Cutesy Wife Sweet Like Honey: Mr. Mu's Nightly Dote! Chapter 98: Something Fishy

Mu Beiting was silent for a while before finally saying, "Anything’s fine!"

"Alright then, I’ll just buy whatever I see!" Ye Anxin smiled with eyes narrowed and suddenly seed to rember sothing, continuing, "Hey, let’s invite Mr. Yan too! I promised to cook for him last ti."

Upon hearing this, Mu Beiting’s eyes turned cold, lips tightly pressed, a glint of coldness flashing through his eyes.

Seeing that he wasn’t talking again, Ye Anxin couldn’t help but call out, "Hey!"

Without thinking, Mu Beiting directly replied, "He’s not available!"

"Oh, in that case, never mind!" Ye Anxin didn’t suspect anything, continuing, "Co back early tonight, I’ll wait for you to have dinner together!"

Mu Beiting responded, "Okay!"

Ye Anxin asked, "Shall I hang up now?"

"Mm!" Mu Beiting just softly humd a response. It wasn’t until Ye Anxin hung up the call from the other side that he put away his phone.

Mu Beiting turned around, and just as he placed his phone on the desk, soone pushed the office door open from outside.

Yan Qinghan walked in with a smile like a spring breeze, glancing at the phone Mu Beiting had just placed on the desk, and teased, "Oh... making a call?"

Mu Beiting didn’t answer, returning to his office chair to continue discussing business with Pete.

Yan Qinghan sat on the leather couch in Mu Beiting’s office, crossing one leg over the other, rubbing his chin with his right hand, and cunningly rolling his eyes, "Let guess, who were you just on the phone with?"

Mu Beiting still ignored him.

Yan Qinghan confidently said, "Judging by your flirty look, it was definitely from your little wife."

Mu Beiting remained silent, treating him as invisible.

"Ah! Truly, you’re forsaking friends for love! I called you at least ten tis earlier, and you didn’t pick up even once. Just now, I could still deceive myself into thinking you didn’t hear it, but now... tsk tsk tsk... I’m hurt here...!" Saying this, Yan Qinghan exaggeratedly covered the part of his chest where his heart was, "It hurts!"

Seeing his exaggerated expression and listening to those lanted words, Pete couldn’t help but burst out laughing with a ’pff’ sound. Only when he received Mu Beiting’s warning glance did he pull back his face, forcibly holding in his laughter.

Mu Beiting gave him a cold glance, "If you have sothing to say, say it. If not, get lost!"

Yan Qinghan rubbed his stomach, "I’m here for a free al! Yesterday, you promised that your little wife would cook for ! I deliberately skipped lunch today, just saving my appetite for your little wife’s cooking!"

Mu Beiting, without any hesitation, parted his thin lips and firmly spat out one word, "Scram!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Qinghan jumped up from the couch, "Hey, you’re burning bridges after crossing the river! I’ve helped you quite a bit when you were injured! What’s the big deal about having a al? Isn’t it just a matter of lifting a finger? How can you be so ungrateful!"

Mu Beiting raised an eyebrow, suddenly looking at Pete, "Pete, take Mr. Yan to the Roman Hotel and treat him well!"

"Um...!"

"Gah...!" Pete and Yan Qinghan both froze at the sa ti, for a mont thinking they had heard it wrong.

Yan Qinghan stared intently at Mu Beiting’s handso face, inspecting him back and forth.

He could swear sothing was up with this guy! Before, it was always the two of them going out to eat, but today, he was suddenly sending Pete with him for no apparent reason, clearly trying to ditch him!

Sothing’s definitely up, there’s totally sothing wrong here!

With that thought, Yan Qinghan smiled slightly, "Alright, Pete and I will go out to eat, and you? Care to join us?"

Mu Beiting didn’t even lift his head, "I have my arrangents!"

"Alright then, Pete and I will go out for lunch, do as you please!" Yan Qinghan gave a sly smile, pulling Pete along as they headed out.