Chapter Forty-Four Who Cares More

  Murong Young Master? This title flashed through Xue Lengyu's mind like a bolt of lightning.

  Some people are just unlucky, even drinking cold water can get stuck in their teeth. Li Mu's friend, could it be her so-called ex-husband Murong Huanxuan?

  Don't say enemies meet with red eyes, but this...this is too awkward.

  Xue Lengyu's expression stiffened slightly when she heard the name Murong Young Master. Fortunately, she had been keeping her head down, so no one saw it. Only the footsteps of Li Mu following her up the stairs were somewhat floating.

  Li Mu walked in the front, Shu Li followed behind him. Xue Leng Yu's mind was already a mess at this time, and she walked up in a daze, not noticing that Shu Li had stopped for a moment. She bumped into his back with a thud, and was bounced back a step. Her foot slipped, and her heart cried out "it's all over". Fortunately, Shu Li's eyes were quick, and after being bumped into, he turned around and grabbed her arm, pulling her back hard.

  Xue Lengyu patted her chest and gasped, scared out of her wits. This was the second floor's turning point, if she fell down like this, it wouldn't just be embarrassing, but she'd definitely end up with a bruised face and possibly even broken arms or legs.

  Xue Lengyu stood firm, but Shu Li Fang let go of his hand and said discontentedly, "How can you be so careless."

  Xue Lengyu hastily expressed her gratitude: "Thank you, Lord Shu."

  Li Mu has already walked into the Chrysanthemum Fragrance Hall with big strides. Shu Li then said, "Let's go."

  Xue Lengyu really didn't know what kind of reason he could use to escape from here, and he didn't want to show any unusual behavior in front of Shu Li, so he had no choice but to follow him with a stiff face.

  Before entering the door, Mu Rong's bright and clear voice came: "Mu, why are you so late? Look, this jar of wine, I've almost finished drinking it."

  Although it's accurate to say that Xue Lengyu had only seen Murong Haoxuan once, the sound of his voice was unforgettable.

  One is rich, one has power. It seems that Mu Rong Hao Xuan and Li Mu's relationship is not ordinary, or they wouldn't be so familiar with each other. Xue Leng Yu's head got even bigger. If he had known earlier that the friend Li Mu was going to meet was Mu Rong Hao Xuan, he would have found a way to jump off the horse in an awkward posture and injure himself to avoid this disaster when they entered the mansion.

  Of two evils choose the lesser.

  Li Mu smiled and stepped inside: "There are some things that have been delayed in the mansion, don't mind it, Hao Xuan."

  Murong Haoran stood up, and the two of them hugged each other tightly once more before finally parting ways.

  "Master Murong." Shu Li walked in and greeted Murong Haoxuan with a big smile. Although he was Li Mu's attendant, Murong Haoxuan knew the relationship between the two and had never treated him as an inferior, also smiling at him. The smile hadn't faded when he saw a familiar figure timidly following behind Shu Li.

  Li Mu poured himself a cup of wine from the table and took a sip, saying: "Leng Yu, this is our city's richest man, the young master of the Murong Mansion, Murong Haoxuan. Come pay your respects."

  "Yes." Xue Lengyu had no choice but to grit her teeth and take another step forward, bowing slightly towards Murong Haoran: "Servant Xue Lengyu pays respects to Young Master Murong."

  Then Hou resignedly waited there for Murong Haoran to exclaim, and then one by one, he poured out the things that needed to be said. Whether it was good fortune or bad, bad luck couldn't be avoided. Today was a bit unlucky, so he accepted his fate.

  Murong Haoran's expression stiffened for a moment, and he couldn't say anything for a while.

  Li Mu saw through it and asked strangely: "What's going on?"

  Murong Haoran snapped back to reality and hastily shook his head, saying: "Nothing, it's just that in the past when brothers met up, you never brought outsiders. Even if you did bring someone, it was always a young servant boy. Today, why did you bring a... a maid? It can't be... your..."

  Concubine? Favored? Imperial Consort? Mu Rong Hao Xuan had countless words on the tip of his tongue, but they were truly unspeakable.

  After all, Xue Lengyu was his own woman, and he had seriously loved her. Now if she got into his brother's bed, it would be unbearable. And judging from the look of things, Li Mu should not know about this matter, if he said it out loud, in the future when brothers meet, they can't help but feel awkward.

  "She's just a personal maid. I found her words interesting, so I brought her along. However, she's too timid and hasn't seen much of the world."

  For some reason, Murong Haoran felt a sense of relief after hearing this. He secretly speculated that the Xue family was originally poor, and it wasn't impossible for Xue Lengyu to enter the Wangfu as a maid. Although Xue Lengyu's temperament made it hard to understand why she would be willing to do such a thing, it was still plausible. As for why she was brought along by Li Muo, his heart couldn't help but feel some bitterness, and he didn't want to think about it anymore.

  He was no longer a simple young man, and he wouldn't naively think that Li Mu would really keep only a personal maid by his side. Even if she was just a personal maid at this moment, what about the next?

  Although he had a million questions in his mind, Murong Haoran didn't think it was the right time to ask too much. He pretended nothing was wrong and sat down across from Li Mu.

  Although Shu Li and Li Mu had a good relationship, they were after all master and servant, and couldn't sit at the same table. At this time, he was just standing behind him. However, he stood with his hands behind his back, calm and composed.

  "It's not even coming to pour wine." Li Mu said to Xue Lengyu. Thinking that this girl is indeed not only inexperienced, but also lacks insight. The master has already sat down, and there are no other servants in the house, yet she still needs to be summoned before she knows to come and serve.

  But Li Mu didn't get angry, the servants in the Wang Fu were too good at guessing their master's intentions. The princess suddenly sent over a clever but slightly dull, silly yet occasionally surprising maid, which was quite meaningful.

  Being different from others always makes it easier for people to notice. Moreover, Xue Lengyu's difference is still considered to be knowing when to advance and retreat, understanding what is important and what is not.

  Murong Haoran suppressed the discomfort in his heart, holding an empty wine cup in his hand, and slightly turned his face to look at Xue Lengyu. Why was she, surprisingly more calm than himself? Was it that she truly didn't care as much as he did?

  That scene on the street that day was again on Muyong Haoran's mind. The moment he said "a good horse doesn't eat retrograde grass" to her, he didn't know if it was his own illusion, but the divine light in those bright and beautiful eyes was a sparkle he hadn't seen in years since he knew her.

  Xue Lengyu let out a long sigh of relief when she saw that Murong Haoyuan hadn't exposed her secret. But then she thought about it and couldn't help but feel a little dazed. This matter was not glorious for herself, but it wasn't good for Murong Haoyuan either. Moreover, now that she was Li Mu's maid, he had to consider his brother's face somewhat. If this were to be laughed off and opened up, Li Mu might shift his anger onto her, which would be hard to say.

  I'm just a commoner, losing some face doesn't matter. But Li Mu and Murong Haoran are both leaders of their respective domains, with prestige and reputation to uphold. As the saying goes, "A barefooted person isn't afraid of one wearing shoes." Even if Murong Haoran is as rich as can be, would he dare not consider Li Mu's face?

  At this thought, Xue Lengyu's anxious face couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile. Thinking back to the day she was forced out of the Murong estate in disarray, she had taken advantage of Murong Haoran's fear of exposing her true identity. With malice brewing in her heart, Xue Lengyu suddenly had an urge to vent her anger.