President, Please Sign the Divorce Agreement-Chapter 6 - : Very Alluring

"What do you think?" Fu Yanshen asked again.

"It was Gu Xiyuan!" Mu Chenxi blurted out.

The moment she spoke, a pain struck her heart again, blurring her vision.

With her eyes red, she glared at Fu Yanshen, clenching her teeth, each word a complaint, "You never call me Xixi!"

Filled with anger, annoyance, and a heartbreaking sense of grievance.

Fu Yanshen lifted his hand and pinched her collagen-filled face, saying helplessly, "It was you who said to just call you Chenxi and not Xixi. I listened to you, so how did it become my fault?"

That was when they first met, she was afraid that him calling her the nickname only that man used to call her would remind her of an unpleasant past.

So, it was she who took the initiative and told him to call her Chenxi, not Xixi.

Realizing this after the fact, Mu Chenxi feigned disgust and pushed Fu Yanshen away, "You're so dirty, go take a shower. I am sleepy and going to bed."

She flipped the covers and burrowed into bed, burying herself in it.

Not until she heard the sound of running water from the bathroom did Mu Chenxi stealthily poke her head out from under the covers.

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She sighed deeply.

It was all just a misunderstanding, thank goodness.

Originally, her parents' marriage problems started from her father's distrust in her mother, eventually leading to a tragic childhood memories that she couldn't bear to look back on.

She couldn't make the same mistakes, become paranoid and suspicious; she had to trust Ah Yan.

Ah Yan had no reason to lie to her.

...

After showering, Fu Yanshen emerged from the bathroom, steamy and warm, and walked to the bedside.

Looking at Mu Chenxi, who was curled up in the blanket like a little ostrich, he tugged at the covers but didn't budge them, "Chenxi."

"I'm asleep," Mu Chenxi said with a muffled voice, her hand clutching the blanket, the voice passing from under it.

Unable to help it, Fu Yanshen chuckled.

Being with her was genuinely joyful.

"What's so funny? Don't you dare laugh at me!"

Mu Chenxi thought he was mocking her for making a huge blunder and emerged from the blanket, red-faced and glaring at him.

"It's all your fault, who allowed you to hold another woman? Don't you understand it's inappropriate to have physical contact between men and women?"

"Fu Yanshen, you're a married man, you must be conscious to keep a distance from other women... hmm..."

A just-warm-enough towel covered her face, silencing her endless chatter.

Mu Chenxi immediately lay back properly, her hands "regressed" to helplessness, "Help, I can't breathe."

Fu Yanshen bent over with a smile in his eyes, helping her wipe off the residual marks on her face, with Mu Chenxi tilting her little face to facilitate the cleaning.

After he was done, Fu Yanshen turned to take the towel back to the bathroom, whilst Mu Chenxi continued chattering away, "I'll generously forgive you this once. If there's a next time, you'll see how I'll deal with you, hmph."

"Who will be dealing with whom?"

Having returned to the bedside, Fu Yanshen lifted the blanket and climbed into bed, drawing her into his embrace with his hand teasingly pinching the soft flesh on her waist.

The sensitive Mu Chenxi immediately shrunk back, only to be pulled back into Fu Yanshen's arms, their bodies fitting together without any gaps.

Mu Chenxi instantly retracted her bravado and turned into a compliant little kitten, resting motionless in Fu Yanshen's embrace.

After the emotional ups and downs of the evening, she closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.

The sound of even and quiet breathing emanated from her chest, and Fu Yanshen looked down at Mu Chenxi, who was sleeping soundly and carefree, his gaze deep and solemn.

Moments later, he tightened his arms, avoiding her injured arm, adjusted a comfortable sleeping position for her, and then closed his eyes. Soon, he was asleep alongside her.

...

Hospital

After Fu Yanshen left, Gu Xiyuan called the nurse in and pulled out a few hundred from her wallet, "Go find out for me, a patient named Mu Chenxi who was hospitalized last night, what was the reason?"

She was to be discharged early in the morning; there shouldn't have been any major issues.

What was Ah Yan so worried about?

"Sure, Miss Gu." The nurse took the money with delight, turned around, and went to inquire.

She was familiar with the hospital staff, so it didn't take long to find out. She discovered that the person Miss Gu asked about was actually Mr. Fu's wife.

So, the news she had would surely upset Miss Gu.

The nurse stood at the door of the room, hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open and entering.

Choosing her words carefully, she began, "Miss Gu, she was hospitalized due to a fall, but she protected the child with her arm, so the child is fine, but she fractured her arm."

"A child? Is she pregnant?"

Miss Gu had no idea and the caregiver, forcing herself, whispered back, "Yes."

Gu Xiyang smiled at the caregiver and said, "I got it, thank you for your hard work."

Feeling quite pleased, she picked up her cell phone and made a call to have the manicurist come to the hospital to redo her nails.

Caregiver: "..."

Live long enough and you'll really see it all.

It's my first time seeing a mistress happy about the wife's pregnancy.

Gu Xiyang ended the call and, seeing the caregiver's shocked face, lowered her eyelids to hide the disdain in her eyes.

What does she know?

Mu Chenxi is so pitiable that she has to resort to such clumsy tactics like harming herself to protect her child to grab Fu Yanshen's attention.

Such a demeaning approach, I really look down on it, and only a woman born of such low status as Mu Chenxi would use it.

I don't want it; if I did, with just a wiggle of my finger, Fu Yanshen would be mine.

What is Mu Chenxi anyway.

Hmph.

In a flash, it was Saturday, the day Gu Xiyang was discharged from the hospital.

When she woke up, she put on a haute couture outfit from Xiang Ji, sat on the sofa, did her makeup, and waited for Fu Yanshen to come and pick her up on his own initiative.

...

At Yuejing Creek Garden, while Fu Yanshen was working in his study.

Mu Chenxi, with a fractured arm, had been stuck at home for several days, feeling like she was about to mold.

Once the cast was removed, her little schemes became lively again.

She had the housekeeper cut some fruit and took it upstairs with her.

Outside the study, Mu Chenxi knocked on the door and slowly peeked her head in through the gap, sweetly calling, "Ah Yan."

"Mm," Fu Yanshen replied without looking up, continuing to work.

Mu Chenxi took the fruit platter from the housekeeper's hands, motioned for her to go downstairs, and walked into the study to place the fruit on the desk, picking up a piece and bringing it to his lips.

Fu Yanshen opened his mouth and ate it, still not looking at her.

Mu Chenxi: "..."

Her hint did not catch his attention, so she was more direct, "Ah Yan, I want to go shopping."

Fu Yanshen multitasked, skimming through documents while responding, "Let Bai Su accompany you."

"She's not in Jiangcheng at the moment, and won't be back for a few days."

"Then let the housekeeper accompany you."

"No, I want you to go with me."

"I have work; let the housekeeper accompany you, be obedient."

Fu Yanshen had no intention of breaking his principles.

Mu Chenxi, looking at the man engrossed in his work and neglecting his dainty wife, suddenly stepped forward, sat down on his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and in a soft, coquettish voice pleaded, "Ah Yan, accompany me, please? I want you to come with me, okay?"

This suggestive gesture caused the eyes hidden behind Fu Yanshen's glasses to noticeably darken.

Unaware that she had struck a nerve, Mu Chenxi, intent on achieving her goal, pouted her lips and gave his sensual thin lips a peck.

At the kiss, Fu Yanshen's adam's apple bobbed.

He leisurely raised his hand, long fingers with distinct knuckles slowly removed the glasses from his nose bridge, and casually tossed them onto the desk.

The movement was full of desire, very tantalizing.

Mu Chenxi had the look of a smitten fool.

My Ah Yan, he really is so handsome.

In the moment Fu Yanshen slowly lifted his gaze, Mu Chenxi had a moment of clarity.

A warning signal immediately flashed in her mind: danger danger danger...

It was too late to escape.

At the moment she heard the study door being locked, her jaw was seized and thin lips descended—