Seeing Qiao Ziming's angry expression, Su Muxi curled her lips into a mocking smile and stepped forward to stand in front of him.

She bent down slightly, shortening the distance between herself and Qiao Ziming.

"What happened? Don't you already have the answer in your heart? Do I really have to say it out loud? Hmm?"

This was the first time Qiao Ziming had been so close to Su Muxi's face. The ugly red birthmark was right in front of him, but all he could see were Su Muxi's distinctive fox-like eyes.

He had noticed it last time; Su Muxi's features were very beautiful, but the birthmark made her ugly.

Looking closely at those eyes now, he felt as if they possessed some kind of magic, gradually sucking away his soul and making him increasingly delirious.

He leaned forward instinctively, wanting to get closer to Su Muxi.

The closer they got, the stronger the unique scent emanating from Su Muxi became.

Su Muxi thought Qiao Ziming would distance himself from her with a look of disgust, but she didn't expect him to act like this...

It seems that men's competitive and possessive nature is truly terrifying, enough to make Qiao Ziming act this way.

With a slight movement of her delicate hand, Qiao Ziming let out a scream…

Qiao Ziming fainted twice from the pain during this acupuncture treatment.

It wasn't that Su Muxi was deliberately seeking revenge, but rather that Su Muxi didn't want to come to the Marquis of Anyang's residence again tomorrow, so the two treatments were reduced to one, which naturally meant it would be more painful than before.

Of course, Su Muxi deliberately didn't give Qiao Ziming painkillers.

After all, she wasn't a saint. She had to vent her anger after being belittled by Qiao Ziming.

Half an hour later, Su Muxi removed the last silver needle from Qiao Ziming's body, but Qiao Ziming did not react at all.

It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he was in so much pain that he was completely exhausted and didn't even have the strength to speak.

Su Muxi ignored Qiao Ziming and instead called over Awang, giving him a brief explanation.

Awang was somewhat at a loss. "Young Madam, you're not coming tomorrow? What about the young master?"

Su Muxi chuckled and said, "What? Does your young master not live without me? Don't worry, as long as you do as I say, I guarantee your young master's leg will be completely healed."

"Also, stop calling me Young Madam. I wasn't before, and I never will be."

After saying that, he picked up his medicine box and went out.

Qiao Ziming watched Su Muxi's departing figure, wanting to say something to stop her, but her mind kept replaying the last words Su Muxi had said.

Is it true that it wasn't before, and it won't be in the future?

If he and Su Muxi had consummated their marriage back then, would Su Muxi still have left without looking back like this?

…

After leaving the Marquis of Anyang's residence, Su Muxi went straight home.

After returning home, before Su Muxi could even ask, Aunt Zhong told her about the people from the Marquis of Anyang's residence.

Chang Zhong not only returned the money, but also took back the jewelry that Qiao Xiuyuan had given her before.

Among them were even the jewelry that Qiao Zixi had previously stolen.

“Miss, I asked them to take these jewels, but they said that these jewels were a token of the Marquis of Anyang’s affection for you, and they left as soon as they put them down, faster than a rabbit.”

"If you ask me, the only reasonable person in the entire Marquis of Anyang's mansion is the Marquis of Anyang. These jewelry pieces are probably some compensation from the Marquis of Anyang, who felt guilty. Why don't you accept them, Miss?"

Aunt Zhong offered words of comfort, her eyes showing no greed for the gold and silver jewelry, only a sense of reassurance.

Many things cannot be measured in money, but that doesn't stop someone from expressing their feelings with money.

Su Muxi looked at the jewelry, feeling a sense of rejection, but still nodded, "Then let's put it away for now."

After saying that, he went into the study.

Su Xing was reading a book when he heard the noise and looked up. What he saw was Su Muxi's conflicted expression.

"Xi'er, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Su Muxi stepped forward with a smile, thinking that Su Xing was looking at medical books, but unexpectedly he was looking at prescriptions for pills.

"Father, are you trying to take a shortcut and concoct an elixir of immortality?"

Su Muxi was just joking when she said that, but Su Xing nodded seriously.

"Yes, I've lived most of my life and I don't want to follow the same path anymore. I want to see if there's a shortcut. If we can really develop an elixir of immortality, no one will dare to bully my daughter anymore."

"…father…"

Just now, when facing Qiao Xiuyuan, Su Muxi's choking, her emotion, and even the smile on her face were all deliberately faked. But now, even if she wanted to pretend to be calm, she couldn't fake it.

The stinging sensation in my nose grew stronger, and more and more tears welled up in my eyes.

Su Xing never expected to make Su Muxi cry, but seeing Su Muxi suddenly burst into tears, he was somewhat flustered.

She wanted to wipe Su Muxi's tears with her sleeve, but accidentally knocked over a chair when she got up.

As I turned around, my sleeve accidentally brushed against the calligraphy brush on the table, staining a large area of ​​my sleeve black with ink. When I checked it, I ended up with my hand covered in ink as well…

"This...this..."

Su Xing looked at Su Muxi in front of him, then at the ink in his hand, looking completely bewildered.

This clumsy appearance made Su Muxi burst out laughing.

She threw herself into Su Xing's arms, hugging his waist. Feeling the warmth of his embrace, Su Muxi's tears flowed even more fiercely.

"Xi'er, don't cry! Get up first, my hands are covered in ink, don't let it get on you!"

Su Xing was startled by Su Muxi's sudden action and became even more at a loss.

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