Why Is He a Scumbag?

Hearing Chen Yi’s name, Mu Yuchen exploded again. “Little Yuan, I’ve said so much, why are you still looking for him?”

“I’ll tear that guy’s business card! Not only did I tear it apart, but I also burned it to ashes! He better pray that I don’t meet him, or I’ll beat him up every time I see him!”

Su Yuan thought to herself, ‘Can you beat Chen Yi? With your small physique, even if there are two of you can’t even defeat Chen Yi.’

“Alright, I’ll hang up first.” Su Yuan was about to hang up.

“Hey! Wait a minute!”

“Why are you looking for Chen Yi?” Mu Yuchen suddenly called out to her.

“Of course there’s something I need to talk to him about,” Su Yuan replied.

“Is it an emergency?”

“Of course!”

“If that’s the case, I’ll know a place where I can find him,” Mu Yuchen said.

“Where?” Su Yuan’s eyes lit up.

Mu Yuchen said, “Do you know about the inauguration ceremony of El group tomorrow? He should be going.”

“How did you know?” Su Yuan asked, confused.

“I eavesdropped on his phone call. When he was giving me a massage, he answered a call. It seemed to be about this matter.

“What do you think, Little Yuan? If you act coquettishly to me, I’ll think of a way to get you an invitation!”

Before he could finish, Su Yuan hung up the phone. ‘Are you kidding me? I’m the wife of the president of the El group, why would I need an invitation?’

Hearing the busy tone from the phone, Mu Yuchen was stunned for a moment, then he smiled devilishly. “I like wild ones!”

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After hanging up, Su Yuan laid down for a while before finally falling asleep.

After a while, the door to her room was suddenly pushed open, and a tall figure walked in. The man walked to the bedside and looked down at her.

Su Yuan seemed to be in a dream and was talking in her sleep. She had kicked the glass away, and her fair foot and lower leg were exposed.

Mo Ting stared at the little foot for a while before his eyes darkened. “You’re really not honest even when you’re asleep.”

After complaining, he walked over and bent down, trying to stuff her little feet back under the blanket. But when he touched her little feet, he froze. Why was it so soft and smooth? He could not help but touch her hand. During the day in the study, he had noticed that she had a pair of cute, white feet. And now, this little foot was obediently lying in his palm. It was small and not even as big as his hand. Her toes were light pink and very cute. He looked at her cute little foot and reached out to scratch her foot.

Su Yuan felt ticklish and retracted her toes, making her already small feet look even smaller. They were white and tender. Mo Ting could not help but lower his head and give her a light kiss on the back of her foot. His kiss was very restrained, and he left the moment they touched.

Su Yuan was startled, but she did not wake up. She only mumbled something, turned to the side, and put her feet under the blanket.

Mo Ting looked at his empty palm and helplessly patted her on the head, “Little girl, we still have a long way to go.” He was about to turn around and leave when Su Yuan’s phone on the bedside table suddenly lit up.

Mo Ting furrowed his brows as he looked at Su Yuan’s phone for a few seconds. In the end, he could not hold back his curiosity and picked up Su Yuan’s phone. It was a text message.

[Little Yuan, if you want to see Chen Yi, meet him at the north gate of Ginza at 10 am tomorrow. I’ll be waiting for you there.]

The north gate of Ginza? Meet Chen Yi? Mo Ting’s pupils shrank. The phone required a fingerprint to open, so the message only flashed for a moment before disappearing. He glanced at the young woman who was sleeping soundly. He took her right thumb and pressed it on the fingerprint recognition area. The phone was unlocked in an instant. He found the text message. The number that sent the message was not saved, but from the tone, it was definitely a man.

Mo Ting suddenly thought of Su Yuan’s friend, who he had met across the road. Could it be him? Thinking of Su Yuan’s words that night, his heart ached. He wanted to delete the message, but on second thought, he clicked ‘read’. After he exited, he was about to put his phone back when he suddenly saw the alarm clock label on the top of the phone. He subconsciously opened it and saw a row of alarms. Behind each alarm clock was a different label, [You have to get up. Get up and run!]

[This place is so annoying. Fortunately, she can swim.]

[I didn’t eat my fill last night. I’m going to steal some food from the kitchen. Otherwise, I won’t have the strength to swim.]

[Scumbag!]

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Mo Ting’s face darkened as he looked on. He was scum? How was he a scumbag?

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