Chapter 119 - Young Marshal Mu Is a Big Fish (1/2)

“Thank you for not interfering, and thank you for letting Ling Jing come forward to help.”

Feeling a little uncomfortable from being stared at by him like this, Yun Xi turned her head away.

His handsomeness and suaveness were hard for any woman to resist.

As she was turning her head away, he grabbed her chin with his hand and forced her to face him again.

“Weren’t you tenderly gazing at Jiang Henglin just moments ago? Why can’t you bother to give me a second glance?”

“…” Yun Xi was caught off guard, and somewhat baffled.

She blinked, and then pondered it for a while. Something appeared to pop up in her mind.

The reason he’d appeared so disgruntled at the banquet was perhaps because she’d been looking at Jiang Henglin?

What sort of bizarre reason was that?

She definitely didn’t gaze at him tenderly. All she did was observe him so that she could find out more about her nemesis.

How did he see her tenderly gaze at him?

“Young Marshal Mu, as long as you aren’t blind, you would’ve been able to tell that at the auction Jiang Henglin helped my sister throw me under the bus, and he did so smugly. So if I gazed at him tenderly after that, wouldn’t I be out of my mind?”

Hearing her say this, Mu Feichi’s expression eased slightly.

At the auction, Jiang Henglin really hadn’t behaved like a gentleman.

If she hadn’t warned him against meddling, he would have come forward and beat him up.

“You won, but why were you so sure that if you used your sister as bait, you could fish out Jiang Henglin?”

During that farce, she’d successfully fought back against her mother and her sister. She’d cleverly given them a slap in the face and put herself in an advantageous position.

And she’d thrown Jiang Henglin under the bus. Such an unnecessary move had made her appear shrewd in Mu Feichi’s eyes.

His little rascal wasn’t someone who let herself suffer.

For her to allow Jiang Henglin to step on her like this, she must have had her own plan.

“Because…” Because she knew him well enough from her last life.

Jiang Henglin had a unique taste in women. He liked two-faced fragile women.

Coughing slightly, she moved her fingers and pushed away his hand.

“Because he hates me. Since he hates me so much, he definitely wouldn’t just sit back and watch the farce without taking any action.”