Gain A Cute Wife By “Kidnap”

Chapter 268

C268 – Love Enemy

Despite knowing my ongoing feud with Mu Sizheng, Mu Sifa still provocatively used him to intimidate me.

“It appears you’ve had a pleasant time in my absence, Nong Mobai.”

The sound of an ice cube tapping inside a glass preceded Mu Sizheng’s icy and menacing glare.

Shocked yet quickly becoming infuriated, Nong Mobai thought, “Someone must have been tailing me, they’ve discovered something, so why the interrogation?”

“Exactly!” You seem to have been enjoying yourself!” In frustration, Ye Zichen grabbed and downed the drink from Mu Sizheng’s grasp.

As Nong Mobai mentioned, for years, Mu Sizheng had people track his activities, knowing his every move, meeting, home arrival, and bedtime. However, he never confronted Nong Mobai in person. Maybe not yet.

Nearby, a teenager excitedly noticed Mu Sifa and hurried over to him with joy.

“Mr. Sifa, you’re here?” Came to see me, did you? I’m thrilled.”

Upon arrival, he embraced Mu Sifa from behind, affectionately nuzzling against his neck and joyously clinging to him.

Taken aback, Mu Sifa nearly fell but managed to catch himself on the table for stability.

Shang Cijie was momentarily perplexed by the scene before his brows furrowed and his expression darkened with displeasure.

Shang Mingming, witnessing Cheng Xiaojin’s sudden approach and embrace of his father, cast a menacing glance his way due to the overly familiar gesture.

“Xiangyang?” Mu Sifa looked back in astonishment.

“Yes, it’s me, Mr. Sifa. I’m so glad you came for me! Were you waiting for my shift to end? Shall we go out?”

Xiangyang’s joy not only persisted but intensified upon realization. However, he soon noticed Shang Cijie and Shang Mingming seated next to Mu Sifa.

The sight of Shang Cijie instantly erased his smile, and his complexion turned ashen.

“The man from the photograph. He’s returned?”

Shang Cijie faced Xiangyang without evasion, responding with a cold disdain evident in his eyes.

Xiangyang was petrified by Shang Cijie’s frosty gaze, hastily disentangling from Mu Sifa and stepping aside, his hand clenching a tray in a mix of reluctance and revulsion.

“My apologies, Mr. Sifa, for not realizing you had company,” Xiangyang said with a forced smile, avoiding Shang Cijie’s look but catching Shang Mingming’s eye.

“A child? The brother of this man? Whose sibling?”

“Next time, try not to approach so abruptly; it can be startling,” Mu Sifa advised, his tone gentle as if speaking to a youngster.

Xiangyang felt let down by being considered frightening, akin to being viewed merely as a younger brother.

“I regret causing any alarm,” was the somber reply.

Mu Sifa was momentarily taken aback, seemingly unprepared for Xiangyang’s dejected response, contrasting with his earlier joy.

Seizing an opportunity to divert the conversation, Nong Mobai exclaimed, “Xiangyang! Weren’t you supposed to be prepping for an exam? How do you find the time for work?”

“I came to assist due to a staffing shortage,” Xiangyang responded with a professional smile, maintaining a deliberate distance from Nong Mobai.