The Ice King's Little Trouble Maker-Chapter 533 - 497: Bet You Can’t Beat Me

Qiao Yuxian went to the bathroom to wash up. While washing her face, she put the call on speakerphone and talked to Liu Zhou.

She inquired about Wen Mingcheng’s situation.

Wen Mingcheng had slept through the night, woke up briefly in the morning, ate a little, chatted with Liu Zhou for a bit, and then went back to sleep.

The doctor did rounds and also said things were moving in a good direction.

This reassured Qiao Yuxian a lot.

After freshening up and changing clothes, she went downstairs to find something to eat.

Gu Yanjing had sent her a message over an hour ago, telling her he was in a meeting with Lu Mengyi and the others.

Qiao Yuxian saw the message as soon as she opened her eyes.

After reading it, she closed her eyes again and dozed off for a bit.

This turned the message into a "read" status, and she replied in her mind.

But she didn’t actually send a reply.

She found something to eat in the kitchen and finished it in the dining room.

She left the living room and went outside for a stroll.

She hadn’t been outside for a day and a night, and desperately needed some fresh air.

She walked around the villa to the backyard.

She encountered many people along the way.

There wasn’t anyone she recognized.

It might have something to do with her having a fight with Lu Muyao the night before last.

Today, everyone who greeted her seemed noticeably different.

The dissatisfaction that had been buried deep seemed to have dissipated quite a bit.

Qiao Yuxian, now well-rested and physically recovered, found people were much friendlier towards her.

She was in a good mood.

She even fed the fish for a while by the small pond.

Then she walked a bit further into the backyard, planning to feed the fish at another pond, when she noticed Lu Muyao practicing on a wooden dummy.

In the very center of the backyard.

With a big sun overhead.

The sound of thumping was dull and heavy.

Qiao Yuxian’s first reaction was, is he really that dedicated? No indoor practice? It’s so hot.

Her second reaction was, why isn’t he in the meeting? And judging by the looks of it, he wasn’t in a good mood.

Qiao Yuxian watched for a while.

Watching his movements getting faster and more chaotic.

She was just thinking to herself, in less than three seconds, this kid is definitely going to hit his leg.

Just as she finished this thought in her head.

Lu Muyao got hit on the leg by the rotating wooden dummy.

But his reaction was quite swift.

After getting hit hard on the leg, he quickly grabbed onto the wooden post to avoid it hitting his arm.

Qiao Yuxian raised an eyebrow.

After that, Lu Muyao stopped practicing.

Qiao Yuxian saw him crouch down.

Her gaze shifted downward, and she saw him squatting on the ground, extending his index finger to scratch the chin of a small black cat.

The cat was very small, and also... very black.

Exceptionally black.

In a pure black.

Under the sunlight, the black fur was almost reflective.

After a day and a night, the cat seemed to have lowered its guard against Lu Muyao and even cuddled up to him.

Not only did it stop hiding from Lu Muyao, but it even actively rubbed its face against Lu Muyao’s fingers.

Lu Muyao might have found some comfort, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

It was the first time Qiao Yuxian saw him smile.

In the sunlight, a slight smile bloomed on the young man’s face.

No matter how mature or sophisticated he pretended to be, he was still just an eighteen-year-old kid.

It suddenly reminded her of the first time she saw Gu Yanjing smile.

Thinking of Gu Yanjing made Qiao Yuxian’s lips curl up a bit in a smile.

Gu Yanjing’s face, with its natural coldness, was already exquisite to an astounding degree.

Enough to make her infatuated and dazed.

If a bit of a smile colored his eyes.

It’s like a layer of fresh, soft snow on a piece of translucent ice.

A sight so tender it could soften your heart.

"Mrs. Gu." Someone suddenly called out to Qiao Yuxian.

Qiao Yuxian had heard the footsteps long ago, but lost in thoughts of Gu Yanjing, she didn’t turn her head.

But she didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

There’s only one person who would call her "Mrs. Gu."

Lu Wen.

She hadn’t heard anyone else call her that.

Qiao Yuxian looked at him, smiling.

Lu Muyao, at that moment, stood up and looked over in their direction.

Qiao Yuxian sensed his gaze and turned to look at him.

The faint smile on Lu Muyao’s face disappeared, replaced by a stormy expression, as he walked towards them with large strides.

"What’s wrong with your Young Master?" Qiao Yuxian asked Lu Wen as she watched him approaching.

"Uh..." Lu Wen hesitated.

Qiao Yuxian said, "I’m just asking, you don’t need to answer."

Lu Wen smiled slightly but stayed silent, instead heading towards Lu Muyao.

Qiao Yuxian thought he probably intended to stop Lu Muyao.

But it didn’t seem to work.

Lu Muyao strode directly to her: "What are you looking at?"

"Is there anyone else besides you at that spot?" Qiao Yuxian replied.

"You...."

Before he could finish, Qiao Yuxian interrupted him, "With your level of alertness, if I had a sniper rifle in my hands, your head would be blown open by now."

Lu Muyao immediately wanted to retort, but just moved his lips without making a sound, leaving nothing to say.

He probably didn’t know what to say, so he started a gesture but didn’t follow through.

Qiao Yuxian looked at his furious yet defeated expression.

From her few encounters with Lu Muyao.

She realized whenever he saw her, his emotions became particularly evident.

Angry, disdainful, dismissive, annoyed...

But when he didn’t see her, his emotions were more restrained.

Maintaining a cold face.

Much like the same air as Lu Mengyi and Gu Yanjing.

Lu Mengyi and Gu Yanjing, probably having grown up together, shared the same educational and training systems.

So their temperaments, to some extent, were similar at times.

And Lu Muyao probably learned from Lu Mengyi.

But Lu Muyao had more to his cold demeanor than they did.

He had a lot of arrogance.

The kind of arrogance that says "I’m invincible, you are all trash."

Qiao Yuxian thought: This kid must really dislike her; every time he sees her, he breaks through his exterior layer of composure.

Seeing him still glaring at her, Qiao Yuxian said before he spoke, "Want to make a bet?"

"What?" Lu Muyao frowned.

"Bet that you can’t beat me," Qiao Yuxian said with a smile.

Lu Wen, standing behind Lu Muyao, was momentarily shocked by her words but kept his head down and didn’t show it.

Lu Muyao furrowed his brow, then laughed softly, contempt lingering even heavier in his eyes: "You think I can’t beat you?"

"As of now, you haven’t beaten me," Qiao Yuxian replied.

The night before last, they hadn’t reached a conclusion before being stopped by Lu Mengyi.

"And now, I’m saying, I’m going to make you lose," Qiao Yuxian’s eyes still contained a bit of a smile.

But this smile had a sense of pressure.

The smile on Lu Muyao’s face vanished as he looked at her.

The expression seemed to signal that in the next second, he planned to show her what he was capable of.

Qiao Yuxian added, "So, Young Master Lu, want to bet?"

"Do you think I wouldn’t dare hit you because of Gu Yanjing?" Lu Muyao said.

"Bet or not?" Qiao Yuxian didn’t answer his question, instead saying, "If you win, you can set any condition you want. If I win, you promise me one thing."

Lu Muyao squinted his eyes.

Seeing the confidence in her eyes, the certainty of victory.

As if she didn’t consider him worth her attention.

"Do you dare?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

"Alright." Lu Muyao agreed.

Qiao Yuxian curved her lips into a smile.