Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten (Book 1)

421-425

His gentleness, his dominance, and his unreasonableness all seemed to belong to this woman.

As soon as they got into the car, Yun Xi was awakened by the sound of the car starting. She opened her eyes and looked around, then sat upright.

She rubbed her eyes, and her voice was still soft from just having woken up. "Huh? Have you finished talking?"

She glanced at the man sitting next to her. The car lights outside the window fell on his angular profile. For some inexplicable reason, she felt extremely secure.

"I've finished talking. Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat."

Yun Xi nodded. She was feeling very hungry, so she directly proposed, "Let's go eat hot pot!"

Mu Feichi gave Qi Yuan an address. He then turned on the car lights, looked through the drawers to find disinfectant and Band-Aids, and took care of the wound on her neck.

After putting on the Band-Aid, Mu Feichi held Yun Xi's chin and turned her head to face him.

Upon seeing that she had hurt herself again, he had a worried expression on his face.

"Why didn't you hide when the plates were being thrown at you? Did your brain run away from home?"

"A little injury doesn't matter, and I got even with her. Han Qin's leg burns are much more serious than my little cut, and they won't get better for at least ten days."

"Why did you get into an argument with her anyway?"

Mu Feichi calmly let go of her and patted her cheek. "If the impact or angle of the flying shards had been slightly different, what would've happened to your face?"

"..." When his cool fingertips caressed her cheeks, Yun Xi suddenly remembered how her face had been disfigured by Liang Xiuqin in her previous life, and she immediately got agitated.

With shaking hands, she touched her flawless face, feeling extremely grateful and fearful.

Yes! After being reborn, her face had become flawless again, so everything could be restarted.

No matter what, she could no longer push herself into the desperate situations of her previous life.

The nightmares of her previous life had ended when she'd woken up reborn.

"Does Young Marshal Mu judge a book by its cover?" She raised her head and asked out of the blue.

Even though she knew what the answer would be, she still wanted to ask.

In her previous life, the moment Han Yaotian had seen her disfigured face, there had been undisguised fear and disdain in his eyes.

It was human nature to love beauty. If this face was ruined, she would have no future.

Mu Feichi glanced at her solemnly, then snorted cockily and raised his hand to flick her forehead.

"Before you ask me this question, you have to ask yourself first. If your face was ruined, could you yourself bear it? If even you can't bear it, what do you think others will do?"

"Oh, so Young Marshal Mu, you also judge a book by its cover."

She didn't expect that he would answer the question. Other people wouldn't have answered like that.

Mu Feichi narrowed his eyes slightly. His dark eyes were so unperturbed and tranquil that they were unsettling.

"If I wanted to marry someone of beauty, you'd have to be beautiful in the first place. Otherwise, even if you became the Mu family's Madame in the future, although when the lights are out and I'm especially horny I could turn a blind eye, if you suffered from low self-esteem, would you dare face me with that face?"