Chapter 162 Mu Qi Meets the Masked Man

A familiar figure soon entered through the window.

Yun Shuneian narrowed her eyes, her body instinctively bristling with hostility.

“Why did you call him over?” Yun Shuneian glared at Mu Qi, full of displeasure.

“Are you jealous?” Mu Qi curved his lips, his phoenix eyes sparkling.

Yun Shuneian opened her mouth to say, *What time is it to talk about this now?* but remembering Mu Qi’s reckless demeanor, she swallowed her words.

“Speak quickly!” Even with all her strength, Yun Shuneian couldn’t bring herself to throw the two of them down.

Shan Gong was startled, then asked respectfully, “What would Madam like to hear?”

“Tell me about the illicit affair between you and your young master!” Yun Shuneian gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to skin Shan Gong alive.

“Young Madam, there is truly no illicit affair between the young master and me. We merely have a clean superior-subordinate relationship.”

They were on someone else’s territory now, and the situation was critical. Shan Gong didn’t understand why Mu Qi was making him explain such things at this moment, so he spoke rapidly.

“Superior-subordinate relationship? Who is superior and who is subordinate?” Yun Shuneian frowned, her gaze flicking suspiciously and angrily between Mu Qi and Shan Gong.

“Naturally, the young master is superior, and I am subordinate.” Shan Gong answered immediately, not bothering to consider why Yun Shuneian would ask such an obvious question.

Yun Shuneian felt she might as well throw these two men down.

“Shan Gong.” Mu Qi uttered the two words slowly, with a hint of threat.

Some said you could tell if someone was innocent or not just by looking into their eyes.

However, looking at Mu Qi’s back now, Yun Shuneian dared not step forward to take a closer look.

Perhaps it was the loss of her stubborn determination to stay by Mu Qi’s side, fearing she might receive an answer that would break her heart.

“Young Master?” Shan Gong, usually so sharp, seemed to have frozen in this situation, flustered.

“What do you mean, ‘I’m superior and you’re subordinate’? Explain it to me properly.” Mu Qi rubbed his forehead, his expression displeased.

Facing such a Mu Qi, Shan Gong instinctively felt fear. He forced himself to calm down and think carefully.

After a few seconds of silence, Shan Gong finally understood where his answer had gone wrong. His face immediately turned red.

“Young Madam, you might have misunderstood. I meant that the young master and I have a superior-subordinate relationship. The young master is the superior, and naturally, I am the subordinate,” Shan Gong said, slowing his speech.

This matter had been bothering Yun Shuneian for so long, it wouldn’t be easily resolved.

“That day outside Qi Yuan, why did Mu Qi pin you against the wall?” Yun Shuneian watched Shan Gong intently and sharply, not missing a single subtle expression.

Shan Gong was silent for a moment, then immediately understood which day Yun Shuneian was referring to.

After all, he had not only been misunderstood by Mu Qi that day, but then also by Yun Shuneian, leaving him feeling suffocated by the crossfire.

“Young Madam, at that time, the young master actually misunderstood that there was something between you and me.” That’s why the young master pinned me against the wall to threaten me to stay away from you.

Shan Gong opened his mouth, wanting to say more, but a glance at Mu Qi suddenly made him lose his courage.

“What could there be between you and me?” Yun Shuneian asked incredulously, as if this were utter nonsense.

“It was that day at the hospital. You saw I wasn’t feeling well and came over to ask about me. The young master saw it and misunderstood.”

The unfamiliar environment and such sensitive, sharp questions made Shan Gong’s entire body tense.

Yet, the other two, besides him, seemed completely unconcerned that they were on someone else’s territory.

“It was just because of that?” Yun Shuneian frowned, finding it somewhat incomprehensible.

“It should be, Young Madam.” Shan Gong dared not speculate on the young master’s thoughts and didn’t want to be too absolute.

“What do you mean, ‘should be’? I was just checking if you had a fever. Shan Gong, are you making up a flimsy excuse?” Yun Shuneian still didn’t believe him.

“Mu Qi, is that how it happened?” Yun Shuneian looked at Mu Qi, her eyes full of inquiry.

“Baby, I have amnesia.” Mu Qi looked innocent.

Yun Shuneian awkwardly touched her nose. She had forgotten that her actions had caused Mu Qi’s amnesia.

“Baby, let’s go back.” Mu Qi spoke at the opportune moment.

Yun Shuneian was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

She still couldn’t let go of Mu Qi.

Mu Qi slung Yun Shuneian over his shoulder, intending to climb out the window, but the window suddenly closed.

Then, the masked man’s voice echoed from among the flowers, “Miss Yun, leaving without saying goodbye, is that proper?”

Mu Qi immediately shielded Yun Shuneian in his arms, and Shan Gong began to prepare for defense.

Yun Shuneian, however, struggled to get out of Mu Qi’s embrace, knowing that the masked man meant her no harm.

“Mu Qi, let me go.” Yun Shuneian struggled to free herself from Mu Qi’s embrace, but Mu Qi’s veins bulged as he held her tightly.

“Be good, don’t move.” Mu Qi pursed his lips, his face cold.

With a bang, the door was opened from the outside.

The masked man was still in the same suit, his every movement as elegant as ever, clearly acting as the host.

“Miss Yun, are you leaving without a word? I treated you to so many crabs, you know?” The masked man slowly approached Yun Shuneian and Mu Qi, while Shan Gong had already drawn the soft sword from his waist.

“Alright, then I’ll say goodbye. And may I add, thank you for your hospitality.” Yun Shuneian tried her best to appear composed, but Mu Qi holding her with one arm made her feel like a package, her feet dangling, making composure difficult.

“Miss Yun, I apologize, but you don’t have the authority to come and go as you please. I haven’t enabled that function for you yet,” the masked man said, crushing a flower petal beside him, while the ordinary pervert stood there arrogantly watching them.

“What do you want?” Mu Qi’s aura grew colder, the entire…

“You are Mu Qi?”