She sobbed so hard that she nearly passed out. On one hand, she was angry that Kuang Ye didn’t believe in her love; on the other hand, she felt heartbroken seeing how deep and humble his love was. She couldn’t bear to think of how much it must have hurt him when she didn’t showed up from their engagement in her past life. What kind of state of mind must he have been in when he received the news of her being kidnapped and murdered? Her chest felt like it was being crushed by a huge stone, suffocating her. She also thought of the despair Kuang Ye felt in her past life when he committed suicide. The content of the radio broadcast suddenly became clear in her ears. That was his dream, his global championship final…

From the moment Mu Wan said her first sentence, Kuang Ye’s mind had been buzzing, empty. He misunderstood Mu Wan, misunderstood his fiancée, and mistakenly thought he was the victim. He was there, wallowing in self-pity, making Mu Wan so sad.

Kuang Ye, you bastard!

He slapped himself hard across the face. He rushed over and tightly embraced Mu Wan, constantly apologizing. “Wan wan, I’m sorry, Wan wan. I misunderstood you, it’s my fault.”

When he noticed Mu Wan was crying so hard she could hardly breathe, his face changed in panic. He hurriedly helped her breathe easier. “Wan wan, breathe, don’t cry, you can hit me or scold me, just don’t cry, it’s my fault, I’m such a fool.”

Mu Wan’s emotions gradually calmed under his soothing words, but her gaze at him still held anger. But the incident at the bar was completely a blur to her. She had to admit, she had a bit of the potential to be an oblivious, selfish woman.

She sniffed, asking, “I did go to Rose Bar that day alone, but I remember waking up the next day in Xingran’s house.”

Kuang Ye: “I was worried you’d feel sad remembering what happened when you were drunk, so I had Kuang Xingran come to pick you up, and specifically told her not to mention that we had met.”

Mu Wan: “…You’re quite thoughtful.”

However, if she had known that she had drunkenly kissed Kuang Ye that night in her past life, the whole situation would have been much harder to explain…

Kuang Ye could tell that was sarcasm, so he didn’t dare to reply.

Mu Wan crossed her arms, feeling like it was better to have it all cleared up now, or else Kuang Ye would just keep making up stories about her in his mind. Then, she dug up an old issue, “So that day at the apartment, you didn’t go all the way, was it because you couldn’t?”

Kuang Ye: “…”
That day, he was so aroused he almost cum! He folded his hands and obediently admitted his fault. “It’s my mistake, please forgive me, Jiejie.”

Mu Wan snorted coldly, glancing at him, then arrogantly strutted back to the sofa and wrapped herself in the blanket. She looked down at the submissive Kuang Ye and ordered, “Kneel down!”

Plop!

Without hesitation at all.

Mu Wan: “…” She forgot her fiancé wasn’t really the kind of man to mind his pride.

Kuang Ye knelt in front of her on the sofa. “Jiejie, are your eyes uncomfortable? I’ll go find you a fever patch. You’re still sick, you can’t use ice packs. You’ve talked so much, are you thirsty or hungry? I’ll get you something to eat or drink.”

Mu Wan: “…Are you overdoing the flattery?”

Kuang Ye: “It’s what I should do.”

Mu Wan couldn’t hold back her smile as she stopped frowning. She resumed watching the movie and commanded Kuang Ye without hesitation.

“Make me Buddha Jumps Over the Wall^[1]Its a dish, this is how it looks like,https://shanghaifantasy.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/12/SF_CNY_5_1080x1920-scaled-1-300x169.jpg 300w, https://shanghaifantasy.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/12/SF_CNY_5_1080x1920-scaled-1-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https://shanghaifantasy.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/12/SF_CNY_5_1080x1920-scaled-1-768x432.jpg 768w" sizes="(max-width: 1170px) 100vw, 1170px" />, and I’ll forgive you.”

Kuang Ye immediately got up from the floor to go buy it.

Mu Wan added, “Make it yourself.”

Kuang Ye: “Huh?” He didn’t know how to make that dish.

Mu Wan gave the order and then turned her attention back to the TV. Kuang Ye understood—his little princess was upset and was making things difficult for him. He took out his phone, opened a tutorial for Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, and began to learn earnestly. It was just Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, nothing he couldn’t handle.

The next few hours, Kuang Ye running around the kitchen, making a mess, while Mu Wan relaxed on the couch, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. The setting sun’s rays streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and lit up the bright floor, creating a serene, beautiful scene.

After watching two movies, Mu Wan finally finished, and Kuang Ye’s Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was also ready. They sat across from each other at the rectangular dining table. Kuang Ye scooped a bowl of soup for Mu Wan with a ladle. Mu Wan took a sip, and her eyebrows raised slightly. It didn’t taste bad at all.

Kuang Ye, pleased with himself, said, “It’s not bad, right? This is version 3.0. It solved the problems of version 1.0 not removing the fishy smell, and version 2.0 not absorbing the flavor. This is the final successful version.”

Mu Wan looked at the high-end ingredients in the clay pot and asked, “What about the previous 1.0 and 2.0?”

Kuang Ye didn’t say anything about discarding them. Instead, he pointed at the clay pot. “They’re all here. For 1.0, I used cooking wine to remove the fishy smell. For 2.0, I added salt but it didn’t absorb the flavor.”

Mu Wan: “…” Right, he managed to make so many batches with the same ingredients in such a short time.

“I was asking you about that issue earlier. Answer me properly. It’s about O Ruo.”

Kuang Ye smiled, knowing that Mu Wan had forgiven him. He thought to himself, “Wife is really easy to coax. So cute!” Then he reflected on her question.

“You mean whether to intervene in someone else’s karma^[2]destiny or fate, right?”

Mu Wan thought for a moment and nodded.

Kuang Ye asked, “Are you very familiar with the person in question?”

Mu Wan replied, “Not really.”

Kuang Ye said, “Then the wisest choice is to stay out of it, but since you’re asking, it means you want to get involved, right?”

Mu Wan nodded again. After all, it was a life at stake.

Kuang Ye gazed at her with soft, gentle eyes, “Then follow your heart. I’ll support you from behind.”

Mu Wan’s hesitant heart immediately calmed down. Yes, this person would support her, and her family would too. She had been given a second chance at life, a gift from heaven, and now, she wanted to pass on that luck.

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↑2	destiny or fate