Mu Qingxiang knew what Yan Xi was thinking when she saw Yan Xi’s hesitation in giving an answer.
However, Mu Qingxiang didn’t expose her.
Sizing Yan Xi up, Mu Qingxiang asked softly, “Miss Yan, are you unwilling or unable?”
Ever since Yan Xi divorced Fu Yan Ting, Mu Qingxiang had stopped calling her Xi Xi, always addressing her as Miss Yan.
This sense of distance was evident.
“Old Madam, I am willing, I am just worried I won’t do well.”
Yan Xi looked at Mu Qingxiang, unsure if it was out of fear of worrying Mu Qingxiang or because Yan Xi couldn’t bear to leave Fu Yan Ting.
After hearing Mu Qingxiang’s question, Yan Xi answered casually.
Mu Qingxiang didn't reply, merely looking at Yan Xi thoughtfully. Yan Xi quickly lowered her head, afraid that her lie would be seen through by Mu Qingxiang.
Mu Qingxiang, however, smiled faintly and said meaningfully, “Xi Xi, your words are enough.”
After speaking, she stayed behind to wait for Fu Yan Ting’s return with Yan Xi.
It wasn’t until eight o’clock in the evening that Fu Yan Ting returned, or even called.
Mu Qingxiang didn’t overthink it. After all, Fu Yan Ting was usually very busy with work, and working overtime without returning home was a common occurrence.
Mu Qingxiang was unaware of the conflict between Fu Yan Ting and Yan Xi. Seeing how late it was, she got up to leave.
After Mu Qingxiang left, Yan Xi’s phone rang.
It was Fu Yan Ting calling.
Yan Xi answered the phone, but Fu Yan Ting didn’t speak first.
Previously, Fu Yan Ting had called Yan Xi a few times, but when Yan Xi answered, it was never Fu Yan Ting’s voice. Each time, a stranger used Fu Yan Ting’s phone to tell her that Fu Yan Ting had met with an accident.
So this time, when Yan Xi saw her phone ring, she really didn’t want to answer.
But she thought about her current relationship with Fu Yan Ting, which was like ice and fire.
Yan Xi still answered the phone.
She was afraid that if she didn’t answer, their relationship would become even more strained.
Yan Xi didn’t want to become so estranged from Fu Yan Ting.
She pressed the answer button.
However, the voice on the other end was not Fu Yan Ting’s.
Hearing a stranger’s voice, Yan Xi’s heart instantly leaped into her throat. She comforted herself, telling herself that Fu Yan Ting was fine, that Fu Yan Ting must be busy with something, and that the caller must be Fu Yan Ting’s assistant.
After comforting herself this way, Yan Xi answered the phone and asked, “Is there something?”
“Miss Yan? I’m a friend of Yan Ting’s. He drank too much at a bar and is unconscious. Could you please come and pick him up?”
After hanging up, Yan Xi felt a slight sense of relief. As long as Fu Yan Ting was not in danger, Yan Xi could accept anything.
Yan Xi dared not delay, so after hanging up, she changed her clothes and rushed to pick up Fu Yan Ting.
Upon arriving at the private room of the bar, Yan Xi saw Fu Yan Ting sitting in the center, with a beautiful woman on each side, embracing them. He looked nowhere near drunk.
Seeing this scene, Yan Xi couldn’t help but frown.
Fu Yan Ting glanced up at Yan Xi, unmoved, and continued chatting with the beauties.
He really had many friends. Before, in Yan Cheng, Yan Xi had met some of Fu Yan Ting’s friends. After Fu Yan Ting went to Kyoto, he made more friends. Now, Fu Yan Ting had even more friends in Yan Cheng whom Yan Xi didn’t know.
And Fu Yan Ting sat there, looking quite pleased with himself.
Seeing this, Yan Xi couldn't help but frown.
Fu Yan Ting’s friends, upon seeing Yan Xi, couldn’t resist teasing her.
Yan Xi furrowed her brow deeply, surveyed the scene before her, and asked indifferently, “You weren’t drunk and unconscious, asking me to pick you up?”
“Since when have you become so obedient? Did you really come to pick me up? Or are you deliberately trying to see me embarrassed, or perhaps you intend to take advantage of my drunkenness to harm me and achieve your goals? Hmm?”
The private room was noisy, and Fu Yan Ting’s voice wasn’t very loud, but Yan Xi still heard every word clearly.
Every word Fu Yan Ting spoke was like a sharp sword, piercing Yan Xi’s heart.
Yan Xi’s heart seemed to skip a beat. She took a deep breath, looked at Fu Yan Ting calmly. Yan Xi always felt that since returning to Fu Yan Ting’s side this time, Fu Yan Ting seemed to know something, yet Yan Xi couldn’t quite grasp what he knew.
Seeing that Fu Yan Ting was having a great time here and showed no signs of being drunk, Yan Xi didn’t want to stay and disturb him.
She turned to leave.
But as soon as Yan Xi turned, before she could take half a step out of the room, Fu Yan Ting called out to her.
Yan Xi stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Fu Yan Ting.
Fu Yan Ting said indifferently, “Didn’t you come to pick me up? Why do you want to leave as soon as you arrive? What? You’re uncomfortable seeing me with other women?”
Yan Xi knew that Fu Yan Ting was deliberately targeting her here.
For her son, Yan Xi endured it.
She took a deep breath, comforted herself mentally, and after preparing herself psychologically, Yan Xi turned to look at Fu Yan Ting.
Fu Yan Ting, on the other hand, sat there calmly, his expression inscrutable, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
“Yan Ting, are you familiar with this Miss Yan? Why haven’t you mentioned her before?”
Fu Yan Ting’s friends, to be precise, were a group of hangers-on.
Seeing Fu Yan Ting’s different attitude towards Yan Xi, they quickly realized.
Their relationship was unusual.
Otherwise, Fu Yan Ting wouldn’t have asked them to make this call to Yan Xi.
However, they were quite curious how Yan Xi, who looked ordinary in appearance and figure, had captured Fu Yan Ting’s heart.
Fu Yan Ting gave the friend who asked the question a cold glance and said with cold detachment, “You talk too much.”
The friend was so scared that he immediately shut his mouth and dared not say another word.
Yan Xi stood there, unable to fathom Fu Yan Ting’s inner thoughts for a moment.
He was one way one moment and another the next, leaving Yan Xi unsure how to face him.
As soon as Fu Yan Ting finished speaking, he stood up and walked to Yan Xi’s side, looking down at her.
Fu Yan Ting’s sudden aggressive approach caught Yan Xi off guard.
Yan Xi’s mind went blank. She couldn’t refuse or resist, only stand there, feeling Fu Yan Ting’s pressure.
“You said you cared about me, didn’t you? If you care about me, then do something to make me feel your care, to let me know your sincerity.”
Fu Yan Ting’s voice was very gentle, so gentle it could be mistaken for syrup, but Yan Xi knew very well that Fu Yan Ting would not let her off so easily; he was definitely going to make things difficult for her.