Mr. Yuan's Dilemma: Can't Help Falling in Love with You

In the few days she had spent in the Liu Li Villa, she had turned it inside out. However, there were still a number of rooms that Yuan Xuan forbade her from entering.     

Yuan Xuan told her that the previous owner had left some things behind that he did not wish to be touched.     

She was curious. Yuan Xuan had always been very territorial, no outsiders could even enter the Liu Li Villa, but he kept the possessions of the previous owner.     

"Where is Shen Muqiu right now?"     

Mu Chenyan asked.     

If it had been Shen Muqiu's possessions, then it would be understandable why Yuan Xuan would keep them.     

"Shen Muqiu is mysterious. He's vicious, decisive, and daring in his assassinations. He's earned himself a pretty solid name around underground organizations in foreign countries. Not only is everyone from his organization well-trained, they are also disciplined.     

"Shen Muqiu had been involved in several high-profile cases, even the police are looking for him. He and Yuan Xuan were close. In my opinion, only Yuan Xuan would be able to contact him."     

Something was bothering Mu Chenyan. Even after staying in the UK for several years, she had had no idea Yuan Xuan was in contact with such an organization.     

There were so many things she did not know!     

"Chenyan, I can't tell you how many more secrets Yuan Xuan is holding from you, but one thing is certain, Yuan Xuan's love toward you..."     

Wu Ze explained as he looked at Mu Chenyan, who blushed. "I know..."     

...     

In Yuan Tangzhong's study room in the Peace Mansion.     

Yuan Tangzhong's secretary, with a pair of golden-rimmed glasses, reported the investigator's findings to Yuan Tangzhong.     

"Yuan Xuan purchased a gallery for Miss Zhao on Ougao Road!"     

Yuan Zhe stood aside, he dared not interrupt. In the past few days, his old man had not been very pleased with him.     

"What on earth is Yuan Xuan doing? I think there's something wrong with that Zhao Ruoxin!" Yuan Tangzhong said, a hint of worry coloring his voice.     

He glanced at Yuan Zhe, who finally spoke.     

"Father, let's ignore Zhao Ruoxin! Mu Chenyan ruined our plan this time, I can't just take it lying down! Yuan Xuan's weak spot is Mu Chenyan, I really want to get rid of her..."     

Anytime Mu Chenyan was brought up, Yuan Zhe would instantly feel the rage threatening to burst out of him!     

His cruel face was brimming with hatred.     

Had Mu Chenyan not made a report on Sun Xu, a case that would otherwise be buried would not have resurfaced.     

"You idiot!" Hearing that, Yuan Tangzhong scolded, "Do you think Mu Chenyan is easy to handle? Do you take Yuan Xuan as a rice-eater (TN: Chinese idiom. To accuse someone of being useless to the point that their only contribution at home was to eat.)?"     

Yuan Zhe knew from the moment he spoke that he would be yelled at. He lowered his eyes and stopped talking.     

"Do you think Yuan Xuan is the same as a few years ago? The same Yuan Xuan who would allow you to threaten him with Mu Chenyan?"     

"How else would Mu Chenyan get her hands on those information? The one behind her is Yuan Xuan himself!"     

Yuan Tangzhong sat back in his chair, took a breath, and continued his tirade.     

"You useless thing, if it wasn't for Nie Chao's suicide taking responsibility for everything, do you think you would get away scot-free? In a few days, someone from the Capital City will come here to investigate this, so restrain yourself! You can't touch Mu Chenyan, especially now!"     

Secretary He poured Yuan Tangzhong a cup of tea. "Teacher, let's not blame Young Master for now. It's already in the past. We've arranged everything to handle the person from the Capital City, there won't be any major issues."     

Yuan Tangzhong nodded and told the secretary, "Secretary He, arrange something else for me. I want to take several days of sick leave. During this period, I will not entertain any guests! Order my staff to be vigilant. Before the people from Capital City leave, don't do anything rash!"     

Secretary He nodded after receiving the order, then looked at Yuan Zhe carefully.     

After being admonished, Yuan Zhe was discontented. "Father, Nie Chao's money-making schtick is not this, it's his own fault that he screwed up here!     

"Furthermore, I didn't take the money. Do you think Mu Chenwu would listen to us without the money to support his team?"     

Yuan Tangzhong shot Yuan Zhe a warning glare. "You can't completely trust Mu Chenwu. Using him to fend against Yuan Xuan is only one of our backups. You need to be careful about this, we can't get close with Mu Family!"     

Yuan Zhe nodded and said in a low voice, "If it wasn't for Wu Ze, Yuan Xuan would've died in the UK, and none of this messy stuff would've happened..."     

"Hmph! How are you not ashamed to bring this up!" Yuan Tangzhong almost threw the teapot in a fury.     

"If you didn't act on your own, Yuan Xuan wouldn't have hated the second family of Yuan to this extent! Before this, he only had his eyes on Mu Feng. It's your people who attempted to assassinate Yuan Xuan, failed, and managed to let him discover their identity. What an absolute imbecile, great at doing nothing but screwing up!"     

Yuan Zhe did not dare to speak further, Secretary He commented, "Teacher Yuan, please don't get angry, Young Master just made a mistake out of impatience..."     

Yuan Tangzhong waved his hand and sighed. "Lil He, you've been with me for so many years, you should know how seriously this Nie Chao thing affects me! I've waited for the Capital City's transfer order for so long, but on the cusp of it, this happens. If my ungrateful child has half the intelligence you possess, I wouldn't have to deal with this stupid mess..."     

"Teacher, don't feel bad, there are plenty of opportunities in the future!" Lil He pushed her glasses and comforted him softly.     

Yuan Tangzhong sighed, took a look at Yuan Zhe, who was behaving as if he was still being scolded, then said, "Don't you go outside and make things worse in the near future. Stay at home and accompany Wen Ya!"     

...      

After a few days of rest, it was time for the cast on Wen Ya's legs to be removed.     

Yuan Tangshuo sent an orthopedic doctor in his department to handle that.     

It was not Zheng Shuyan's first time at the Yuan Family Mansion. Led by the maid, he arrived at the garden of Peace Mansion, where Wen Ya was reading a book in a wheelchair underneath a tree's shade.     

After the cast was removed, Wen Ya would be free to get around with a crutch.     

"Wen Ya!" Zheng Shuyan's voice was so soft, the lady in the wheelchair dropped her book in surprise.     

"Zheng... Zheng Shuyan... Why are you here?"     

Wen Ya's tiny face was filled with fear and panic as she looked around anxiously.     

The maid went to her and picked up the book. She announced with a smile, "Mistress, this is the doctor Third Master contacted to help you remove your cast!"     

After Yuan Zhe pushed her off the stairs, he did not send her to the military hospital, afraid that Old Mistress would see through his lies. However, Yuan Tangshuo still sent someone to remove the cast.     

Wen Ya was a little shaky, her eyes darted around quickly, avoiding looking at Zheng Shuyan.     

She told the maid, "Send me to the front hall, Doctor Zheng can perform the procedure there!"     

The maid prepared to push the wheelchair, but Zheng Shuyan interrupted. "It's okay, I'll take it from here."     

As the man was pushing the wheelchair, his body gave out a faint scent of body wash mixed with disinfectant, which calmed Wen Ya down.     

Years ago, at the new year party in the UK, Wen Ya saw a boy whose eyes could speak. His body carried a faint smell of disinfectant. Smilingly, he offered a hand to Wen Ya and said in an attractive melodic voice, "My name is Zheng Shuyan, I'm in the second year in medical school..."     

Those warm, dry hands were smooth and fair like white jade!     

Now, those same pair of hands were removing the cast on her legs, but a hint of seething hate underlined his usually calm and collected face.