Mr. Yuan’s Dilemma: Can’t Help Falling in Love with You

Wen Ya and Mu Chenyan felt so much better after they sorted things out.

The woman took a deep breath and adjusted her emotions. She looked at Mu Chenyan and thought that the woman in front of her had gone through a lot.

She was arrested at her wedding, so she must have been desolated. Then, she had to suffer in jail and was tormented with the separation of her loved ones. If this were to happen on an average person, they would probably cry in misery all day long.

However, God seemed to favor her as there were no signs of resentment or vicissitudes of life on her face. In their place was instead a natural hint of tranquility.

Wen Ya thought for a moment and did not know how to open up on another secret she had. She saw how calm Mu Chenyan looked at the moment, only then did she dared to say, “Chenyan, do you know Yuan Tangzhong was the one who framed you?”

Mu Chenyan was still a little surprised with this information and a hint of amazement flashed through her bright eyes. “You knew?”

Wen Ya nodded and smiled bitterly. “I’m very timid, and I’m not as smart as you to have realized it sooner. However, I have known for a long time the romantic relationship between Yuan Tangzhong and the fake Qinger!”

Even so, Mu Chenyan was not surprised to know about the relationship between Yuan Tangzhong and Zhao Ruoxin. She already knew that Zhao Ruoxin had a father complex during the investigation in City C.

“However, I didn’t think that the woman wasn’t Qinger at that time. Moreover, I never thought he was the one who had killed the imposter, Qinger and took two lives! I only got this information out of him in the ward after he was being taken down by Yuan Xuan.”

Mu Chenyan remained silent for a while. Yuan Tangzhong was the culprit, and he had framed her. This information still rattled her after all this while.

Wen Ya had a guilty and a slightly dignified look on her face, “I don’t understand why he framed you… Also, during your two years in prison, I dared not tell anyone about the relationship between him and the fake Qinger. If I were to give this information to the police earlier, they might able to find some important clues. Can you forgive me for being weak at that time…”

Mu Chenyan knew that Yuan Tangzhong might have framed her because of her identity.

It was all about Mu Feng, Yuan Tangzhong, Yuan Xuan, and the confrontation and competition between the three forces.

She had just been so unfortunate as to have been the chess piece that had to be sacrificed in this battle of theirs.

However, everything has become a thing of the past!

Just as Yuan Xuan had said, those who were supposed to die were dead already. Therefore, these misunderstandings and their origins were really not as important anymore. She had suffered what she had to suffer, and she had even accepted the things that were much crueler than what the truth could be.

She had experienced many farewells with Yuan Xuan, and now she no longer wanted to keep any complaints or hatred in her heart.

“Wen Ya, it’s all in the past already!” Mu Chenyan gave a small smile. She had to be the one to comfort Wen Ya instead when she saw how restless the woman was.

“The result would’ve been the same regardless of whether you’ve told the truth. After all, even Yuan Xuan could not protect me at that time.”

Wen Ya felt a gush of warmth rising from underneath her heart when she heard that. She grabbed Mu Chenyan with her trembling hands. “Today, the rock that has been stuck inside my heart for such a long time seems to have finally fallen to the ground…”

*

Yuan Family Mansion…

A baby’s wail pierced through the atmosphere.

“Sister, sister, stop crying. I’ve given you all my ice cream, why are you still crying…”

Yan Muyu’s voice sounded a little desperate as he stared at the doorway with his huge dark eyes and waved his little hands. He was frightened from watching the baby waggling its hands and feet inside the stroller and crying until she sounded almost out of breath.

“Muyu, are you bullying your sister again?” Mu Chenyan smiled as she walked out of the bathroom and saw her son holding a half-eaten “murder weapon” in his hand—a chocolate ice cream cone.

The yet to melt chocolate ice cream on the baby’s red lips was the “evidence”.

Her lips had been attacked suddenly by a cold “murder weapon” when she was sleeping peacefully. She was so frightened by the sensation she had burst into tears almost immediately.

Mu Chenyan picked up the pinkish little princess quickly and wiped her lips. The little princess had fallen asleep after Mu Chenyan breastfed her for a short while. Only then Mu Chenyan breathed a long sigh of relief.

Yan Muyu seemed to be very frustrated. His head was lowered, and the ice cream in his hands had melted already. He was feeling down, so he wiped his little hands on his pants, and his clothes were filthy with chocolate.

“Muyu, come here.” Mu Chenyan’s voice was very gentle as she reached her hands out to Yan Muyu.

Yan Muyu seemed a little scared. His eyes turned red, and he dared not move forward.

“Muyu, mum has a question for you: do you like your sister very much?”

Mu Chenyan asked in a gentle tone as she moved and wrapped her arms around her son.

Yan Muyu nodded. “I wanted to give her chocolate, so she can stop sleeping all the time. I want her to grow up quickly so that she can play with me!”

Mu Chenyan laughed when she heard that. She comforted him by saying, “You like your sister, so you gave her something you think is the best. You did the right thing and you’re a good brother.”

Yan Muyu nodded earnestly and looked at the ice cream in his hand. He was not willing to finish it even though it had melted into a pool of water.

“Sister is still too young now, so she can’t eat this now.But when she grows up a little, she’ll know the person who loves her the most is her brother!”

Mu Chenyan laid a light kiss on Yan Muyu’s head. Her heart was touched deeply.

This child, Yan Muyu, was born a little lonely. He was not as mischievous as the other three to four years old children. He had a delicate yet sensitive mind, and his arrogant temper was most probably very similar to Yuan Xuan when he was a child.

However, he had somewhat changed ever since his sister was born. He began to pay attention to his sister, and he would always care for his sister “excessively.” The eager look on his face could not help but remind Mu Chenyan of Yuan Xuan as a child.

Yan Muyu was a child who grew up under the care of her parents. On the other hand, Yuan Xuan had been an orphan ever since he was a child. Although the Old Mistress loved him very much, it was not the same as the love of his parents. That was how his cold and arrogant character had been cultivated to such an extent. It was indeed true that everything had its cause.

Mu Chenyan’s heart was warm when she thought of that.

Chef Yuan took over the kitchen once again during dinner time. She saw the handsome man rolling his sleeves up and his well-defined features. He made cooking seem like a piece of art with the earnest look on his face. Mu Chenyan could not help but feel loved.

“Brother Xuan…” The woman wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, placing her cheek on the man’s back and inhaling the unique scent of his body with her eyes closed.

Yuan Xuan was shocked. She already had kids, but she still called him Brother Xuan just like when she was a young girl. The man seemed to have suddenly gotten a hint.

“Little Chenyan, do you want your husband to love you properly in bed? Hmm?”

The man’s voice became hoarse and his throat trembled slightly.

Mu Chenyan smiled in secret. As expected, men were truly animals who thought with their dicks…

“I just want to hold you like this!” Mu Chenyan felt emotional all of a sudden. She rubbed her face on the man’s back as though she was a kitten that had just woken up.

The man turned around abruptly and lifted her up. Then, he strode in the direction of the stairs. Mu Chenyan was terribly frightened as she grabbed his clothes with her tiny hands. She asked in a low voice, “What are you doing? It’s time for dinner!”

“Let me eat you first…” Whenever the man was getting emotional, his voice would sound hoarse and sonorous. His eyes were filled with tenderness. “It’s not enough, it’s never enough…”

The starry sky in the summer night seemed boundless. A light breeze blew and the insects croaked…