Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 29: Stabbed by Xiao Ai (1)

When Li Muyun stepped into the long-missed door, the scene before him was both familiar and strange. The luxurious yet warm decoration made him freeze in his tracks, and he muttered to himself, "Is this really my home?"

At this time, a woman in a simple long dress and with a gentle face walked out from the inner room. Her eyes instantly locked on Li Muyun. She was his young and beautiful mother, Li Xingyue.

Her eyes instantly turned red, the corners of her mouth trembled, and she walked towards Li Muyun step by step, and every step seemed to carry endless longing and expectation.

"Muyun..." Li Xingyue's voice was soft and slightly choked. She suddenly opened her arms and hugged Li Muyun tightly, as if to fill the gap of these five years.

Li Muyun felt the warmth of his mother's embrace, and the emotions surging in his heart overflowed like a tide. He hugged his mother back tightly, and his tears silently slid down and dripped onto his mother's shoulders, melting all the barriers and distance.

Li Xingyue's embrace was warm and familiar. Li Muyun was immersed in this long-lost family affection and almost drowned in this tenderness.

Just as he was immersed in the joy of the mother-son reunion, Xiao Ai beside him couldn't help but cough lightly. The subtle sound seemed particularly abrupt at this moment.

Xiao Ai stood not far away, with her hands behind her back, a barely perceptible hint of jealousy hanging from the corners of her mouth, her eyes moving back and forth between the two of them, as if to say, "I'm here too, why doesn't anyone notice me?"

Li Xingyue gently let go of Li Muyun, turned around and looked at Xiao Ai, a smile flashed in her eyes, and gently explained: "Are you Muyun's girlfriend? You don't have to mind, I'm his mother."

When Xiao Ai heard this, her surprise was beyond words. She widened her eyes and looked Li Xingyue up and down, her heart full of disbelief.

"You...you are really Brother Muyun's mother? Not his sister or something?" Xiao Ai's voice became smaller and smaller. She involuntarily took a few steps closer, wanting to see more clearly.

"Yes, Muyun is my son. Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, he has grown up so big and brought back a lovely girl like you. Seeing him grow up to what he is today, I feel both relieved and emotional."

Xiao Ai looked up and said softly, "Auntie, you are so beautiful, and... so gentle. Brother Muyun is so lucky to have a mother like you."

Li Muyun stood aside, watching his mother and Xiao Ai interacting warmly, and an indescribable mixture of embarrassment and sweetness surged in his heart. He coughed a few times, trying to attract the attention of the two, but it seemed to have no obvious effect.

In the end, he could only bite the bullet, forced a wry smile on his face, and awkwardly interrupted: "Mom, Xiao Ai, let's...let's sit down and talk first. It's tiring to stand."

Hearing this, Li Xingyue suddenly came back to her senses, and hurriedly took Xiao Ai's hand and walked towards the sofa in the living room, smiling as she walked, "Yes, yes, yes, look at my memory, I was just too happy. Muyun, go and get Xiao Ai a glass of water, don't neglect her."

Xiao Ai's lips curled up into a smug smile, which was full of the playfulness and cunning of a young girl. She deliberately stretched out her voice and winked at Li Muyun: "Go, go, pour me some water, Brother Muyun."

After saying that, she gently pushed Li Muyun with just the right amount of force, neither too intimate nor losing the sense of closeness.

Li Muyun was somewhat amused by this sudden "order", but he couldn't help but smile. There was a bit of pampering and indulgence in that smile, and he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

In the living room, Li Xingyue and Xiao Ai sat side by side on the soft sofa. Xiao Ai gently stirred the tea that Li Muyun had just handed to her. The ripples on the water seemed to be a reflection of her inner fluctuations.

"Auntie, I've always heard Brother Muyun mention you. He said you're not only beautiful, but also very talented." Xiao Ai's voice was soft and sincere, and her eyes were full of admiration for Li Xingyue. "After seeing you today, I found that you're indeed as good as your reputation."

Hearing this, Li Xingyue smiled gently, with a maternal glow in her eyes. "Oh? Did he mention these things to me? They are not as good as he said, but just some daily trivialities." "By the way, when are you going to get married?"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. Li Muyun was walking out of the kitchen with two cups of freshly brewed tea. Hearing these words, the cup in his hand shook slightly, and a few drops of warm tea splashed onto the floor and spread silently.

Xiao Ai was also surprised, the teacup in her hand almost dropped, her eyes widened.

Li Xingyue asked in confusion, "What's the reaction of you two?"

Li Muyun quickly put down the teacup in his hand, and the subtle sound of tea splashing seemed to be the only background sound at the moment. He walked quickly to the two of them, with a bit of embarrassment and anxiety on his face, and explained with his hands unconsciously: "Mom, don't get me wrong. We are not that kind of relationship, we are just good friends."

As he spoke, he quietly looked at Xiao Ai, with a look of help in his eyes.

Xiao Ai smiled cunningly when she heard this, and then two red clouds instantly appeared on her cheeks. She bit her lip lightly, and her eyes flickered with shyness and relief. She nodded lightly, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "Well, Brother Muyun is right, we are still in the stage of getting to know each other, and we haven't really considered getting married yet."

Li Muyun's expression froze instantly, as if he was suddenly hit by a gust of cold wind in winter. He stood there in a daze, looking at Xiao Ai in disbelief.

There was a faint smile on Xiao Ai's lips, with a hint of teasing and pride hidden in that smile.
"You...you..." Li Muyun stuttered, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time. He had never thought that Xiao Ai would "backstab" him so directly and catch him off guard.

Li Xingyue gently patted the back of Xiao Ai's hand, her eyes full of love and understanding, and smiled: "Okay, okay, young people, it's good to know more. But our Mu Yun has been sensible since he was a child. You will know after you get along with him for a long time that he is a person worthy of trust."

Xiao Ai's cheeks became even redder when she heard this. She nodded slightly, with a hint of barely perceptible sweetness in her voice: "Yeah, I know."

Li Xingyue spoke again, "If Mu Yun dares to bully you, just tell me and I will help you teach him a lesson."

Xiao Ai felt the warmth, and the blush on her cheeks seemed to deepen. She leaned gently on Li Xingyue's shoulder, her voice as soft as silk: "Well, Auntie, thank you. Brother Muyun is actually very good to me."

A cunning light flashed in Xiao Ai's eyes, and she secretly glanced at Li Muyun beside her.

Li Muyun was standing not far away, still holding the two empty teacups in his hands, looking somewhat at a loss, with an awkward and helpless smile on his face, as if to say, "How could you betray me like this?"

In the living room, the atmosphere became more and more gentle due to the warm interaction between Li Xingyue and Xiao Ai. However, at this moment, a steady sound of footsteps came from outside the door, accompanied by Old Jack's familiar and slightly hurried call: "Muyun boy, are you home? I have something urgent to talk to you about!"

Before he finished speaking, the door was gently pushed open, and Old Jack walked in with an anxious look on his face, followed closely by a thin young man with a determined look - Tang San.

Tang San's eyes sparkled with a desire for unknown challenges, yet there was also a hint of restraint as a newcomer.

Old Jack said, "Muyun, come quickly! This is Tang San, he wants your help to find a suitable spirit ring for him."

(End of this chapter)