Sister Yang glanced back, her eyes falling on the long chain connecting to the head of the bed. A wave of horror washed over her.
Yun Shunián naturally noticed Sister Yang's gaze. She held Mu Qí's uninjured hand tightly.
Mu Qí allowed Yun Shunián to hold him and, in good spirits, kissed the back of her hand.
Sister Yang dared not say more, quickly withdrew her gaze, and turned to leave.
Next, Sister Zhang entered. Sister Zhang was more lighthearted. Upon arrival, she first saw the chain on the ground, then the person.
Realizing that the chain bound a person, Sister Zhang forced herself to remain calm. She put down the dishes and immediately turned to leave. Only after stepping out of the master bedroom did she realize she had been rude.
Sister Zhang stopped in the corridor, hesitating before turning back to return. However, recalling the strange chain glinting in the sunlight, she shivered violently and then hurried downstairs without looking back.
Meanwhile, in the master bedroom, seeing Sister Zhang's nervous reaction, Yun Shunián's eyelashes fluttered. She held Mu Qí's hand even tighter.
Mu Qí not only paid no mind to the pain in his hand but, noticing Yun Shunián's lack of reaction to his kisses, became even more enthusiastic.
"Sister Zhang, what happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Xiao Song was the last to bring food. Seeing Sister Zhang's flustered state, Xiao Song was greatly perplexed.
"Nothing, nothing. What nonsense is your young mind thinking?" Sister Zhang didn't slow her pace, not pausing for even a second.
Xiao Song, however, stopped and looked back at Sister Zhang's retreating figure, growing more curious. "Oh."
"Madam Mu, this is the last dish." After entering, Xiao Song didn't look around much, placing the dish on the table before stealthily looking at Yun Shunián.
The young man's eyes were gentle, soft, and bright, as if he carried warm sunshine within him.
Mu Qí scanned Xiao Song with hostile eyes.
Mu Qí could feel that they were two entirely different people.
He sank deeper into darkness, grim and cruel; this man before him, however, was born of the sun, radiant.
"Madam Mu, who is this?" Xiao Song had now seen Mu Qí and the chain connecting him.
Xiao Song stared at the chain, first stunned, then seemingly understanding, his face inexplicably blushing again.
"This is my husband."
Yun Shunián replied.
"Mr. Mu, hello."
Xiao Song understood and quickly greeted him, but Mu Qí didn't spare Xiao Song a glance.
"Aren't you afraid?" Yun Shunián, not finding any signs of nervousness or fear on Xiao Song's face, glanced at the chain on Mu Qí's wrist and asked curiously.
"What do you mean, Madam Mu?"
Xiao Song had initially felt awkward due to Mu Qí's disregard. When Yun Shunián asked the question, he immediately looked at her, then followed her gaze.
Understanding what Yun Shunián was referring to, the temperature on Xiao Song's face, which had been cooling, rose again.
"This... isn't this..."
"Isn't what?" Seeing Xiao Song stammering, Yun Shunián felt that Xiao Song's assumption was completely different from her intention to imprison Mu Qí.
"Madam Mu, in short... in short, please rest assured, I completely understand." Xiao Song's voice had changed in his nervousness.
Yun Shunián: "Understand what?"
Xiao Song, originally a cheerful and outgoing young man, didn't want to say much.
However, Yun Shunián was his employer, so Xiao Song had to continue, staring at his almost burning face, stumbling over his words.
"I understand... I understand that Madam and Mr. are young and interested in all sorts of things. I truly understand." Su Dan Novel Network
Xiao Song, being a cheerful and outgoing young man, had indeed spoken conservatively. Fortunately, Yun Shunián finally understood somewhat.
"You think I'm doing this to him because I'm interested?" Yun Shunián held Mu Qí's hand in one hand and toyed with the lock on his wrist with the other.
"Oh no, you're probably referring to foreplay."
The cheerful and outgoing young man's shy face was almost buried in the ground.
Xiao Song faced the sun, his eyes and heart filled with simple beauty.
"Mu Qí, how I wish this were foreplay."
Yun Shunián's hand caressed Mu Qí's nape, her crescent eyes entwined, like another layer of a strong yet fragile鎖(suǒ - lock/shackle).
"Whatever Niannian says is what it is. If Niannian says it's foreplay, then it's foreplay."
As Mu Qí spoke, Xiao Song stared blankly at Mu Qí's profile, unable to comprehend how the person he had just glanced at and felt a chill from could speak in such a gentle tone.
"Mm," Yun Shunián nodded, her only concern being whether Mu Qí would try to escape.
"Madam Mu, then... I'll be going."
It was clear that Mu Qí didn't want to escape; Xiao Song wanted to.
After Xiao Song spoke, Yun Shunián didn't respond immediately. Instead, Mu Qí opened his mouth.
"You're fired," Mu Qí's tone was no longer as gentle as when he spoke to Yun Shunián. His words were cold and decisive, like an ice pick.
"Why? Did I do something wrong?" The blush hadn't faded from Xiao Song's face. At this moment, he felt as if he were caught between ice and fire.
Yun Shunián: "No."
Seeing the light dim on Xiao Song, Yun Shunián didn't know how to explain it in a way that would rekindle the warmth in the young man.
Mu Qí: "Madam Mu and I want some time alone together. You're superfluous."
"But what about Sister Yang and Sister Zhang?" At this point, Xiao Song was disheartened and had forgotten his embarrassment.
"Sister Zhang and Sister Yang are irrelevant. But you are a man, and I don't want my wife to see other men."
As Mu Qí spoke, he forcefully wrapped his arm around Yun Shunián's waist.
Is that how it is? Yun Shunián turned to look at Mu Qí's profile, not believing it in her heart.
"Sir, you are truly overthinking. Madam introduced herself by taking your surname when she introduced us, so Madam must love you dearly."
"I am merely an employee. Madam would never look favorably upon me."
After Xiao Song spoke, Mu Qí's expression softened slightly, but the unease in his eyes did not dissipate.
"You speak reason, but even so, I still have to dismiss you."
As Mu Qí finished speaking, Xiao Song froze: "But..."
"Niannian, you promised me," Mu Qí suddenly pulled Yun Shunián onto his lap.
Yun Shunián hadn't reacted yet, feeling very uncomfortable. She instinctively looked at Xiao Song, but Mu Qí's hand clamped down on her chin first.