Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

Chapter 200 - I Am Stealing It from You. Do You Have a Problem with That?

Chapter 200: I Am Stealing It from You. Do You Have a Problem with That?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Since she was already so breathtaking at such a young age, after a few more years, when she stood side by side with him, probably even more people would covet her.

A man’s natural possessiveness made him unwilling to expose her to too many people.

But he also clearly understood that she was not a bird that could be kept in a cage.

His little Yun Xi, proud and dignified, deserved the attention of everyone, to be looked up to and admired by everyone.

Standing on the runway, Yun Xi had already seen Mu Feichi sitting in the front row.

Although she was surprised, she did not show it on her face, and with a graceful countenance and gentle smile, she slowly turned around at the end.

In the middle of the runway, she paused, and, dragging her long train behind her like a proud peacock, she raised her slender neck and turned around and looked back.

When she glanced back and smiled, there were gasps from the audience.

It could be said that her mesmerizing smile was enough to make even the most vibrant flowers pale in comparison.

Sitting there, Mu Feichi suddenly tightened his hands on his knees and his cold eyes grew misty.

There was an unconcealed sulkiness on his handsome face.

When she walked backstage, he got up and followed her.

The models backstage were all nervously changing their clothes. When they saw that someone had entered, there were exclamations.

Mu Feichi stood there arrogantly without appearing the slightest bit guilty.

A very cool and arrogant figure, elegant though dressed in casual clothes, just standing still...with the kind of arrogance that could not be ignored.

All the models gazed at this suave man in front of them, and, as if they had forgotten what they were doing, they just stood, staring straight at Mu Feichi.

Since he was from a one-in-300-years distinguished family, Mu Feichi’s expression remained indifferent, and his dark eyes never left Yun Xi’s innocent face.

Ling Jing was taken aback when he saw Mu Feichi suddenly go backstage, and he quickly ran over.

“Young Master Mu! This is where the backstage models change their clothes. Aren’t you afraid that the girl will get jealous?”

Mu Feichi frowned slightly, then turned around to Ling Jing and asserted firmly, “Clean her up and bring her to the door.”

“She has to go back on stage with me later to thank the audience, but I promise to send her to you afterwards safe and sound.”

Why did this guy look so unsatisfied?

Ling Jing had thought he would be dazzled by Yun Xi.

Just as Mu Feichi was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and turned his head to say coldly, “Deliver the clothes she is wearing to the Mu Mansion tomorrow.”

“Young Master Mu! Are you going to steal it from me out in the open like this?”

“That’s right! I am stealing it from you. Do you have a problem with that?”

“No...”

Whatever you say!

That dress had originally been designed for her, and anyway there probably was nobody who could wear it with the vibe he wanted.

...

After changing her clothes and taking off her makeup, Yun Xi saw Mu Feichi’s car at the entrance of the exhibition hall.

The black Maybach was blocking the entrance, but the security guard didn’t dare approach it.

The guests were still milling around in the lobby, so there was almost no one in sight at the main entrance.

The Maybach’s car window was lowered, and the man in the driver’s seat slowly turned his head.

His facial features were perfectly exquisite, and under his narrow eyes, his thin lips were slightly pursed.

Upon seeing him, Yun Xi obediently opened the door and got into the car. As soon as she sat down, he lunged toward her.

Yun Xi hadn’t realized what was going on, but when he suddenly leaned in, she immediately stiffened, and, almost reflexively, she gritted her teeth, her neck stiffened, and she stretched out her hand to pinch Mu Feichi’s neck.

She was fast, precise, and merciless.

Mu Feichi lowered his eyes to look at the girl in front of him, then at the hands pinching his neck, and he couldn’t help but curl his lips and chuckle.

She’d probably just washed her face and removed her makeup. She still had the scent of rose perfume on her body, and it was faint, but intoxicating.

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