"Hey, Shen Ye, why are you walking so fast? Wait for me! Are you trying to abandon your wife already?"
Mu Qingyi stomped her foot and hurried to catch up. She grabbed hold of Shen Ye’s arm tightly, pouting playfully as she said, "You’re my man now. We’ve already gotten our marriage certificate, so don't you even think about running away!"
Shen Ye couldn't help but laugh, though he looked conflicted. "Mu Qingyi, are you being serious? You’ve already achieved your goal; there’s no need to keep up the act, is there?"
Mu Qingyi pursed her lips and gave a delicate huff. "Who said I’m acting? I’m completely serious! We’re legally wedded, a proper married couple!"
Seeing that Mu Qingyi didn't seem to be joking, a wicked, charming smile tugged at the corner of Shen Ye’s mouth. "In that case, let’s go check into a hotel. I really should fulfill my duties as a husband, shouldn't I? We can’t just be a married couple in name only, right?"
Mu Qingyi was startled by his suggestive smile and instinctively shrank back. Shen Ye stared at her with a look that was half-amused and half-predatory, his gaze wandering over her body. She was beautiful—pure, vibrant, and delicate, like a lotus flower on the verge of blooming.
Mu Qingyi’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson. She avoided his gaze, her voice dropping to a whisper. "This… I’m not mentally prepared yet. Can you give me some time? I’m already married to you, so I’ll be your woman sooner or later. I’m not going anywhere. I—I have no experience, and I’m scared. Please, just wait a little longer."
Shen Ye teased her intentionally. "You don't have experience, but I do. You don't have to do anything at all; just leave it all to me."
Mu Qingyi’s face burned, even her ears turning red. She stomped her feet, embarrassed. "You big pervert! Can’t you think of anything else? There are plenty of wonderful things to do besides *that*."
Shen Ye laughed out loud, dropping the teasing. Mu Qingyi protested and playfully showered him with light punches.
"Shen Ye, you were so cool back at the Zhong family! Just a few words and you had that whole crowd too terrified to make a peep. That’s exactly how you should deal with scum like them," Mu Qingyi said, her face beaming with excitement.
Shen Ye smiled and asked, "Mu Qingyi, do you have a violent streak or something?"
Mu Qingyi stuck out her tongue playfully and cooed, "I do not! I’m a refined lady, thank you very much. I’m very gentle and considerate. Hee hee, Shen Ye, can you really make those two families vanish within twelve hours?"
Shen Ye asked with a grin, "You seem very excited. Do you have a grudge against them?"
Mu Qingyi went quiet. She bowed her head, her hands clenching into fists, and her body trembled slightly. Shen Ye noted her reaction and said, "My word is my bond, Shen Ye. Since I said it, I will see it through. I’m heading back to the hotel now. Are you coming with me, or are you heading home on your own?"
Mu Qingyi felt conflicted. She wanted to be with Shen Ye, but she was afraid of what might happen if they went to the hotel. Yet, if she didn't go, she feared he might leave her behind.
Just then, a red limited-edition Ferrari roared from the distance. With a sharp drift, it screeched to a halt right in front of Shen Ye. A sexy woman in red leather stepped out. She had a scorching figure, long, slender legs, and a generous bust that was dazzlingly fair. She carried an aura of both enchantress and warrior—a true beauty.
When Mu Qingyi saw the woman’s impressive figure, she felt a sudden pang of inferiority.
Shen Ye looked at the woman and offered a brilliant smile, his eyes fixed shamelessly on her chest. The woman walked up to him, took off her sunglasses, and revealed a face so heavenly it seemed to dim the world around them.
*Wow, she’s so beautiful!* Mu Qingyi thought to herself.
The woman looked at Shen Ye with a smile, deliberately puffing out her chest to accentuate her assets, and asked with a coy smirk, "Handsome, do you like what you see?"
Shen Ye nodded with a chuckle and answered quite honestly, "It’s beautiful. Absolutely stunning—a rare beauty indeed!"
The woman purred, "Then would you like to find out what it tastes like?"
Mu Qingyi felt her face heat up at the provocative remark. She immediately shielded Shen Ye like a protective hen and snapped, "Ugh, gross! Have some shame, seducing someone else’s husband in the middle of the street! This is my husband, so stay away from him!"
The woman looked puzzled and turned to Mu Qingyi. "He’s your husband?"
Mu Qingyi proudly puffed out her own chest and declared, "That’s right! We got our certificate today. Do you need to see it?"
Catching a glimpse of the other woman's figure, Mu Qingyi felt a sudden lack of confidence and quickly deflated her chest again. Shen Ye just rubbed his nose, keeping silent.
The woman laughed and said to Shen Ye, "Bro, you’re a lucky man to have such a pretty wife!"
Mu Qingyi jumped in. "Of course he is. My husband and I are very happy together." She then glared at the woman with suspicion. "Stay away from my husband. He’s mine, so don't go trying to break up my family."
Without waiting for a response, she grabbed Shen Ye’s hand. "Husband, let’s go home. I’ll cook for you. There’s nothing to see here—whatever she has, I have too. Looking at her is a waste of time compared to looking at me."
The woman was amused by the display and burst into uninhibited, shaking laughter. "Beautiful, are you treating me like a mistress trying to steal your man?"
Mu Qingyi didn't answer, but her eyes screamed, *Yes, you are!*
Shen Ye coughed lightly and said, "Mu Qingyi, this is my Fifth Senior Sister."
Mu Qingyi froze as if struck by lightning. Her face turned bright red, and she whispered, "You said she... she's your Fifth Senior Sister?"
Shen Ye nodded, confirming it.
"Oh, how humiliating!" Mu Qingyi covered her face, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into. She had never been this embarrassed in her life.
The woman laughed heartily. "Shen Ye, when did you get married? Why didn't you even tell me? Your wife is quite the territorial one—she’s a keeper. I’m very pleased." She waved at Mu Qingyi generously. "I’m Xiao Daodao. You can just call me Sister Daodao. I’m Shen Ye’s Fifth Senior Sister."
Blushing, Mu Qingyi whispered, "Sister Daodao, I’m Mu Qingyi—Shen Ye’s wife." Although she felt awkward, her voice was firm. She was Shen Ye’s wife, and she was going to stake her claim.
Shen Ye smiled and asked, "Daodao, what brings you here?"
Xiao Daodao replied briskly, "I heard from Master that you’d come down from the mountain, so I rushed over as fast as I could. Get in the car; let’s find a place to eat and talk."
Mu Qingyi whispered, "Sister Daodao, I think I’ll pass. I’ll wait at home for you both." Seeing Shen Ye didn't react, she gave him a secret poke.
Shen Ye hummed vaguely, "Alright then, you head home first."
With Shen Ye’s assurance, Mu Qingyi finally left, feeling at ease. Watching her walk away, Xiao Daodao teased, "Shen Ye, I remember the girl you were pining for was named Zhong Xue. How did she turn into Mu Qingyi? Did you marry the wrong person and bring someone else's wife home by mistake?"