Kuang Ye: “The old man wants me to study finance, but I’m not interested in that stuff.”
“And the financial industry has too many specialized English terms, I’m too lazy to memorize them, so I chose something I like that’s easier to graduate in.”

Mu Wan thought that this was something he would do. “But Grandpa Kuang sent you to MIT so early; it must have been to pave the way for you to work at the Kuang family business later, right?”
Otherwise, a successor with only a middle school education wouldn’t be able to manage the employees under him.

Kuang Ye fell silent, his head lowered as he murmured, “Back then, I really thought he was doing it for my good.”
But in the end, he was just seen as a tool to inherit the family business.

Mu Wan looked at Kuang Ye, whose expression had turned gloomy. She thought of his turbulent past and, in the end, couldn’t bring herself to be harsh. She pulled him from the keyboard and hugged him. “It’s all in the past.”

Kuang Ye hugged Mu Wan, the corners of his mouth curling into a smile. There was no trace of gloom or disappointment in his eyes anymore. The soft-hearted Wan wan is so cute. But he might have forgotten that Mu Wan had hung several minimalist-style decorative paintings in the living room. Glass frames— They are all reflective.

When Mu Wan suddenly pulled away from his embrace, Kuang Ye’s smile hadn’t had time to fade. His smile froze, and he quickly furrowed his brows and pursed his lips, continuing to whimper.

Mu Wan snorted coldly, “Stop pretending. I saw the reflection in the glass.”

Kuang Ye looked up at the glass of the decorative painting, feeling utterly helpless. With a thud, he knelt back at the keyboard. “Jiejie, I was wrong.”

The air conditioning was on in the room, and it was a bit warm. Mu Wan took off her coat, revealing a tight-fitting black sweater underneath. The neckline was hollowed out, showing off her graceful figure. Her legs, wrapped in skinny jeans, were long and slender—sexy and alluring.

Kuang Ye’s gaze was fixated on Mu Wan. Wuwu, I want to make love with Jiejie.

With such a burning gaze, Mu Wan certainly noticed. Based on their sweet routine over the past few days, this was the time for a bath and then collapsing into bed for some passionate, playful entanglement.

But now—hmph!

Mu Wan took the plum branch from the living room décor and sat on the sofa, crossing her legs. With a pair of black boots and a cold, stern expression, she exuded a dominant older sister vibe.

Kuang Ye’s mind went hazy. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. His voice turned hoarse, “Jiejie, I’m a bit hot, can I take off a piece of clothing?”

Mu Wan responded in a tone of granting favor, “Sure.”

Kuang Ye then took off his coat and the dark-colored knitted vest underneath, leaving only a white shirt on his body, with two buttons undone, revealing his strong chest and collarbone.

Mu Wan narrowed her eyes slightly, the plum branch in her hand slipping through the gap in the collar, the rough flower stem and soft petals brushing against the heated skin. “The trick of self-harm doesn’t work, so you’ve changed to seduction?” Kuang Ye loved how Mu Wan looked now, completely in control. A few muffled groans escaped his throat. His gaze darkened, and suddenly he undid another button of his shirt. His fingers grasped the branch, and with a gentle kiss on one of the flower buds, he raised an eyebrow, looking at Mu Wan with a wicked, seductive expression. “So, is it my Jiejie already give in?”

Mu Wan instantly felt dry-mouthed. She thought, This wild god is truly wild! She tried to pull the plum branch back, but despite not using much force, Kuang Ye’s upper body lunged toward her, as if he had been pulled forcefully. In front of others, he was unruly and wild, but now, with his head resting on his lover’s lap, he looked up in a humble posture. His gaze was both seductive and teasing as he hoarsely asked, “Have Jiejie already been seduced?”

Mu Wan: !!! Where on earth did this brat learn these tricks? This is too… Her heart raced, a wave of electricity running up her spine. Though Kuang Ye hadn’t done anything, she felt herself trembling all over, and her thighs, which his head was resting on, began to heat up.

“I’m here to discipline you, get up.” She shyly tapped him with the flower branch. Since it was a little too forceful, petals fell around Kuang Ye. He ‘shrunk back’ slightly, looking at Mu Wan with a somewhat wronged expression. “Jiejie, that hurts~”

Mu Wan: … To ‘escape punishment,’ Kuang Ye really put a lot of thought into it. She watched him kneel at the keyboard, his disheveled clothes, his every thought and gaze filled with her. Mu Wan really wanted to be a ‘foolish ruler’ and tie him up with rope like last time on his birthday, letting him do whatever he wanted. But thinking about the times he had kept things from her, she used the flower branch to push him away, cleared her throat, and said, “Stop using these fox tricks. Tell me, is there anything else you’re hiding from me?”

Kuang Ye: “…” What does she mean by fox tricks? He was obviously seriously trying to seduce her, okay?

Mu Wan lightly tapped him with the flower branch. “Be serious!”

Since Kuang Ye wasn’t prepared, the groan that had been trapped in his throat burst out. The sound echoed, and the room fell silent. Mu Wan opened her mouth in disbelief, looking at Kuang Ye. He, too, felt a shock in his pupils, wondering if he had some kind of strange fetish. To confirm, he said to Mu Wan, “Jiejie, how about you try again?”

Mu Wan’s face turned bright red. She quickly stood up, threw the whole plum branch onto his body, feeling both embarrassed and shy. “You big idiot.”

“Kuang Ye, you liar. I’m punishing you to write a ten-thousand-word self-reflection and confess everything you’ve been hiding from me.”

Kuang Ye seemed not to hear her. His current interest was in the plum branch. He picked it up from the ground and hit himself with it. “Hiss— That hurts!”