His long fingers ran through her black hair over her shoulders as her faint fragrance smothered all over him, chipping away his weakening willpower. His arms around her were tightening uncontrollably as he hugged her in his arms...

He had to admit that kissing her was addictive.

His usually ascetic self was gradually falling apart before her charm. Suddenly, he felt defeated as he had always been proud of his well-trained discipline and self-restraint.

After tasting several minutes of sweetness, he forcefully stopped himself and looked at her with sparks in his eyes. Her outfit seemed a little messy as several buttons before her chest had come undone and her eyes looked beautiful.

She came back to her senses when she felt her chest area become chilly. Gazing downwards, she noticed that her shirt was open. In embarrassment, she quickly buttoned her shirt up.

He laughed before helping her. "I'm too impatient, but don't worry as there's no one else in my office."

"Don't simply touch me again during work the next time." She glanced at him frowning before she helped him to fix his slightly creased sleeve.

"You mean I can touch you anytime whenever we're not at work? Do you mean it that way?" Mu Yuchen tidied up her long, messy hair with his fingers as he chuckled.

Xi Xiaye slid off from his lap and stood up, glaring at him without saying anything as she walked towards the sofa beside the coffee table. "I bought some rice for you as well. Eat it yourself. I'll go down first. I'll be waiting for you beside your car in the evening."

She grabbed her pumpkin porridge and went towards the exit so quickly that he could not see her figure at all.

He could still feel the remains of her temperature in his arms as the door closed. Smiling, he felt gleeful and suddenly, he thought to himself that this was not bad at all.

Perhaps a life like this was what he had been hoping for. He wished this could continue especially since it seemed pretty awesome.

After a while, he stood up and went towards the sofa opposite...

...

On the other hand, in Han Yifeng's private villa.

Things had gone crazy last night and ended when Xi Xinyi begged him to stop.

It was nearly noon when Han Yifeng woke up. The servants had already prepared his lunch downstairs, so Han Yifeng took a cold shower and then dressed up before heading down to eat.

After a while, Xi Xinyi went downstairs too. By then, Han Yifeng was already eating his meal silently.

"Yifeng, are you going to the office later?" Xi Xinyi gracefully got Han Yifeng a bowl of soup as she asked him gently.

"Mmm, work's starting today. There's a meeting at 3 p.m. later. You should go back on your own after lunch. I can't make it." Han Yifeng raised his head and looked at her, noticing some marks of their intimate moments from last night. For a moment, he found them irritating.

He took a deep breath and grabbed the newspaper, flipping through it casually. However, his expression darkened when he saw a certain piece of news and some photos in it.

Xi Xinyi noticed something was not right with Han Yifeng, so she asked out of concern, "What's wrong, Yifeng? Why do you look so unwell?"

Han Yifeng's eyes darkened and he threw the newspaper before Xi Xinyi.

In confusion, she picked the newspaper up and took a look at it. Her face went pale when she saw a blown-up photo of the moment when she had handed Xi Xiaye the glass of wine. She continued reading it and gasped when she realized that the entire article was negative towards her. This was indeed bad news for her.

"How... How is this possible?!" She mumbled to herself as she went absent-minded. Freaking out, she quickly looked at Han Yifeng opposite her. "Yifeng, this isn't true! They are defaming me..."

Han Yifeng looked downwards silently.

He heard that Mu Yuchen had an odd habit. He disliked the media, and in recent years, he would not appear in the eye of the public at all except for banquets that he absolutely needed to attend. Also, he would reject any media's request to enter these banquets unless he explicitly gave them the permission to do so.

This time, there was no news about him and Xi Xiaye at all. Even when it came to the conflict with Xi Xinyi, Xi Xiaye's name was replaced with the phrase "a certain lady" instead. These tabloids must be working under his orders.

However, was Mu Yuchen really capable of all this?

Did he really order them to write up on Xi Xinyi? What was happening?

"Yifeng, what should I do? The media really loves to exploit things like this. They'll magnify every single thing I do. I really didn't do it on purpose back then. You know that I'm really respectful towards my sister. But now, the media..." Xi Xinyi rambled frustratedly. She switched her phone on and was about to call her manager to find out what was happening.

The second she switched her phone on, message notifications came in one after another. Some were from Yue Lingsi and Deng Wenwen while her manager had sent her several messages too. They must be about the newspaper.

Han Yifeng gave it some thought before replying, "It's too late to stop it now since it's already on the news. We can only observe how things go for some time, or hold a press conference if there's a need to clarify it. Also, attend more charity events, which you've been doing, haven't you?"

His eyes seemed complicated as he looked at the extra large close-up photo.

He did not want to imagine the possibility!

Xi Xinyi's face was getting paler. She hesitated for a moment before nodding. As she was about to call her manager, her phone rang. Glancing at the screen, she saw Deng Wenwen calling her!

She was startled for a while before picking up the call. "Grandmother?"

"Xin Er? What's with the matter on the news? Why is your phone switched off? Where are you right now?" Deng Wenwen's anxious and worried voice came through the moment the call was connected.