C91 (1/2)

Hearing Gu Mingxuan's doubts, Mu Zhihuan fiercely covered her mouth. ”No … ”It's nothing. Since you're so free to go in and out, why should I be the one to do the thing like finding evidence?”

She was a weak woman. If she was caught, she wouldn't die, but she would be miserable.

Seeing what she was thinking, Gu Mingxuan raised his eyebrows: ”Even though I can enter your room, it doesn't mean that I can also go to their leader's room. If my whereabouts were to be discovered, just to be on the safe side, they would definitely kill you immediately.”

What he said seemed to make a lot of sense?

”Then have you and Jiang Zisu discussed it yet?”

Although this room had everything, it was extremely small. Other than the chair that Gu Mingxuan was sitting on, there was no other place to sit.

Originally, Mu Zhihuan stood there for a long time and felt that her legs were not nimble, so she sat down on the side of the bed.

”Why don't you ask your son first, and Jiang Zisu instead?”

Gu Mingxuan glanced at her, the ice in his eyes seemed to want to freeze to death.

”With Madam Lady here, you have already gone over to take a look. What can possibly happen to Ran'er?” Mu Zhihuan curled her lips. She was already too busy to take care of herself now, so as long as Tuanzi stayed in the Duke Palaces properly, there would definitely be no problem.

Before she finished, Mu Zhihuan was surprised to see Gu Mingxuan stand up.

He then walked up to her.

Being startled by this sudden action, Mu Zhihuan suddenly stopped in her tracks, her pitch black eyes staring straight at Gu Mingxuan, her heart tensed to death.

”You … What are you doing? ”

Mu Zhihuan instinctively wanted to retreat, but she was already by the bed. If she retreated into the bed, then her movements would truly be inviting him in.

”You only remember fear now? Do you know that you are currently living in the same room as me, a lonely woman? ”

Gu Mingxuan's mouth had a lustful smile, but his eyes did not have any light, causing Mu Zhihuan's heart to thump loudly.

”You … Are you angry? ”

Why? What did he say to make him angry?

Gu Mingxuan raised his cold eyes: ”No.”

Not yet?

Mu Zhihuan rolled her eyes in her heart. Was this man so heartfelt?

He seemed to have just said something about Jiang Zi … Su?

”You … Are you not willing for me to mention Jiang Zisu? ”

A cunning look flashed across Mu Zhihuan's eyes as she moved closer to Gu Mingxuan.

Gu Mingxuan coldly shot her a glance, he did not say a word, but at the same time, he did not make a sound. Mu Zhihuan chuckled, and deliberately cleared her throat:

”has been doing quite well recently. Not only did he become a lot more attentive towards Ran'er, he even offered to teach him how to write, and when he heard that I was going to renovate the 'Lanting Pavilion', he immediately sent me some furniture and decorations …”

Seeing Gu Mingxuan's face darken, Mu Zhihuan chuckled: ”Besides, he's my husband, me …”

Before she even finished speaking, Mu Zhihuan felt a strong grip on her lower jaw.

He raised his eyes and met with a pair of ice-cold eyes. However, within those cold eyes, there seemed to be a helpless anger.

Mu Zhihuan squinted his eyes and laughed, his eyes shining brightly.

Looking at Mu Zhihuan who was like this, the little bit of displeasure in Gu Mingxuan's heart felt as though she had just been stuffed with warm cotton that had just been basked in the sun.