Yan Jun felt that when he retired, he could start up a private detective agency.

“Go and find out the source of her heart donor. After that child died, his parents should still be keeping in touch with Zhao Ruoxin. Usually, the family who is willing to donate organs will hope that a part of their loved ones would continue to live through another person.”

Yuan Xuan was exceptionally calm as he instructed Yan Jun.

He lit up a cigarette and took two puffs before he suddenly recalled that the woman did not like the smell of tobacco. He put out the cigarette in the ashtray.

Sitting down and leaning back against his chair, Yuan Xuan rubbed his forehead.

He did not have a desire to smoke in general, but he had been feeling too lonesome recently.

…

When Mu Chenyan returned to Hibiscus Garden and discovered that Yuan Xuan was not home yet, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Lately, her emotions were like a roller coaster ride, with sudden highs and lows.

She was happy and excited when she was with Yuan Tian, but she would gradually be low-spirited upon Yuan Xuan’s return.

Being in the same space with him, Mu Chenyan was somehow unable to relax.

Yuan Xuan was still good to her, or one could say that he treated her even better than before.

However, she still could not unravel the knot in her heart. The kind of feeling of wanting to find an exit to escape this cage was becoming more and more intense following his forbearance, pampering, and doting on her. She could not comprehend the situation!

What was happening to her?

Yuan Xuan and she were like two people loving each other on a different channel — when she was stubbornly loving him, he did not seem to know of her goodness; just when she was getting further from him, only then did he come to his senses and wanted to grab hold of her.

He was her poppy drug, of which she dared not try to have a taste, yet she could not abstain from it at the same time…

She was his aged wine, mellow at the first taste and sweet in the aftertaste…

…

“Where’s Mistress?” Yuan Xuan took off his jacket and glanced upstairs.

Ah Fu took the jacket and carefully said, “She’d just eaten and had gone upstairs to rest.” “Mistress looked very pretty today…”

Yuan Xuan’s face was full of questions. He had passed Mu Chenyan to Yuan Tian, and he really could not imagine what kind of trick this girl would pull off this time.

As Yuan Xuan pushed open the door to the bedroom, he spotted Mu Chenyan seated in the recliner at the balcony reading a book.

Yuan Xuan’s eyes lit up. No wonder Ah Fu remarked that Mistress was looking very pretty today!

She had had a new hair cut. Her fluffy bangs covered her forehead, while her hair was dyed a light chestnut color, emanating an alluring charm. The shoulder-length hair brought out the fineness of her palm-sized face. Her naturally fair and delicate as jade-like skin with her red lips that were even more enchanting at this moment were as if she was giving out an invitation to him.

Mu Chenyan realized he was home, and with a hazy gaze, she blinked her big eyes at him and reached out her hand, “You’re back?”

“Yea.” Yuan Xuan walked over and bent down to carry her.

Mu Chenyan snuggled in his embrace, her brows knitted lightly together. The corner of her eyes spotted the stubbles on the man’s chin. That fine, chiseled facial features of his appeared exceedingly sexy no matter which angle one viewed them from.

He was Heaven’s darling. If humans were indeed made by God, he would be the one who was crafted with extreme care and precision!

Mu Chenyan was fascinated. When Yuan Xuan placed her on the bed, he unwittingly caught a glimpse of her infatuated gaze. The man’s Adam’s apple moved.

Mu Chenyan bashfully closed her eyes, her lips parting slightly. Seeing such a cautious invitation, Yuan Xuan could not miss out for sure! His heart even jumped for joy a little.

He planted a kiss with extreme care while trying hard to control himself. He propped himself up on his elbows on the bed, afraid that he would press too hard on her and cause her pain. Both his hands were caressing her fragrant hair as he indulged and lost himself in her scent…

Mu Chenyan moaned a little. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she let out a short breath, her eyes misty as she said in a low voice, “Yuan Xuan, I… want…”

Yuan Xuan froze!

They had been in a cold war for more than a month. No matter how much he wanted her previously, he could only lightly peck her. The trauma from that night had caused her to distance herself away from his gentleness. Even when he kissed her every time, she would be jittery, as if she was approaching an abyss.

Today she actually mentioned on her own that she wanted?