Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Hearing that, Mu Xiaoxiao was red to her ears as she nudged him with her elbow.
âWhy should I wear it for you to see? Iâm not gonna do it!â
She turned and escaped from his arms lest the bastard said something shameful again.
Mu Xiaoxiao turned to look at him. Her face was red as she complained to him, âWerenât these clothes in my wardrobe? How did it end up in your wardrobe? Give me a clear explanation! Whatâs going on!â
If it hadnât happened, she wouldnât have thought that he had given those clothes to An Zhixin.
Then she wouldnât have felt so stifled for so long.
The more she thought, the more angry Mu Xiaoxiao became, and she gave Yin Shaojie a flurry of punch and kicks.
Of course, that was just an act. How could she actually land any hits on Yin Shaojie?
Yin Shaojie reached out his hand and caught her little fist. In a skillful motion, he pulled her toward him and hugged her from behind.
He sighed and said, âBlame me, blame me! Itâs all my fault!â
Having heard her, it immediately became clear to him what was going on.
He explained, âI had instructed the assistant to buy those clothes for her, and they were just randomly picked. After all, she lived in the apartment I gave her. I canât be letting her dress so shabbily, right?â
Mu Xiaoxiao pouted her mouth and said resentfully, âHow did he just end up buying a similar looking skirtâ¦â
Was all the jealousy that she had for nothing?
Yin Shaojieâs handsome face pressed against the side of her face, and he said to her, almost in a coaxing manner, âYeah, itâs all the assistantâs fault! Iâll go and deduct his salary later!â
Mu Xiaoxiao calmed down, and her anger slowly subsided.
She said, âForget it⦠your assistant didnât do it intentionallyâ¦â
Actually, she blamed herself for not seeing clearly the clothes or the brand of the clothes that An Zhixin had been wearing.
Seeing the unhappy look on her face, his heart ached a little.
Thinking about all the grievances and pain she had gone through, he did not know how to make it up to her.
Yin Shaojie kissed the side of her face, and he said in a gentle, magnetic voice, âWifey, donât be angry. Itâs just a misunderstanding. Can you forgive me?â
Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at him through the corner of her eyes. âItâs not your fault either⦠But why did you move my clothes into your wardrobe?â
If the clothes hadnât been transferred, she wouldnât misunderstood!
Thinking about it, it seemed like it was his fault again.
He was hugging her tightly, and she couldnât land any hits on him. Thus, in a fit of anger, she stepped on his foot.
âLet go of me!â
Yin Shaojie smiled bitterly and released her. âCanât you be gentler?â
She actually still stepped on his foot!
Mu Xiaoxiao folded her arms at her chest and glared at him. âTell me quickly! Why did you do that!â
Yin Shaojie sighed. âI was trying to do something good, but I ended up doing something badâ¦â
Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him with a puzzled look.
âCome have a look and youâll know.â Yin Shaojie wanted to wrap his arms around her shoulder, but he hadnât expected that she would actually dodge him. The Great Master Yin felt bad as he walked over to open her wardrobe.
Mu Xiaoxiao took a glance at it, and her eyes instantly widened.
âWasnât⦠Wasnât this empty?â
She gasped. Her mood was totally uplifted.
When she had opened the empty wardrobe previously, there had not been a single piece of clothing. But now, though she didnât know when it had happened, the wardrobe had been all filled up.
Comparing to the last time when she had opened the wardrobe, her current mood was the complete opposite!