Even though Ziyue looked in the pink, Zheng, being the servant, naturally couldn't question Muchen. He could only steel up, return, and get an earful from his master.
After Zheng left, Ziyue asked, "Why did you decline your grandpa's dinner invitation?"
Muchen replied succinctly, "Don't feel like it."
Ziyue rolled her eyes. Fine then. There was nothing that she could do if he didn't feel like going.
Suddenly, she was reminded of the new phone he had given her. She put it on the dining table in front of him. She asked, "Where is my phone?"
Muchen gifted her a new phone and even thoughtfully installed a new SIM card.
But all the contacts and account information in her old phone had been lost. That meant she had to go through the process to register again.
Muchen looked at her indifferently, "I've thrown it away."
"You..." How dare he throw her phone without her consent!
Ziyue slammed the table and shouted, "Where did you throw it?"
"In the villa's swimming pool." Muchen continued, "If you're thinking of getting it back, my advice is don't bother since the pool water has been changed several times already."
How could he be so brazen and unapologetic after throwing her phone in the pool?!
He sounded remorseless, as if he didn't think he had not done anything wrong.
Ziyue tried to calm herself not to be offended, but as expected, her attempt was futile.
She felt wronged but could only suppress her fury.
She took a deep breath and said, "Then I'll go and get a new number tomorrow."
"Nope." Muchen disapproved firmly, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Why not?" Ziyue was fazed.
"You want Shichu to contact you again, is it?" Muchen sneered and chided, "Not a chance!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ziyue was a little guilty at first. Although she hadn't considered getting in touch with Shichu, she did consider meeting him again.
Plus, she had received a note today.
The next moment, her fury sprang to life. Ziyue jumped at Muchen.
"What's wrong with you? Why can't you be sensible with Shichu? Can you tell me what's going on in your head and not make assumptions on your own?" Ziyue asked, with a hint of powerlessness in her tone towards the end.
She felt powerless, with Muchen being so stubborn and inconsiderate.
Muchen narrowed his eyes and furrowed. The veins on his temple bulged, showing how angry he was now.
Ziyue thought he would throw a fit, but he said coldly, "I am very sensible, and I know very well what's going on between you and Shichu."
He knows very well what's going on between Shichu and me?
Did he mean the kind of relationship he had mentioned before, where Shichu was the reason that she refused to have his child?
She was baffled by his ridiculous idea.
Ziyue paused, wanting to explain to him again.
But before she could speak, Muchen said coldly, "You should keep quiet now. Otherwise, I'm not sure what I'll do."
He looked cold and grave. It was impossible for Ziyue to discern his emotions. And his tone was serious and self-restrained.
He looked as if Ziyue spoke again, and he would eat her alive.
Ziyue's heart skipped a beat. She instinctively curled her fingers. Feeling nervous, she reached out and grabbed the water glass in front of her, then only she felt calmer.
Ziyue was terrified seeing Muchen like this.
She didn't dare to provoke him any further.
She often felt conflicted. She couldn't bring herself to offend Muchen even though she knew he wouldn't hurt her even if she did something against his wishes.
It wasn't because she didn't dare, but rather that she didn't want to upset him.
Initially, Ziyue was pesky after being tormented by him in bed all afternoon. But now, she had lost her appetite.
She ate a little bit to fill her stomach. When she was about to leave, Muchen suddenly called out to her.
"Your body isn't yours alone. You didn't eat enough and starved yourself. Do you think you can bear the consequences?"
Who wouldn't get angry hearing such mockery?
Ziyue gritted her teeth and sat down. She didn't want to argue with him anymore. She reluctantly sat back down and ate some more.
Muchen grimaced at the sight of Ziyue stuffing her face, so he chucked away his cutlery and left the scene.
The fact that he threw the cutlery away seemed to have acted out of rash.
Ziyue was puzzled. Why was Muchen still looking upset after she obeyed his wishes?
Funnily, Ziyue's appetite recovered after Muchen left.
Muchen couldn't help but get upset when he saw that Ziyue had resumed and enjoyed eating, as if their earlier banter didn't concern her at all.
He remembered yesterday he overheard a maid mention that Jueyin had recently started keeping a few hamsters to impress girls.
His eyes lit up at the thought of something amusing.
He summoned a servant and said, "Mrs. Qin wants to look at Jueyin's hamsters. Faster, go and get them. You have five minutes, or you'll pack up and leave tonight."
The servant looked hesitant but dealing with the enigmatic and demanding Master Muchen; he dared not say no.
The servant decided to ride his bike over to retrieve the hamsters. He secretly hoped that the castle's owners were all eating dinner and not outside, or else he would seem rude.
As for Master Jueyin, he didn't care about the hamsters because he only kept the hamsters to impress girls. He didn't care about the hamsters and gave them to the servant, so it should be no problem for him to fetch them for Master Muchen.
After the servant left, Muchen waited while counting down to time in the hall. The servant took a minute longer than the designated time to fetch the hamsters. Muchen couldn't care less about the one-minute delay and ordered, "Bring them over and release them on the dining table."
He counted the hamsters and said, "All of them."
Ziyue was terrified of mice. But she wasn't particularly fond of hamsters either.
Muchen plotted to spoil Ziyue's mood and ruin her appetite!
The servant thought he had misconstrued the meaning, but Muchen didn't seem like he was joking at all.
He brought the cage to the dining hall.
Muchen sat in the hall. Within a minute, Ziyue's scream echoed across the villa.
He frowned at her scream. Her voice sounded broken from shrieking. Was she really that scared?
Looks like the servant had failed at his task. He is fired.
The servant felt an impending doom after releasing the hamsters. He was worried that he would lose his job because even though Master Muchen had claimed Mrs. Qin liked hamsters, she didn't seem like she adored the hamsters at all.
Also, he didn't understand why the hamsters had to be thrown onto the dining table. He assumed it was just Ziyue's quirk, but now he had a bad feeling that he had screwed up.
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