This old woman really has no fear of death.

"Of course... my sister told me."

Ye Yu's face instantly turned crimson.

"Then how did you know my measurements?"

Xu Mu smiled as he looked at Ye Tong. "I don’t recall telling you."

Ye Tong’s expression also became slightly awkward. "I measured them when I was organizing your underwear."

Before heading out for shopping that day, Ye Tong and Ye Yu had rummaged through the wardrobe.

They took out all of Xu Mu’s clothes and measured them meticulously.

Both felt that since marrying him, they had never bought him anything.

Today’s shopping trip was mainly for Xu Mu’s new outfits.

"What did Wanyue buy?"

Xu Mu walked over to Meng Wanyue and took her shopping bag with a smile.

"President Xu, I didn’t buy anything, but Sister Ye got me something."

Meng Wanyue replied somewhat shyly.

"I noticed Wanyue either wears office uniforms or sportswear, even though she has such a pretty face."

Ye Tong pulled out two dresses from her bag. "So I bought her these."

"Nice. Sometimes, it’s good to change up your style."

Xu Mu grinned at Meng Wanyue.

"Oh, and I also got you a casual outfit—matching Wanyue’s dress. It’s a couple’s set."

Ye Tong suddenly began dropping heavy hints.

In fact, she had been hinting at it while shopping.

She had picked out the casual outfit first, claiming it would look great on Xu Mu and fit him perfectly.

Then she tried on the matching dress, deliberately saying it didn’t suit her.

She insisted Meng Wanyue try it on instead and showered her with praise afterward.

Hearing this, Meng Wanyue lowered her head in embarrassment.

Ye Yu, standing nearby, sighed inwardly. The couple’s set had been the last one in stock.

If there had been a smaller size, she would’ve bought it for herself.

Still, she had already made up her mind—she’d take Xu Mu shopping another time to get their own matching outfits.

"President Xu, Sister Ye, if there’s nothing else, I should get going."

Meng Wanyue couldn’t bear to stay any longer.

"Leave? Not until after dinner!"

Ye Tong immediately grabbed her arm. She wanted to create more opportunities for Meng Wanyue and Xu Mu to interact.

She genuinely liked Wanyue’s personality.

If things worked out, she imagined a perfect arrangement—Ye Tong taking the first shift, Meng Wanyue the second, ensuring everyone could sleep comfortably.

"That’s right, Wanyue, stay for dinner."

Xu Mu chimed in with a smile.

Meng Wanyue finally nodded in agreement.

Afterward, Xu Mu became a living mannequin, trying on one outfit after another.

Admittedly, as his physique had grown stronger, his former slight belly had completely vanished.

At 185 cm tall with a well-toned body, he could pull off almost any style.

By the end, Xu Mu collapsed onto the sofa, exhausted.

He could spar with Ye Tong for hours without breaking a sweat, yet trying on a few clothes left him drained.

As dinner time approached, Ye Tong sent Xu Mu to keep Meng Wanyue company while she cooked.

However, Ye Yu kept buzzing around Xu Mu, making it awkward for Meng Wanyue to talk to him.

After dinner, Meng Wanyue hurried off as if fleeing.

Watching her leave, Ye Tong grew even more determined to make her part of their circle.

Truthfully, Ye Tong had her own motives—she worried Xu Mu might fall for a scheming woman who’d manipulate him and push her aside.

But Wanyue clearly wasn’t that type, so she felt at ease.

"Xiao Yu, you must be tired after walking so much today. Rest early."

With that, Xu Mu grabbed Ye Tong’s hand and headed upstairs.

"Brother-in-law! It’s Saturday! I’m off tomorrow too!" Ye Yu reminded him.

"You only get two days, and you want to hog both?"

Xu Mu ignored her, pulling Ye Tong into their bedroom and locking the door.

After knocking a few times in vain, Ye Yu retreated to her room.

She locked her own door, flopped onto the bed, and buried her face in the pillow.

"Stupid brother-in-law!"

Despite her grumbling, her cheeks flushed pink.

---

The next morning, Xu Mu stretched lazily.

After washing up, he lounged on the sofa downstairs.

His recent actions had cornered Feng Kang—if Feng Kang didn’t retaliate against Dai Xiao now, he’d lose all face.

But an enraged Feng Kang wouldn’t spare Xu Mu either.

Chen Cai’s betrayal was one thing, but Xu Mu had amplified the scandal, exposing it to the entire business world of Yang City—even all of Jiangbei.

Feng Kang would show no mercy.

Just then, Xu Mu’s phone rang. It was Feng Jian.

Xu Mu sighed—clearly, this was about last night’s fallout.

He answered, and Feng Jian’s voice blared through: "Young Master Xu! Where’s the medicine you promised me?"

Xu Mu was momentarily stunned. Apparently, Feng Jian’s priorities were still self-centered.

"Last night, I contacted the miracle doctor. He agreed to send three pills," Xu Mu replied.

"Good."

Feng Jian exhaled in relief, then added, "When I took breakfast to my mom this morning, she asked me to tell you something."

"What is it?"

"She said if you can guarantee her safety, she’s willing to help with what you mentioned before."

Xu Mu smirked. Chen Cai must’ve realized she was doomed.

Feng Jian held no real power in the family, and with his mother being Chen Cai—now fighting for survival—she had no leverage.

As for Feng Ruili? Even less likely.

"Young Master Xu, are you listening? My mom said if you could plant surveillance in the Feng house undetected, you must have a way to save her."

Feng Jian pressed when Xu Mu stayed silent.

"I’ll think about it. Even if I help her, she hands over what I want first."

Xu Mu hung up.

Ye Tong came downstairs shortly after, greeting him before heading to the kitchen to make breakfast.

After eating, Ye Tong left for work while Xu Mu stayed behind.

He was a man of his word—since he’d promised Feng Jian, he’d prepare a few makeshift pills.

But these would only be temporary fixes, lasting barely half a day per dose.

Until the Feng family matter was fully resolved, he wouldn’t cure Feng Jian completely.

His phone buzzed again—this time, it was Xu Shou.

"What’s up?" Xu Mu answered.

"Ningbing suddenly took a few days off. Said she’s going on a trip to clear her mind."

Xu Shou’s voice was tense. "Feels out of the blue. Did you two fight again?"

"Damn that woman!"

Xu Mu instantly realized—Xu Ningbing must’ve gone to the location he’d mentioned earlier.

"What happened?" Xu Shou pressed.

"Nothing. I’ll call her first."

Xu Mu hung up, gritting his teeth. That reckless woman really thought she was invincible.

Did she fancy herself the protagonist of some story?

He dialed Xu Ningbing’s number immediately. He still needed her to help him relive childhood memories—like facing lightning strikes to train his self-control.

He stared at his phone and, as soon as the call connected, immediately asked, "Where are you?"