Chapter 93: Scene of Carnage

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Scene of Carnage

"Why don’t we go to my place? I just moved, and it’s pretty spacious."

"I don’t mean anything by it. If you’re not comfortable, we can find another place."

As if he suddenly realized something, Jiang Fan quickly corrected himself.

The way he’d said it made him sound like he was trying to trick a girl into coming home with him.

"It’s okay, I don’t mind. You’re the one who saved my life..."

At this, Rong Anyao’s voice trailed off, becoming as faint as the buzz of a fly.

"Actually, with our relationship, you don’t have to do all this. The thought is what counts."

"I want to celebrate it for you. I want to treasure every little thing about you."

Rong Anyao said this with a sudden burst of courage, looking up at Jiang Fan with determination.

Jiang Fan paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"Alright, let’s have some cake then. It just so happens I haven’t eaten all day."

"We can see what such an expensive cake tastes like."

"We didn’t get to eat properly last time. Let’s order some takeout when we get back. My treat!"

"Order something good, something expensive."

Jiang Fan said, patting his chest.

This was a far cry from his usual stingy self.

After the two got in the car, Jiang Fan put the cake in the trunk.

He stepped on the gas and drove all the way to Pure Villa.

Just as he reached the eighth floor, he found Li Muwan standing at his door, knocking.

The moment their eyes met, Jiang Fan’s heart seemed to skip a beat.

He didn’t know why, but he suddenly felt very nervous.

’This feels like being caught with the mistress by the wife.’

"Where have you been?"

"And this is...?"

Li Muwan asked coolly, her expression unchanging.

"You must be Jiang’s girlfriend, right? My name is Rong Anyao. I’m his friend."

"You can just call me Yaoyao."

The word "girlfriend" almost made Li Muwan’s icy expression crack.

"Um..."

"She’s not my girlfriend. Don’t get the wrong idea."

But Li Muwan offered no explanation, which in Rong Anyao’s eyes was a tacit admission.

"Um, what are you doing at my door? With all this food?"

"Oh, isn’t your birthday tomorrow? I figured you’d have to work overtime, so since I was free tonight, I thought I’d celebrate with you a day early."

"So I bought some food and came to knock on your door. When I saw you weren’t home, I was just about to call you."

Hearing this, Rong Anyao became even more convinced of her assumption. ’If they weren’t a couple, why would she go to such lengths?’

"Ahem, is that so?"

Jiang Fan felt a pang of guilt.

"This cake..."

"This is the cake I brought for Jiang."

Rong Anyao quickly scurried forward and stood before Li Muwan, looking rather submissive.

The more Jiang Fan watched, the more he felt that something was off about the atmosphere.

He hurried forward to open the door and usher the two women inside.

"I’ll go heat this up. You two have a seat."

Li Muwan walked straight to the kitchen, carrying the things she’d brought.

Anyone who didn’t know better would have thought it was her house.

Sitting on the sofa, Rong Anyao quietly scooted closer to Jiang Fan.

"Um... Jiang, you don’t have to worry. I’m actually a very traditional girl."

"I really didn’t know you had a girlfriend."

"Huh? Traditional? Girlfriend?"

In the short span of less than two hours since Mr. Liu’s call, he felt like his brain was about to fry.

"I told you, she’s not my girlfriend..."

"It’s okay, Jiang. I can be the junior wife..."

"Huh?"

Jiang Fan’s eyes went wide.

’Oh no, I’m the conservative one now!’

Seeing Rong Anyao’s shy and blushing appearance, Jiang Fan felt a headache coming on.

When she said she was "traditional," he thought she meant by a few decades.

But holy crap, she meant the last five thousand years!

She was even talking about being a junior wife.

He finally understood why Rong Anyao had been so submissive the moment she saw Li Muwan.

"I really don’t mind, as long as you don’t forget about Yaoyao."

"No, no, it’s really not what you think."

"You’ve really misunderstood."

Jiang Fan felt himself getting flustered. His usually glib tongue was now tripping over itself.

"What are you two talking about? So happy? Let me in on it."

Seeing Li Muwan approach, Rong Anyao consciously put some distance between herself and Jiang Fan.

Li Muwan, however, plopped down right between them and gave Jiang Fan a meaningful look.

"You two talk, I... I... I’m going to use the restroom."

Rong Anyao stood up and scurried to the bathroom.

"Not bad. This little girlfriend of yours has a top-tier figure and looks, and she’s so innocent too."

Li Muwan didn’t even realize that her words were tinged with a hint of jealousy.

"Looks like she’s mistaken me for your girlfriend. Should I go and explain it to her?"

"After all, the position of ’main wife’ belongs to her, right?"

"Sis, give me a break! She’s really not my girlfriend."

"Oh~ so someone who’s not your girlfriend remembers your birthday and gets you a custom cake from Haiyue Square."

Li Muwan snorted softly.

She didn’t believe such nonsense for a second.

"Do I look like an idiot?"

"But you don’t have to explain to me. So what if she is your girlfriend? There’s nothing between us. We’re just superior and subordinate."

"Is there anything wrong with a boss showing a little concern for her subordinate today?"

"That’s right! Why am I even explaining myself to you!"

Her words were a sudden wake-up call.

"Move over. Go sit over there. You scared the hell out of me."

Jiang Fan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"I’ll be leaving then. I won’t disturb your little lovey-dovey world. Wouldn’t want a certain someone to resent me for it, even if he doesn’t say it out loud."

Li Muwan pursed her lips, stood up, and walked out the door in her high heels.

Only after the sound of the door closing did Rong Anyao come out of the bathroom.

"Huh? The other lady?"

Seeing her confusion, Jiang Fan didn’t bother explaining much.

"She said she wasn’t going to eat and went home."

"Just the two of us will be fine."

"Ah? This... Did I make you and her argue?"

A trace of self-blame appeared on Rong Anyao’s face.

"It has nothing to do with you. Don’t overthink it."

Jiang Fan said no more and simply laid out all the food on the table.

Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

DING DONG.

The two exchanged a look, and Jiang Fan went to open the door.

Li Muwan walked right in.

"Didn’t you already leave? Why are you back?"

"What? I bought this food, so I can’t eat it myself?"