Fang Chu Came Following the Scent

Xu Mu felt his chances were still pretty good. He knew Miao He, and he was also aware of one of her little quirks.

“Would the third-in-command of the ‘Family of Lost Love’ go to the Chai family’s place?”

Xu Mu looked at Miao He and asked.

“He probably will. I got word that he arrived in Jiangbei this morning,” Miao He explained.

“You two don’t get along well. Want me to help out?”

Xu Mu showed a slight smile. “You give off a pretty good vibe. I can help you.”

“Your real goal is to get into the Chai family, isn’t it?”

Miao He crossed her arms and saw straight through him.

Since the Chai family was targeting Xu Mu’s people, he definitely wanted to go and see what they were up to.

“You’re pretty sharp,”

Xu Mu gave Miao He a thumbs-up.

“But I’m not taking you with me.”

Miao He flicked her silver hair, her expression calm. “I have nothing to do with you. Why should I help?”

“We’re potential partners.”

Xu Mu stared at Miao He. “Do you really think you can find treasure in the ancient ruins all by yourself?”

“Potential? That means we’re not partners yet.”

Miao He kept her cool, looking aloof.

“Fine, I agree to cooperate with you.”

Xu Mu thought it was no big deal. If they found good treasure, he could stash it in his storage space. The rest could be split.

“You’re so high-class—just say ‘let’s cooperate’ and it’s done? Where’s my face?”

Miao He crossed her arms and looked down on him. “You have to beg me.”

Smack!

Seeing no one around, Xu Mu slapped Miao He’s ass. “Looking for a beating, huh?”

[Affection +10]

“You… you little brat, how dare you hit me?”

Miao He had been all cold and indifferent, but now her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and anger.

Feeling the tingling and slight pain from above, Miao He didn’t understand why her heart was fluttering.

She even felt disgusted with herself for having such feelings.

But she definitely wouldn’t show it.

She decided this secret would never be shared with anyone else in her life.

Xu Mu snorted coldly. “So what if I hit you? Working with me is your good fortune. It’s a dangerous place—what, you think you can protect me?”

Miao He puffed out her cheeks slightly. “Get in the car. I’ll do your makeup.”

“That’s more like it.”

Xu Mu smiled and sat in the passenger seat of the Wuling Hongguang.

Miao He took the driver’s seat, pulled out a blonde wig, and handed it to Xu Mu. “Put this on.”

Xu Mu took it and put it on.

He glanced at his phone and realized he now looked a bit like Yagami Iori, his hair covering nearly half his face.

Miao He then took out a makeup kit and started applying makeup to Xu Mu’s face.

She drew eyeliner and smoky eyeshadow.

Finally, she painted a teardrop symbol beneath Xu Mu’s visible eye.

“All done.”

Miao He packed up the makeup kit.

Xu Mu opened his phone to take a selfie and glanced at the screen. His whole vibe had changed—the hairstyle and makeup really made a difference.

He barely recognized himself.

“That black teardrop under your eye—is that makeup too?”

Xu Mu asked as he put his phone away.

“Of course. If I dared to tattoo that, my dad would break my legs.”

Miao He turned the car around and headed toward the Chai family’s place.

“Your father? I get it—you ran away from home, didn’t you?”

Xu Mu glanced at Miao He.

“That’s right. I ran away from home. I joined the Zang Ai family on my own.”

Miao He stared straight ahead. “It was only after I defeated Qing Shang that I became the second-in-command of the family.”

“So you two are enemies now.”

Xu Mu smiled, already guessing why Miao He had this kind of obsession.

There are many reasons behind such a personality, but mostly two types.

One is insecurity, self-denial.

They feel unworthy of respect and like to be dominated, proving their value through punishment or by doing things for others.

Obviously, Miao He isn’t that kind of person; otherwise, she wouldn’t have become the second-in-command commanding a group of followers.

The other type is those whose lives have been too smooth.

Born into privilege, no one ever dared to disrespect them.

But people like that are inwardly lonely, without friends—only subordinates.

They long for someone they can play and fool around with.

Perhaps Xu Mu’s two slaps awakened this side of Miao He.

After all, she’d never been hit by anyone before.

This feeling of being struck and suppressed was novel to her, even thrilling.

“So what if we’re enemies? He’s not a match for me—just a guy who plays dirty tricks.”

Miao He snorted coldly and slammed her foot on the gas.

……

Chai Family Manor.

Nestled beside a mountain just outside Yang City.

After Xu Mu got out of the car, he noticed the place was packed with luxury cars, but every license plate was from Yang City—none from Ji City.

So Chai Wang’s plan was obvious.

He was teaming up with Yang City enterprises to fill the gap left by the Feng Family, leaving no chance for the Xu Family.

Miao He led Xu Mu deeper into the manor.

The guards didn’t utter a word.

Normally, when they saw these “killmaters” (punk-style youth), they would have stopped them and kicked them out long ago.

But today, Chai Wang had specifically ordered that anyone looking like this must be allowed through without obstruction.

As Miao He entered the manor, a few “killmaters” from afar quickly approached.

“Second-in-command.”

They lowered their heads respectfully.

“Has the third-in-command arrived?”

Miao He stood with her hands behind her back, her expression cold and commanding.

“The third-in-command hasn’t come yet, but his people have arrived,” one of the red-haired youths answered respectfully.

Miao He nodded and led Xu Mu toward a round table farther inside.

No sooner had they sat down than Xu Mu spotted Fang Chu.

True to his role as the protagonist, he came as soon as he caught their scent.

Fang Chu was chatting with others nearby and immediately noticed Miao He as she walked in.

Under the sunlight, her long legs gleamed white.

Not only that, but her figure and face were top-tier.

Fang Chu was sure that if this woman ever returned to normal, she would be an absolute stunner.

“You must be a senior member of the Zang Ai family, right?”

Fang Chu held a glass of red wine, sitting beside Miao He with a warm smile.

“Who are you?” Miao He asked flatly.

“Heh, I’m just a nobody. But I have a good relationship with Mr. Chai Wang, so I came to the banquet.”

Fang Chu scrutinized Miao He’s face carefully.

Isn't she much prettier than students like Lu Xueyao and Zhao Yingying?

“What are you looking at?”

Miao He furrowed her brows.

“Ha! Sorry, the young lady is just too beautiful, I couldn’t help myself.”

Fang Chu gently raised his glass, took a sip of red wine, and smiled.

Xu Mu noticed the disgust in Miao He’s eyes.

But that was understandable. Normally, when the male and female leads meet for the first time, they wouldn’t fall head over heels instantly.

Something was bound to happen between them later that would change Miao He’s attitude toward Fang Chu.

But Xu Mu wasn’t going to give them that chance.

“You’re the eighth person today to tell me how beautiful my young lady is. She’s not annoyed, but I’m getting tired of hearing it.”

Xu Mu now had a language certificate, so he slightly adjusted his tone and voice.

“Ah? The eighth already? Looks like everyone agrees on how beautiful the young lady is.”

Fang Chu said with a smile.

“That’s right, you’re number eight.”

Xu Mu nodded.