Chapter 391: Inside and Outside the Wang Residence

Publicly Exposed.

Seeing Murong Bufan clutching his chest, almost speechless with anger.

Wang Haoran laughed heartily, then, like a domineering scoundrel, wrapped his arm around the woman beside him and left.

But before leaving.

Wang Yuxi turned back and left a parting remark—

“Now, I belong to Haoran…”

“Both body and soul…”

“So, brother, don’t come looking for me anymore!”

Such resolute words made Murong Bufan’s heart tighten. He instinctively reached out, as if trying to grasp the departing figure of his childhood sweetheart—

“Xi’er, don’t go!”

“Don’t go!”

Whether it was being rejected by Fu Xue or other women, Murong Bufan would feel unwilling and hurt, but not as heartbroken as he was now.

Because Wang Yuxi was his sister, who had been with him since childhood, the one he had always promised to marry.

Just like his mother, she was his most trusted support.

The kind who would stand by his side no matter what happened.

But no matter how much he shouted, the two entwined figures soon disappeared from his sight.

Betrayal after betrayal.

In the midst of his sorrow and unwillingness, Murong Bufan’s body gave way, his knees buckling—

“No—!!!”

……

[Ding! Murong Bufan’s mentality exploded, kneeling in the street! Murong Bufan’s protagonist halo -700, host’s luck points +700, ability points +70!]

[Murong Bufan’s remaining protagonist halo: 1800, host’s current luck points: 3700, ability points: 470!]

The system notification was brief, but deducting 700 protagonist halo points clearly indicated that Murong Bufan’s mentality had truly exploded.

After returning to the Wang family estate with Wang Yuxi.

Wang Haoran entered the room to find Wang Yuanjun already awake and freshened up.

She was sitting quietly at the table, looking rather glum.

“Xiaojun, you’re awake? Do you want some breakfast?”

“Hmph, no!”

“I’m already a grandmaster, unlike Xi’er, I don’t need breakfast!”

Wang Yuanjun turned her head away, looking sulky: “Where’s Xi’er? Wasn’t she with you!?”

“She’s outside in the courtyard.”

Wang Haoran smiled and sat down beside her.

“Still, you should eat something! You were so tired yesterday, you need to replenish your energy!”

“Here.”

Wang Haoran brought the pastries he had with him to Wang Yuanjun’s mouth.

Although she huffed, she eventually took a small bite and began to chew gently…

Before long, breakfast was finished.

During this time, as she ate, Wang Yuanjun leaned into Wang Haoran’s embrace, sitting on his lap.

After wiping her mouth with a napkin.

Wang Haoran’s hands began to wander…

“Xiaojun, are you practicing calligraphy?”

Seeing the draft paper with some writing on the table, Wang Haoran asked curiously.

He held Wang Yuanjun’s slender waist with one hand, while the other picked up the pen from the table, lightly weighing it with his fingers.

“Your pen is quite stiff, may I borrow it?”

“Annoying, how can you say that! No, you can’t borrow it!” Wang Yuanjun “angrily” slapped Wang Haoran.

But Wang Haoran didn’t relent—

“But you agreed yesterday! ‘Dear husband, Xiaojun’s pen cap is yours, exclusively for you. You can use it however you want.'”

“‘Even if you keep writing non-stop until the draft paper is filled, it’s fine!'”

Hearing Wang Haoran mimic her words, Wang Yuanjun was mortified.

“Ugh~ you’re so annoying, Xi’er heard everything!”

“Haha, what’s there to be embarrassed about? She’s the same!”

Wang Haoran laughed heartily, stroking her hair.

After a long moment of tenderness.

He suddenly stopped his actions.

Wang Yuanjun looked up, her eyes filled with love and confusion.

Wang Haoran gazed into her eyes and sincerely apologized:

“Xiaojun, I’m sorry.”

“I was a bit cold to you yesterday.”

“Because I thought you were only cooperating with me to take revenge on that scoundrel Murong Bo… it made me uncomfortable…”

“Haoran, it’s okay!” Looking into Wang Haoran’s eyes, Wang Yuanjun moved her face closer.

Her eyes misty, their cheeks gently brushed against each other—

“But don’t treat me like that again… you almost made me cry…”

Although she had been fixated on taking revenge on Murong Bo and her senior sister Qiu Mochou for twenty years.

But compared to her current happiness, such matters could be set aside!

“Though I’ve always wanted to take revenge on Murong Bo, I never planned to degrade myself like this!”

“I’m your wife… I did those shameful things for you, and no other reason!”

“Yes, I understand!”

After a kiss, they gazed deeply into each other’s eyes.

Then.

Feeling Wang Haoran’s hand gently pressing on her head.

Wang Yuanjun understood.

She began to take the initiative to add some “nutrition” to her breakfast…

Naturally.

At this moment.

Because Wang Haoran had been in the room for a while.

Outside in the courtyard, Wang Yuxi grew impatient and came to find him.

So naturally, she saw…

“Xi’er, since you’re here.”

“Why don’t you give it a try too!”

Faced with Wang Haoran’s suggestion.

After closing the door, Wang Yuxi stood there, stunned, “Huh?! Me too?!”

Although they had practiced calligraphy together yesterday… it was still very embarrassing now…

As she stood there in a daze, Wang Haoran urged, “What are you waiting for, come here!”

“Oh, oh!”

Seeing her aunt seemingly oblivious to her presence, still focused on… tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear.

Wang Yuxi swallowed and then shyly walked over.

***

Under the “shameless” coercion of Wang Haoran.

Although the location and details were different.

At a certain point, Wang Yuxi, Wang Yuanjun, and Murong Bufan were all in similar positions. (tln : wanx yuxi and wang yuanjun is kneeling to lick the ‘pen’ )

However, among the three.

Murong Bufan, kneeling on the street outside the Wang residence, was the first to get up.

Kneeling, he shakily stood up, his face showing the toll of the emotional blow, and walked out of Yongling Town.

Now, he just wanted to find a secluded place to vent his frustrations.

However.

He could never have imagined that as he left.

Wang Haoran inside the Wang residence was also preparing to leave.

So naturally, his sister and mother wouldn’t have to “suffer” anymore and would soon “reap the rewards”…

At this moment.

Just as Murong Bufan reached a small grove outside Yongling Town, ready to draw his sword and vent.

He suddenly heard the sound of a hidden weapon slicing through the air behind him—

“Who’s there?!”

Despite being distracted, Murong Bufan narrowly dodged the attack.

Turning around, he saw a middle-aged man clapping and laughing.

“Haha, Murong, my dear nephew, what impressive skills!”

“Mu Gaokun?!”

Seeing the man, Murong Bufan drew his sword.

“You coward, you dare show yourself to me now!”