After Rebirth, I Married the Great Demon King-Chapter 375: Allergy

For a moment, Mu Chengzhu couldn’t pinpoint his emotions—was it wistfulness or something else?

Back when he had it, he refused to cherish it. Now, it’s gone forever, isn’t it?

Even though he was briefly swayed by memories of his past life, Mu Chengzhu quickly came back to his senses. He didn’t reach out to take it but instead looked at Yun Shifei. "Why did you give me this?"

"I hope you’ll stop targeting Cheng Lie, all right? He’s really pitiful."

Once again, it was about Cheng Lie. Mu Chengzhu’s expression turned somewhat furious.

But at the same time, he felt a sense of relief. It showed that Yun Shifei was trying to please him. If she was trying to appeal to him, then that left room for more negotiation.

He didn’t want to end things definitively, so he only said, "Just this? Why should I agree to your request?"

Yun Shifei was startled. Wasn’t giving him this enough? She had stayed up all night embroidering this.

She even accidentally pricked her finger. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Seeing Yun Shifei’s expression, Mu Chengzhu felt even more assured. He knew this sachet was clean, so he snatched it from Yun Shifei’s hands, saying, "Since it’s tied to such an important condition, you better think carefully about how to proceed."

How to make him entirely satisfied.

Yun Shifei felt that Mu Chengzhu was absolutely delusional.

But since he had taken the sachet, which meant he accepted it, Yun Shifei replied, "I’ll think carefully. But aside from being with you, can’t there be another option?"

Mu Chengzhu turned to look at her upon hearing this but said nothing.

Still, Yun Shifei knew that was his only condition for negotiation.

If she could, she really wanted to bash that smug head of his into pieces. In her past life, she had adored him so much, yet he had treated her with disgust.

In this life, she didn’t like him even the slightest bit, and now he was the one chasing her.

Was this fun for him?

Fortunately, the feelings she had for him in her past life were bizarre and impulsive—completely different from her affection for Cheng Lie.

To the point that she couldn’t even understand why she had fallen for Mu Chengzhu back then.

After Yun Shifei left, Mu Chengzhu lowered his gaze to the sachet in his hand, then brought it closer and inhaled deeply.

He didn’t know what fragrance she’d used inside—it smelled really nice and astonishingly similar to the one she had given him in his past life.

The one he had tossed aside back then.

What about this one now? Mu Chengzhu clutched it tightly in his palm.

Turning around, he went upstairs, as he had a banquet to attend shortly.

Yun Shifei may not be able to accept him now, but that didn’t matter. One day, he would become stronger than Cheng Lie—and by then, she would have no other choice but to accept him.

That evening’s banquet included people from South City, and it was rumored that Qin Chi Jin would also be attending.

Mu Chengzhu interacted more with Qin Yumo from the Qin Family.

Unfortunately, Qin Yumo had been manipulated by Cheng Lie and forcibly sent abroad, making it impossible for him to return anytime soon.

As for this Qin Chi Jin...

Mu Chengzhu knew he was Cheng Lie’s benefactor, someone who had secretly and openly helped Cheng Lie through the years.

You could say that without Qin Chi Jin, there would be no Cheng Lie today.

If Mu Chengzhu could sway Qin Chi Jin to his side, wouldn’t Cheng Lie be left with nothing?

Thinking about this, Mu Chengzhu changed into a suit, looking at himself in the mirror—a man more composed and aloof than he’d ever been before.

After all, with the memories of a lifetime, there was no way this version of him would walk the same path as his past self.

However, his eyes suddenly caught sight of a red mark on the back of his hand. Where had he scraped himself?

Mu Chengzhu reached out to feel it—no pain, no itch.

He didn’t pay it any attention, heading out to get in the car, instructing the driver to go to the hotel banquet hall.

The banquet hall was about twenty minutes away from the Mu Family estate—not too far, nor too close.

When the driver stopped the car and turned to inform Mu Chengzhu they’d arrived, he glanced at Mu Chengzhu’s face and couldn’t help but cry out in shock.

"Young Master, your face..."

Mu Chengzhu froze. Through the rear-view mirror, he caught sight of his face.

Covered in a dense rash—it was horrifyingly conspicuous.

Not just his face, but his hands too.

"Young Master, we should head to the hospital right away," the driver said, growing visibly agitated.

What on earth happened? If anything were to happen to the Young Master, what would they do?

Mu Chengzhu stared at his hand, realizing he was having an allergic reaction.

Since childhood, he had been allergic only to peaches.

Not just eating them—even touching the peach fuzz would trigger a reaction.

Because of this, there were never any peaches at home.

Yet now, he had somehow come into contact with it.

What had he touched today?

Mu Chengzhu thought hard, and the only thing that came to mind was Yun Shifei’s sachet.

Could it be that inside the sachet...

At that thought, Mu Chengzhu couldn’t help but laugh. Her performance skills were truly improving—he never suspected she’d plant something on him.

It wasn’t surprising that she knew about his peach allergy. After all, in his past life, she had enough understanding of him to account for even the smallest detail.

So this was her trump card, wasn’t it?

Precisely because she knew him so well, she could strike when and where he was least guarded.

Mu Chengzhu suddenly felt a pang of discomfort in his chest.

She already viewed him as a villain.

The driver saw Mu Chengzhu’s unpleasant expression, aware of how important this banquet was, but with the Young Master looking like this, he couldn’t possibly attend.

After a long moment, the driver heard Mu Chengzhu say, "To the hospital."

Negotiating partnerships—the first priority was appearance. Showing up at the banquet looking like this would certainly frighten everyone in attendance.

After a pause, he added, "Reschedule the business talk with Mr. Lin for tomorrow night."

"Mr. Cheng, Mu Chengzhu went to the hospital." Zhao Pan returned from outside, his face bearing a peculiar expression as he delivered the news to Cheng Lie.

They had only learned today that Mu Chengzhu would attend the banquet, and acting against him there would have been perfect.

But there hadn’t been enough time to plan, and to their surprise, Mu Chengzhu had decided not to attend after all.

Was this divine intervention, punishing Mu Chengzhu for being such a scheming villain?

Cheng Lie raised his gaze, briefly looking at Zhao Pan’s gleeful expression. "Something happened to him?" he asked.

Logically, unless something unexpected occurred, Mu Chengzhu wouldn’t just leave.

Zhao Pan nodded. "He’s having an allergic reaction—a dense rash all over his body. It’s frightening to look at. He’s gone to the hospital now for treatment."

An allergy...

"What’s he allergic to?"

Zhao Pan hadn’t expected Cheng Lie to ask such a detailed question, but he answered truthfully.

"Peaches. He’s allergic to peaches."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Lie found it even more absurd. "Someone’s sabotaging him."

After all, knowing about his peach allergy, Mu Chengzhu definitely wouldn’t have willingly come into contact with them at such a critical time.

If it wasn’t accidental, someone must have deliberately set him up.

Otherwise, Cheng Lie simply wouldn’t believe it.

But who could it be?

Cheng Lie pondered for a while, thinking that the enemy of an enemy is a friend—it would be ideal to bring this person into his fold.

Just as he was mulling over this, the hospital room door opened, and Yun Shifei walked in.