaded, “I beg of you; don’t let our efforts go to waste just because of this matter.”
She took in a deep breath and flatly replied, “All right. Since you want me to apologize, I’ll go apologize now.”
“This is more like it.”
As the two rushed over to the ward, they saw many bodyguards standing at the door. She somehow felt nervous.
“Go in.”
He patted her on the shoulder.
She pursed her lips and then went up to knock on the door.
“Who is it? Just come straight in.” Yun Shishi’s voice floated out.
She pushed the door open. What came into her view was Mu Yazhe sitting at the head of the bed and Yun Shishi comfortably nestling in his embrace as she scrolled through Weibo using her phone.
The weather was hot. The man had people buy chilled watermelon and he cut them into cubes. With the fruit tray on his left hand and fork on his right hand, he carefully fed each cube into her mouth.
He had a look on his face that was effortlessly caring, meticulous, and well-served.
He was like a slave for his wife.
Meanwhile, the woman lay in his embrace, scrolling through Weibo and occasionally opening her mouth to welcome the watermelon from him with utmost contentment.
Yan Bingqing stood rooted to the spot at this scene.
Even the actress’s agent, at the back, stared at the pair with incredulity; his eyes were comically opened wide.
The rumored enigmatic and unapproachable Mu Yazhe was, at that moment, unexpectedly without his lofty stance as he served someone.
…
He was a bit in disbelief of what he was seeing.
The impression he had of this man was a high and mighty imperial crown prince – honorable and arrogant.
At this moment, however, this influential figure in the world of commerce was actually lovingly serving the mischievous woman in his embrace. That pair of hands, which had caused many bloodbaths, placed down the fruit tray to carefully peel off an orange’s skin and deliver its flesh into her mouth.
Were they the same person?
…
He was in doubt on this man before him truly being Mu Yazhe.
Yun Shishi looked at her visitor. Seeing that it was Yan Bingqing, the smile on her face instantly faded away. She slowly sat up from the man’s embrace and stared at the other woman with guarded eyes.
Seeing her get up, Mu Yazhe looked up, too. Once he recognized the two standing at the doorway, He frowned in slight displeasure at their untimely disturbance.
“What are you doing here?” Yun Shishi asked askance, alertly watching the actress.
“I…”
Yan Bingqing opened her mouth, but the words refused to come out of it.
Her agent cleared his throat and stated the purpose of their visit at once. This was no doubt merely declaring what the star’s presence here was for, as well as to say some really hypocritical and pompous words.
Throughout this, the patient merely sat there with her legs elegantly crossed. Her proud and imperial disposition disgusted the actress further.
This feeling of inferiority was nauseating!
This visit of hers was governed by her agent’s arrangements. She was, after all, afraid that Huanyu would really ban her.
While banning her in the industry was a simple act of Mu Yazhe opening his mouth, it could potentially ruin her life for good!
Alas, seeing the apathy on Yun Shishi’s face, she felt beyond upset.
Deep-seated humiliation seeped through her pores.