Chapter 480 Lin Muhan X Yan Anhuai Side Story (Part 7)

She kept saying she was doing it for Yan Anhuai's own good, but all she wanted was Yan Anhuai's face and his naive and innocent nature, which made him easy to manipulate.

Believe it or not, if Yan Anhuai agrees, she will definitely introduce her relative's child to him.

Lin Muhan glared at Aunt Liu, making Aunt Liu feel flustered.

No, what's wrong with this young master? She didn't even introduce him to anyone, so why is he still angry?

The way he looked at me made it seem like he wanted to kill me.

Anyway, Aunt Liu didn't dare to say anything more, fearing that Lin Muhan would really suddenly kill someone.

After Aunt Liu stopped acting as matchmaker, Lin Muhan returned to her previous self. Although her expression wasn't exactly pleasant, it was at least much better than before.

The group walked for half an hour before arriving in the town.

Unlike the area down the mountain, the town looked like a prosperous place.

Unlike Aunt Liu and her group of people, there are many rich people in the town, but just as many poor people.

They're the kind of people who either die from drought or flooding.

"Uncle Niu, we'll be going now. Thank you for the ride."

Uncle Niu chuckled good-naturedly, "Hey, why are you being so polite with your Uncle Niu? I've practically watched you grow up. We're all neighbors, so why are you being so formal with your Uncle Niu?"

"Alright, Uncle Niu, you should get back to work now."

Uncle Niu chuckled and agreed. Only after everyone had left did Lin Muhan breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Yan Anhuai couldn't help but tease him, "What's wrong, not used to it?"

"Of course I'm not used to it. Your Uncle Niu is a really nice guy, but that auntie is really..." It's hard to say.

Aunt Liu: Why are you putting down one and praising the other?

"That's just how Aunt Liu is. If you're not used to it, then we won't hitch a ride with them when we go back."

"That's exactly what I was thinking too. Let's go buy a carriage later."

Yan Anhuai's eyes widened.

No, that's not what he meant. He meant that if they were lucky, they could switch cars and hitch a ride; if they weren't lucky, they would walk back.

But Lin Muhan seemed to have misunderstood something.

He seemed to want to speak but then stopped, and then seemed to want to speak again.

Yan Anhuai couldn't hide anything on his face. Lin Muhan could tell from his expression that he wanted to say something but was too embarrassed to say it, so he took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong?"

"Um... you seem to have misunderstood me. I didn't mean to buy a carriage, but rather..."

Lin Muhan thought he was worried about money. "It's okay. A carriage isn't expensive. I have money. I can afford it."

"Let's go, let's go buy you some clothes first."

Without a word, Lin Muhan dragged Yan Anhuai to the clothing store. He looked at the light-colored clothes in the store and, according to Yan Anhuai's size, bought them all with a wave of his hand, leaving Yan Anhuai dumbfounded.

So, did he pick up a rich young master?

"You don't need so many, just one..." will do.

Lin Muhan looked at Yan Anhuai, who had a blank look in his eyes, sighed, and patted his head. "It's okay. Consider it repayment for saving me. I can't let my little benefactor keep wearing clothes that are almost faded from washing, can I?"

The strange behavior of the two made the owner of the clothing store's eyes dart around.

The proprietress: I always felt that these two weren't just ordinary friends, but more like...

"Boss lady, except for that light blue one, wrap up all the others for me, and also wrap up the dark-colored ones I picked out later."

The proprietress's eyes lit up immediately, and she no longer cared about the relationship between the two.

Anyway, whoever pays the money is the boss.

"Alright, alright, Xiaoxiao, help the two young masters wrap up all of those."

Lin Muhan picked up the blue robe she had just received and asked, "Do you have a place to change clothes here?"

The proprietress repeatedly said, "Yes, yes, of course we have them."

Even without her, they could conjure one up for them.

"This way, gentlemen..."

Before entering, Lin Muhan handed the clothes to Yan Anhuai, saying, "Try changing into this. I think it suits you best. If you have any questions, remember to call me."

Yan Anhuai was still a bit dazed, still thinking, "I actually picked up a big shot," and followed Lin Muhan's instructions to change his clothes in a daze.

After changing his clothes, Lin Muhan was extremely satisfied.

Yan Anhuai's face was already handsome, and when he wore some elegant clothes, he looked like a young master from a wealthy family.

At the same time, Lin Muhan became even more disgusted with Master Pu's unreliable behavior.

He actually raised his apprentice to be like a little beggar. What a terrible master!

"It looks good, but it feels like something's missing..." Lin Muhan stroked his chin thoughtfully, his gaze drifting to a jade hairpin. He loosened Yan Anhuai's hair ribbon and used the hairpin to re-tied his hair.

The proprietress watched all of this with a smile.

From her perspective, the two looked like a couple, with Lin Muhan seemingly embracing Yan Anhuai from behind.

"Absolutely stunning! Young master, you look absolutely gorgeous in this outfit. This young master has impeccable taste."

Lin Muhan smiled faintly, but did not deny what the proprietress said.

"I'll take them all, including this hairpin."

Lin Muhan led Yan Anhuai around for a long time, following behind him like a timid wife until he showed signs of fatigue. Only then did Lin Muhan buy a carriage and prepare to go back.

"If you're tired, take a rest. We'll be there soon."

Without him saying anything, Yan Anhuai had already fallen asleep with his head against the window, and soon his even breathing could be heard from inside the carriage.

Lin Muhan smiled and said to the driver, "Slow down."

The mountain road was not easy to travel. Although the driver was very careful, the swaying of the carriage still made Yan Anhuai, who was asleep, sway from side to side.

Lin Muhan sighed, sat down next to Yan Anhuai, and rested his head on his shoulder.

He looked down at the sleeping Yan Anhuai, seemingly lost in thought.

He suddenly reached out and stroked Yan Anhuai's face, from his cheek down to his lips...

"Yan... Anhuai? Why do you always evoke these inappropriate impulses in me?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps to someone else.

In his sleep, Yan Anhuai mumbled, "Lin Muhan...you're so great, hehe..."

"Am I good? But if you knew I was a demon, or even the Demon King, would you still think of me as a good person as you do now?"

Unfortunately, Yan Anhuai couldn't answer anything for him.

As the carriage traveled towards Qingyu Temple, Master Pu, who was like an old father to him, was already extremely worried.

After all, Lin Muhan is a demon king. What if he wants to harm his foolish disciple?

He paced back and forth in front of the Qingyu Temple gate with a worried expression, but his sharp eyes spotted Lin Muhan carrying his silly disciple step by step up the mountain.

He was nearly scared out of his wits.

What on earth is going on?!