Feng Yiran's looked completely defeated. He noted Li Beinian's shy and flushed expression as she stood beside the tall man, and his heart sank.
Married?
They were actually married?
Mu Xichen did not look at him. He swept Li Beinian up in his arms and said lightly, "Let's go back."
Sensing his displeasure, Li Beinian obediently allowed him to carry her as she briefly threw Feng Yiran a glance.
Feng Yiran's face was ashen. He stood in the middle of the forest, looking particularly lonely and desolate.
Li Beinian couldn't bear it and spoke up, "Feng Yiran, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hide it from you. Please don't tell anyone. Thank you!"
Mu Xichen smacked her bottom unhappily and said, "You're asking for a beating."
Li Beinian squirmed in embarrassment and protested coquettishly. "Don't hit my butt!"
Mu Xichen snorted and carried her like a sack. All the tenderness and doting vanished without a trace.
