“What are you all standing around for? Go back to your posts.”

"Yes, young master."

The group exchanged glances and quickly moved aside. Their attitude towards Miss Xia today was different from before; she seemed even colder.

For a moment, only Yi Yi and Mu Nanxun remained in the courtyard, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

"Let me see." Mu Nanxun took a step closer to Yi Yi and reached out to examine the injury on her face.

Yi Yi's eyes flickered, and she subconsciously took a step back. "I'm fine. Young Master, you have a fiancée. I hope you can keep your distance from me."

"..."

Upon hearing the words "keep your distance," Mu Nanxun's expression immediately darkened.

“If you feel guilty because your fiancée slapped me, there’s no need for that. The injury on my face should be almost healed, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

What does this mean? Why does she insist on linking her to Xia Bingqing?!

Mu Nanxun's gaze fell on her cheek, and the clear finger marks from before had indeed faded considerably, almost invisible.

It's strange; how can she have such powerful regenerative abilities? The human body simply couldn't do that.

Who exactly is she...?

Mu Nanxun had experienced Yi Yi's stubbornness firsthand. He stopped insisting on checking the injury on her face and said calmly, "It's good that you're alright. I'll go tell Li Ma to start serving dinner."

As Mu Nanxun passed by Yi Yi, Yi Yi suddenly called out to him.

"Young Master—"

"What's wrong?" he asked patiently. He didn't know why, but he always seemed to have endless patience with her.

Yi stretched out her hand, and a white phone lay in her palm.

"Here, take this back."

"..." Mu Nanxun's brow twitched. He thought this woman was stubborn enough, but he didn't expect that a few words from others could influence her.

"There is no reason for Mu Nanxun to take back what he has given away."

“I use the same phone as you. Miss Xia seems to have misunderstood something. I don’t want to be called a thief like this again. This thing works quite well, and I can buy my own if I want.”

The boxing finals are in a few days. She's determined to win the championship and claim the prize money.

Mu Nanxun naturally knew what she was planning. She would rather risk her life to earn that bonus than accept his gift!

"I've said it before, there's no reason to take back what's given away. If you don't want it, just throw it away!"

With those words spoken coldly, Mu Nanxun turned and walked inside. As Xiao Fang, following behind him, passed by her, he gave her a disapproving look and said helplessly, "Miss Yi, just take what the boss gave you. If it were any other woman, she'd treasure even a single hair of the boss, let alone a cell phone. You…"

"What are you muttering about? Hurry up and let's go!"

"Oh, the boss is here!"

Xiao Fang winked at Yi Yi with a mischievous grin, then ran a few steps to catch up with Mu Nanxun.

What do you mean? You've got a corn on your eye. And saying other women would treasure even a single hair of Mu Nanxun's? Is it really that exaggerated? How blind must those women be!

Yi stared at her phone as if it were a hot potato.

After thinking for a moment, he sighed helplessly and put his phone in his pocket.

...

"Liang Xiaoru, how are your preparations going? Don't take my money and then not do the job!"