"Fine." Mu Xichen said calmly. "I understand."
There was a look of surprise in Wu Meiya's eyes. Mu Che was also delighted and asked, "So when will you move in?"
"It's not like I know you people very well." Mu Xichen looked at them and said, "I'm not moving in."
Mu Che's initial look of joy vanished at once.
His pale face slowly reddened. He looked at Mu Xichen for a long time before saying, "You still hate me…"
"Since you know it, stop humiliating yourself." Mu Xichen left him no room for negotiation, his attitude was icy at best. "Since you're not dead, then have a good life. When you're dead, I'll send my condolences."
Mu Che's eyes were bloodshot and his breathing was loud, making him look like a fish out of water. His nostrils flared twice. Suddenly, his eyes rolled and he fell backward.
Wu Meiya's expression changed drastically as she shouted, "Hubby!"
