After being locked up in a mental hospital, she married a wealthy heir in a flash

She answered the phone and said aggrievedly: "You still know how to call me to say hello?"

Mu Jinnian on the other end of the phone tightened his tone and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just that my foot is bleeding."

Mu Xichen was silent for a few seconds, and the sound of him starting the engine came from the microphone.

"Where are you? I'll go find you now."

"Kicked out, on the private road of the Mu family mansion."

"I'll be right there."

Mu Xichen did not hang up the phone.

Shen Xin originally thought she would have to wait for a while, but she didn't expect that Mu Xichen's car appeared in front of her in less than 3 minutes.

Stopping the car in front of her, he opened the door and walked over.

"What's wrong? Why are your feet bleeding?"

He squatted down in front of her, pinched her feet with his big hands and looked at them. He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing no injuries.

"That's it."

She showed him her heels.

Only then did Mu Xichen realize that he had been hit on his foot by a shoe. Although the wound was small, it was painful to look at.

"Let's go, get in the car first."

He planned to pick her up from the stone pier.

But Shen Xin grabbed his sleeve and said, "Wait a minute."

"what happened?"

"Why did you arrive so quickly? Are you nearby?"

"Well, I'll be waiting for you outside."

It turned out that he was not ignoring her, but had been waiting for her silently outside.

"Then when are you going to wait?"

"Wait until you finish dinner."

He flipped up his watch and glanced at it: "Another half hour?"

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier? You made me walk such a long way alone."

"I'm afraid you'll call me overbearing again."

"..."

It turned out that he was afraid of being told by him.

Mu Xichen looked at her: "What about you? What happened? Why were you kicked out?"

"Eldest Young Master suspects that I don't like you, and just uses you to get close to him and wants to marry him." She suddenly laughed to herself: "Was Eldest Young Master Mu always so self-righteous before?"

"The main reason is that the identity of the leader of the Mu family is really too tempting, and too many women covet it, so everyone has been pestered to death."

Mu Xichen let out a low laugh, and raised his hand to touch the top of her hair: "Out of all the women in the world, you are probably the only one who doesn't care about being the mistress of the Mu family."

"Who said I don't care about it anymore?"

Shen Xin pretended to be dissatisfied and muttered: "If you hadn't hindered me, I would have been the mistress of the Mu family."

Mu Xichen's expression changed slightly.

She pretended not to notice and added: "What a pity."

The corners of Mu Xichen's lips twitched: "How about I send you back? Anyway, it's not impossible for my eldest brother to lose his memory again."

After saying that, he stood up and grabbed her wrist: "Let's go, I'll take you back now."

His expression was so serious that she became a little anxious.

Pulling his sleeve: "Mu Xichen, do you have any sense of humor? I..."

The next words were blocked by his lips.

She froze for a moment.

Only then did he realize that he had been tricked.

She sat on the stone pier and let his lips touch hers little by little.

It was also the first time that she didn't raise her hands to resist when he got close to her.

But when he hesitated to let go, he reminded him inarticulately: "Mr. Mu, can you not embarrass yourself here..."

It would be bad if someone from the Mu family saw it.

Mu Xichen let go of her, pressed his forehead against hers and said dumbly: "Where do you want to go?"

"go home."

"it is good."

After Mu Xichen kissed her on the forehead for the last time, he picked her up and walked towards the car.

She didn't expect that Mu Xichen would take her back to his home in Binjiang Capital.

But think about it, she no longer has a home.

It doesn't seem to fit anywhere except here.

Since getting off the car, Mu Xichen has been hugging her horizontally, with ease, as simple as hugging a doll.

And she was holding her high heels in her hands and burying her face in his arms.

Anyway, if others can't see her face, it doesn't mean she is embarrassed.

Mu Xichen held her in his arms and came to stand in front of the gate.

He didn't have the hands to open the lock, so he had to lower his head and said to her: "Open the door."

Shen Xin got out of his arms and looked around: "Are you here?"

"Here we are." He smiled.

Smiling with adoration in his eyes.

She reached out and pressed her fingerprints, and the door opened.

"Mr. Mu, haven't you changed your fingerprints?"

"Ah."

"Why don't you change it?"

She asked knowingly, just wanting to hear him say something nice.

And he didn't disappoint her.

"And so you go home."

He kicked the door open, walked in with her in his arms, and closed the door with his heel.

Then he put her on the small cabinet and couldn't wait to continue what he had just done on the roadside.

"..."

Shen Xin was a little speechless.

Is this guy that impatient?

But when he took off his suit jacket, she suddenly thought of something and asked: "Mr. Mu, how is the injury on your shoulder?"

She pushed his shirt down with her small hands, preparing to check his wounds.

Mu Xichen was speechless. He pressed his forehead against hers and asked dumbly, "Are you only concerned about my wounds at this time?"

"Of course you have to take care of it."

"It's been so many days, but it doesn't hurt anymore?"

"Not necessarily."

She remembered that his wound had opened countless times after the incident, and each time it became a new wound. In this case, it would be good to die without infection.

She turned his shirt back and saw that his wounds had not completely scabbed.

"Mr. Mu, your wound is still very serious."

She looked down at him, with concern and reproach: "Your injury is 100% scarred, how can you not cherish your body so much?"

"..."

Mu Xichen wanted to knock her unconscious in his arms.

"Can you please ignore my injury?"

He grabbed both of her hands, pinched her chin with the other hand and wrapped himself around her again.

The tone was ambiguous: "Isn't it just a small injury? I'll have a good chat with you later."