Fang Chu Came Prepared

The advertisement shoot went very smoothly, with a simple and easy-to-understand plot.

They first hired a few overweight actors and had Shen Wanning play music for them.

Midway through, the advertisement cut directly to the point as the music changed.

Finally, they replaced them with younger actors to demonstrate the effectiveness of the weight-loss pills.

Once the entire shoot was completed, their task here was done, leaving the rest to the special effects team.

After finishing the shoot, Shen Wanning prepared to return to Yang City.

Xu Mu made a token effort to persuade her to stay, "Miss Shen, won’t you join us for dinner?"

"No need. It’s only a two- or three-hour trip anyway."

Shen Wanning had no intention of giving Xu Mu any opportunities—who knew what schemes he might have up his sleeve?

For all she knew, he might try to get her drunk during dinner and then take advantage of her.

"Then I won’t insist," Xu Mu replied with a faint smile. It was just as well—he wasn’t keen on entertaining her either.

These past few days had been so busy that Xu Mu’s routine had been strictly limited to two places: work and home.

Aside from Ye Tong, who contributed to his Justice Points every night, Meng Wanyue also played a part.

Of course, Xu Ningbing’s favorability had also increased slightly, though she was still in the negative, so the gains were minimal.

After wrapping up the advertisement shoot today, Xu Mu sat in his office for a while before preparing to head home.

He realized he had saved up another thousand Justice Points and decided to spend them tonight.

Just as he got into his car, his phone rang. Glancing at the screen, he saw it was Zhao Yingying calling.

As soon as he answered, her cheerful voice came through.

"Brother Mu! We went to the hospital for a follow-up today, and my mom’s illness is completely gone—completely! Even the doctors were shocked!"

Zhao Yingying’s voice was brimming with excitement. "They couldn’t believe it and even suggested there might have been a mistake in the tests."

Xu Mu smiled and nodded. "That’s great to hear."

"Brother Mu, do you have time tonight? We’d like to treat you to dinner."

After her initial excitement, Zhao Yingying’s tone returned to normal.

"'We'?" Xu Mu echoed.

"Aside from you, we also wanted to invite Brother Fang Chu. He’s helped a lot while my mom was hospitalized, so it wouldn’t be right not to include him."

Zhao Yingying paused before adding, "I know there might be some misunderstandings between you two. If you’d prefer, we can just invite you this time and treat him separately later."

"Let’s invite him together—it’ll save you some money," Xu Mu said, thinking he might be able to extract some more Destiny Energy to further enhance Xu Shou’s abilities.

"Alright, Brother Mu. I’ll send you the address in a bit."

Zhao Yingying happily agreed.

Xu Mu sent a quick message to Ye Tong, letting her know he’d be home late.

Ye Tong replied that she’d also be staying out a little longer to finish up an experiment.

Recently, Ye Tong had started working officially, joining the pharmaceutical division of Xu Corporation.

After waiting about half an hour in the company’s underground parking lot, Xu Mu received the address from Zhao Yingying, who informed him they had already arrived.

Glancing at it, he saw it was a hot pot restaurant.

He drove straight there.

Zhao Yingying had already sent the room number, so upon arriving, Xu Mu headed to the second floor and walked straight to the private room.

Pushing the door open, he saw Li Yun and Zhao Yingying sitting together.

"Xiao Xu, you’re here."

Li Yun stood up the moment she saw him.

Xu Mu couldn’t help but admire Li Yun’s appearance.

Her shoulder-length hair, rosy complexion, and mature yet slightly deep-set eyes carried a hint of warmth.

She wore jeans and a purple sweater.

There was no denying it—purple suited her perfectly.

Her striking curves and full figure were simply overwhelming.

Xu Mu realized that true beauty didn’t need to be flaunted.

Li Yun was wearing a high-neck sweater, yet her elegance far surpassed those who deliberately squeezed themselves into revealing outfits.

Compared to her, Zhao Yingying, with her sweet, girl-next-door charm, seemed almost like a supporting character.

"Brother Mu."

Zhao Yingying greeted him with a sweet smile.

"Please, sit."

Xu Mu turned to Li Yun with a smile. "Auntie, congratulations on your recovery."

[Favorability +20]

"It’s all thanks to you—you saved my life. I’ll pay you back the money, I promise." Li Yun smiled warmly.

"No rush. Take it step by step, and make sure not to overwork yourself from now on."

Xu Mu waved his hand dismissively.

Just then, the door opened again.

Fang Chu walked in—but behind him was a somewhat aloof young woman.

She wore a baseball cap, revealing striking, delicate features.

Lu Xueyao?

Xu Mu was surprised. Why was Lu Xueyao here?

As far as he knew, Lu Xueyao and Zhao Yingying shouldn’t have been acquainted.

Lu Xueyao was still in high school, while Zhao Yingying was already in college.

"Brother Xu! You really are here!"

Lu Xueyao’s cool demeanor instantly melted away when she saw Xu Mu. She rushed over with a smile and sat beside him, clinging to his arm.

Fang Chu’s expression remained neutral, but inwardly, he was delighted.

He was the one who had invited Lu Xueyao. Despite his previous messages going unanswered, a single phone call mentioning that Xu Mu would be at dinner had immediately convinced her to come.

Fang Chu wasn’t happy about losing Lu Xueyao to Xu Mu, but he knew how to prioritize.

Two was better than one.

Li Yun and Zhao Yingying were far more valuable than Lu Xueyao.

Especially Li Yun—Fang Chu had only just seen her, and he was already reacting.

His plan was simple: Lu Xueyao’s presence would inevitably lead to her being affectionate with Xu Mu.

A reserved girl like Zhao Yingying—what would she do?

She’d likely retreat, not daring to compete with Lu Xueyao for Xu Mu’s attention.

With Xu Mu out of the picture, Zhao Yingying would naturally fall into his hands.

And once Zhao Yingying was his, Li Yun, as her only family, would follow suit.

"What are you doing here?" Xu Mu asked Lu Xueyao with a smile.

"Fang Chu told me. My place isn’t far, so I came along."

As she spoke, Lu Xueyao glanced at Li Yun and Zhao Yingying, her gaze finally settling on Zhao Yingying.

She knew better than to compete with Ye Tong, Xu Mu’s legal wife.

But the position of mistress or second wife? That was fair game.

Zhao Yingying noticed the faint hostility in Lu Xueyao’s eyes and instinctively looked away.

Fang Chu’s lips curled into a smirk—just as he’d expected. His plan was working.

"Xiao Xu, didn’t you say you were married? Is this your wife?" Li Yun asked curiously.

Lu Xueyao looked too young—perhaps even a year or two younger than her daughter.

"No, this is my younger sister, Lu Xueyao."

Xu Mu introduced her before lightly tapping Lu Xueyao’s forehead. "I’ve told you before—don’t trust others so easily. What if someone used my name to lure you into danger?"

"Someone"?

Fang Chu’s eye twitched. So now Xu Mu was calling him a villain?

[Destiny Energy -10]

Lu Xueyao rubbed her forehead, pouting slightly. "Brother Xu, I got it."

Despite her expression, a notification popped up above her head.

[Favorability +20]

Fang Chu wasn’t about to let Xu Mu steer the conversation away.

He asked with a look of curiosity, "Xu Mu, Lu Xueyao isn’t your relative, is she? Since you’re married, isn’t it inappropriate to be involved with another woman in such an ambiguous way?"

Hearing this, a faint smile crossed Xu Mu’s face—it seemed Fang Chu had come prepared this time.

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