“Tick, Tick”

“Tick, tick, tick –” Ye s.h.i.+wei rang the doorbell several times, but there was no answer in the room.

She frowned and pondered. Mu Tingchen should still be at home because she had just seen Fang Ze sending Li Haina by car.

A huge bang was suddenly heard from the house when she was wondering.

?!!

Startled, Ye unconsciously reached out and pulled the door with the intention to find out what had happened. Unexpectedly, it wasn't locked!

Without hesitation, she opened it and burst in.

What approached her was a pungent smell of something getting charred in the room.

“h.e.l.lo?!”

She called tentatively as walking slowly inside, “Is there anyone?”

All she got was a fit of violent coughing.

“Ahem –”

It came from the kitchen. Ye frowned and started walking towards the direction with the strongest smell of smoke.

“Ahem –”

The coughing didn't stop, making her heart slowly tightened …

She didn't stop advancing until a dark figure came out of the kitchen all of a sudden.

“Ah!”

She was taken aback by it while she was already nervous.

“You … what are you?!”

No sooner had her voice faded out than his face seemed to get darker.

Ye saw more clearly now and was stupefied.

“You.” She swallowed and couldn't believe what she had seen. “You are … Mu … Mu …”

She stammered for a long time, but still didn't make his full name out of her mouth.

Was this black man Mu Tingchen? Who would have recognized it were it not for those cold eyes!

“You … what happened to you?!”

Mu, with a sullen face, ignored her and went straight to the bathroom pa.s.sing her.

Ye regained her senses and went into the kitchen to have a look.

The sh.e.l.l of the microwave oven was now burnt as black as charcoal, and the ground was littered with pieces of iron sheet and some cooked food whose name couldn't be told …

No doubt this guy must have put the canned food together with the can into the microwave oven.

And then – it just blew up.

Ye suddenly remembered the black face of Mu Tingchen just now and could not help laughing.

Who could believe that Mr. Mu, the tale of the business circles, turned out to be a fool who couldn't even take care of himself?

“Have you laughed enough?”

The cold male voice sounded from behind, and she also suddenly felt a cool breeze, all giving her a s.h.i.+ver.

“!”

Ye turned around and saw his usual white and emotionless face. In an instant, the idea of laughing vanished in her mind.

“Who allowed you to come in?”

“Well, the door was open, so I came in to have a look.” Ye had a glance at the residue on the ground and said faintly, “I was just thinking of someone committing suicide in the house.”

“Suicide?” His good-looking eyebrows wrinkled more evidently.

“Yeah, weren't you? Putting whole cans into the microwave oven, it turns out that you rich people are also keen on such a simple method of suicide.”

This was obviously ironic.

Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was gloom between his eyebrows.

When did this girl become so mean in words?

“What's up? Does the famous Mr. Mu need to heat canned food himself?”

“The servant asked for leave.” There was a tint of impatience between his tightly frowned eyebrows. “Say, what are you doing here?”

“Our deal is not over yet.”

Mu raised his eyebrows, “Deal?”

“You said you would transfer my mother to another hospital, but you couldn't do that now. So, you owe me a favor.”

This was the solution Ye had figured out after a whole night of pondering. She had nothing now, and there were still a lot of enemies outside. She might die hard at any time. So, no matter how reluctant she was, she had got to finish the last deal.

Besides, he had slept with her. There was no reason not to ask something for reward.

“What do you want?”

Mu leaned his slender figure lightly against the door frame, with a trace of slyness in his sharp eyes. “Money? Fortune? Or status?”

Ye could not help sneering out.

“I'm really not for them. Look at you, who have all these, but you can still heat the iron sheet cans in the microwave oven. If it hadn't been for good luck, all fortune in this room would be other's overnight.”

“Ye s.h.i.+wei!”

The man's face suddenly turned as cold as the dark night in winter, with his eyes filled with anger.

How dare this little girl say all this nonsense!

Looking at image of Mu Tingchen getting p.i.s.sed off, Ye felt a sense of pleasure in her heart, so, she uttered out her request in a hurry.

“It'll be Mrs. Shen's birthday party next month. I want an invitation letter.”

Mu frowned slightly, “Why do you want to go there?”

“It's none of your business.” Ye bypa.s.sed him and said, “I've said all I have to say, bye.”

The most important thing for a businessman was honesty, and her asking wasn't too hard for him, so she had nothing to worry about.

It was just …

There seemed to be something wrong with him today.

Why did he seem so much weaker than before? Where had the person who satirized her for climbing into his bed first gone?

Suspiciously, Ye took a glance of the man beside her with the corner of her eyes.