Ye Yu glanced at Ye Tong and nodded gently.
She wanted to offer some comfort but didn't know what to say.
Maybe all men are like this.
Especially after hearing that woman's voice today, she felt she was a seductress.
A woman like that could surely have Xu Mu wrapped around her finger.
"Sis, I'll sleep with you tonight," Ye Yu said.
"Okay," Ye Tong nodded. It had been a long time since the sisters had slept together.
Before Ye Tong got married, the two were always together.
After coming here, Xu Mu didn't allow Ye Yu to sleep in the villa, making her sleep in the doghouse.
The most they were together was during meals.
However, Ye Tong didn't resent Xu Mu. Her demands were really low; as long as he didn't beat or scold them, she was content.
After they finished their bedtime routine, they headed to Ye Tong's room.
Once they were under the covers, Ye Yu couldn't help but hug Ye Tong, her hand resting on her shoulder.
"Sis, why do I feel like you're getting prettier now? I bet it's because of Xu Mu," Ye Yu said with a cheeky smile.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ye Tong reached out to tickle Ye Yu in response.
The two sisters played around for a bit before closing their eyes. In the past few days, they had almost forgotten about Xu Mu's beatings and scoldings, which had happened just days ago.
Perhaps it was because Xu Mu had changed so much.
...
Xu Mu returned home to find the lights were already off.
He took out his phone to check the time; it was almost ten o'clock. He remembered Ye Yu had school tomorrow.
She must have gone to bed early.
Ye Tong was probably bored alone and had gone to her room to rest.
Xu Mu placed the barbecue he had bought on the dining table and headed upstairs.
He planned to go to school tomorrow to resolve Lu Xueyao's issue.
He should be able to gain quite a bit of justice points.
He couldn't keep relying on Ye Tong alone; one person's energy was limited.
Quietly opening the door, Xu Mu entered the room and slipped under the covers after taking off his shoes.
He reached out from behind to hug her.
But upon closer inspection, he realized something was off.
On the other side, Ye Tong heard the noise and quickly turned on the bedside lamp, lighting up the dark room.
At this moment, Ye Tong looked to the side, eyes wide in shock, covering her mouth.
Xu Mu knew this wasn't good and quickly jumped to the doorway.
"What’s going on? Why are you two sisters together?"
Ye Tong felt awkward but tried to remain calm.
"I... I thought you weren't coming back tonight, so..." Ye Tong whispered.
"Ah!" Ye Yu finally reacted.
She let out a scream, grabbed the blanket, and immediately covered her head. "I'll never get married now!"
Despite her words, Xu Mu noticed Ye Yu's affection level hadn't decreased.
"Xiao Yu, it's okay, it was just a misunderstanding," Ye Tong said, both amused and annoyed, gently comforting her sister by grabbing her arm.
Seeing Ye Yu still hiding under the blanket, she signaled Xu Mu with her eyes, "Say something too."
"Alright."
Xu Mu didn't know what to say either. If he had known, he would have sensed the situation before coming in.
"Ahem! Xiao Yu, you're doing great, I couldn't even tell for a moment."
Xu Mu coughed lightly a few times.
When Ye Yu heard this, she was so embarrassed that she kicked the blanket in her bed.
Ye Tong rolled her eyes. "You should leave for now."
"Alright, I'll leave it to you." Xu Mu nodded awkwardly and left the room.
He sat on the sofa on the first floor for about five or six minutes before Ye Tong and Ye Yu came downstairs together.
Ye Yu's face was still flushed red, and she wasn’t sure what she was feeling inside.
But one thing was clear—she wasn’t angry.
She couldn’t believe it herself. Just a few days ago, she had wished Xu Mu would get hit by a car the moment he stepped out.
Yet now, despite Xu Mu taking advantage of her, she didn’t feel any resentment in her heart.
Of course, she understood it was all a misunderstanding.
She never expected Xu Mu’s introduction to her sister to start with such a bizarre scenario.
"I bought barbecue for you both."
Xu Mu brought the barbecue from the dining table over. "It’s still warm. Go ahead and eat."
"This one’s on me. I thought you wouldn’t be coming back tonight, so I let Ye Yu sleep with me," Ye Tong said apologetically.
"Just remember next time—if I’m not coming back, I’ll let you know in advance."
Xu Mu smiled as he walked toward Ye Tong. "You don’t need to blame yourself."
"Sis, I’m fine. It really was just a misunderstanding."
Ye Yu also chimed in, "I’m going back to sleep now. I have school tomorrow."
After saying that, Ye Yu hurriedly escaped back to her room.
"Do you think she’s angry? It’s all my fault," Ye Tong murmured softly.
"It’s not your fault."
Xu Mu gestured toward the barbecue nearby. "Do you want some?"
"I’ll pass. I’ve already washed up before you came," Ye Tong shook her head.
"Alright then. It’d be a waste to throw this away. You can head back to your room. I’ll come up after I finish eating."
Xu Mu winked at Ye Tong.
Ye Tong nodded slightly, her face turning red, and then left the room.
After finishing his meal, Xu Mu checked his Justice Points. He still needed a few more to reach one thousand. It seemed he’d have to ask Ye Tong to help out a little later.
Returning to his room, Xu Mu began working on renovations with Ye Tong.
Meanwhile, Ye Yu was still in the adjacent room. For some reason, the sounds tonight felt particularly piercing.
Her mind began to wander.
If she hadn’t noticed in time earlier, would Xu Mu have done something to her as well...?
The thought made Ye Yu burrow deeper into her blanket.
...
The next morning.
Xu Mu resumed his usual routine.
He opened his system panel to check his stats.
Last night, thanks to Ye Tong, he managed to complete a ten-draw streak.
Name: Xu Mu
Role: Villain Saint Physique, HR Manager of Xu Group
Cultivation Level: Early Ming Jin
Physique: 100
Spirit: 90
Cultivation Points: 0 (Max 100)
Destiny Force: 124
Xu Mu knew his Destiny Force had originally been in the nineties, but last night, he encountered that "live-in son-in-law."
From him, Xu Mu managed to snatch thirty points.
Not bothering with unnecessary words, Xu Mu directly initiated the ten-draw streak.
The roulette wheel in front of him lit up, spinning rapidly as rewards began to appear one by one.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you’ve obtained 20 Attribute Points!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you’ve obtained 30 Cultivation Points!]
...
Looking at the information displayed before him, Xu Mu confirmed it matched the description.
The guaranteed rewards now included not just Attribute Points but also Cultivation Points.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 500 rounds of Desert Eagle ammunition.]
Upon seeing this, Xu Mu couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Last time, he only received the firearm and some skills.
The gun alone was of no use to him.
Now, with 500 rounds of ammunition, his future safety is somewhat assured.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 30 cultivation points.]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for acquiring the certificate in advanced military combat techniques.]
...
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