Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Many Misunderstandings
After lounging in the bathtub for half a day, Wen Shu rummaged through the closet and found a cotton-linen robe. After procrastinating and finally putting it on, she realized the neckline almost reached her navel!
She definitely couldn’t go out like this...
Thinking about the two males outside the door staring intently, her face flushed as she glanced at the animal hide.
The rain-drenched hide emitted a strong odor, making it unwearable.
However, if she recalled correctly, the bedroom should have a space set aside as a wardrobe.
Wen Shu clung to the glass door, recalling the layout of the bedroom, tightened her neckline, and darted out of the bathroom.
Meanwhile, inside the bedroom, the males were lost in thought because of her rejection. Hearing a sound, they turned their heads only to catch a glimpse of her fleeting figure.
Seeing her hurried movements, Mious pressed his lips seriously and said heavily, "Ashu has just gone through such an ordeal; we frightened her."
Hearing this, Wu Xuan’s face paled a bit, and he sat at the edge of the bed with his head down, his eyes filled with deep remorse.
For convenience, Wen Shu gathered her hair up, changed into a new outfit, and returned to the room looking refreshed.
As soon as she opened the door, she sensed a strange atmosphere in the room.
The males were dejected, but when they looked up at her, a glint of surprise flashed in their eyes.
The female wore a loose dark outfit, which made her look fresh and neat.
Her undried long hair was gathered at the back of her head, with wet strands cascading from her snow-white beautiful face to her slender neck.
In the dim light, an ambiguous water trace dripped from the tip of her hair, sliding down her rosy lower lip, onto her collarbone, and into the dark neckline...
The males’ Adam’s apples bobbed a few times, a surge of heat rushed to their abdomens, and fearing they couldn’t restrain themselves, they averted their gazes in unison.
The room sank into silence once more.
Wen Shu felt puzzled and asked, "What’s wrong with you guys?"
Could it be because she rejected them...
However, before the males could answer her question, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Wen Shu, the City Lord invites you downstairs for dinner."
Wen Shu pressed her lips together; she was a bit tired and didn’t want to go downstairs, but she couldn’t stay hungry.
"Just a moment."
She walked up to the males, hooked her arms around theirs on either side, and smiled at them, "Let’s go, time to eat downstairs."
Feeling the warmth on his arm, Mious’s heart stirred slightly. He looked up at her, his emerald eyes filled with undissolved heartache.
Wu Xuan also pressed his lips together, thinking she was pretending to be relaxed, a dull ache rising in his chest, "Ashu, I was too weak..."
Reminded of something, a heavy, dark fire flickered in his eyes as he gripped her hand tightly, gritting his teeth, "May that damn brigand never cross paths with us again!"
Seeing their serious expressions, Wen Shu was stunned for a moment before realizing they had been misunderstanding something all along.
The room was filled with a heavy atmosphere, and yet she clutched her sleeves, her scalp prickling with embarrassment.
How was she supposed to explain this?
Her eyes flickered, avoiding their gazes, but all she could think about was their regretful, dejected expressions.
Wen Shu closed her eyes helplessly, turned back to look at them, and saw their bitter faces staring intently at her, her heart tightened.
"No, I wasn’t...," she stumbled over her words, feeling an inexplicable shame, and pushed on bravely, "That brigand didn’t succeed at all."
She spoke so fast, not even caring if they fully understood, and headed straight downstairs.
Meanwhile, the males in the corridor stood stunned.
Watching her flustered back, the tension in Wu Xuan’s heart eased a bit, a bittersweet emotion rising.
So... it was a misunderstanding?
If it had been true, he couldn’t fathom how painful it would be for a female to be touched by someone she didn’t like!
"Wait for me."
Wu Xuan’s eyes turned red at the corners, recalling the female’s pale face that day. Although he hadn’t seen the situation with his own eyes, he still couldn’t help but feel heartache.
He quickly caught up to Wen Shu, hugged her tightly from behind, and sighed softly, "Ashu, as long as you’re okay..."
Following them, Mious’s eyes, however, were still cold.
His brows furrowed, his gaze falling on the side of Wen Shu’s face, reminded of the way that brigand had tried to force the female, his heart ached as if it was bleeding.
If that brigand dared to show up again, even if it cost his life, he would kill him!
Both were caught up in their complex emotions, completely unaware of Wen Shu’s face growing cold upon seeing the people by the dining table.
The brightly lit hall was filled with more than twenty Beastmen around the large white stone table.
Most importantly, among them, there were not only Bai Rong’s family but also two other familiar yet unwelcome guests.
Just as she stood still, she met a pair of blood-red eyes.
Upon seeing her change of clothes, which made her appear even snow-white and beautiful, Lucius seemed entranced, every feature tinged with a smile.
"Female..."
He straightened his back slightly, but seeing her weak body tightly embraced by the male, his eyes dropped in disappointment.
Bai Rong, noticing something amiss, hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Ashu, come take a seat."
She stood up, took Wen Shu’s hand, and patted it kindly, "Your first time home, I didn’t know what you like, so I prepared everything. Come and try."
In through one ear and out the other, Wen Shu’s gaze swept over Bai Qiao and Craig.
She noticed the tall figure of Lu Di standing between them, gently serving Bai Qiao food.
Seeing Bai Qiao’s eyes light up with surprise as they smiled at each other, pink bubbles seemed to appear between them, only Craig’s expression grew darker.
Satisfied that the situation matched her expectations, Wen Shu felt a little better, but before she realized it, she was seated next to Lucius.
"Lucius, Ashu has never been to Yasen City before, so you’ll need to show her around more often," Bai Rong instructed with a smile, Lucius giving a gentle smile in return, his gaze on Wen Shu deep, his steady voice laced with a hint of tenderness, "Rest assured, I will take good care of the female."
Their back and forth left Wen Shu’s face thoroughly cold, interrupting them directly, "No need!"
She suddenly stood up, glaring at Lucius with a cold glint in her eyes, "Lucius, I’ll warn you once more, stay away from me."
Her unmerciful words shattered the harmony at the dining table.
Lucius’s smile froze, pain flashing in his eyes at her blunt rejection, his fingers trembling as they reached out to touch her, "Female, I truly know I was wrong..."
Wen Shu shot him a cold glance, her brows tightly furrowed, silently extending her sharp claws.
But before she could act, a hand intervened, pulling her into an embrace from the waist.
Mious’s indifferent voice resounded above her, "Who do you think is your female?"
His large hand gripped the female’s waist tightly, his icy gaze pinned on Lucius, enunciating each word, "Do you even qualify?"
Mious’s surroundings were filled with a powerful intent to kill, his cold, fierce eyes like a bloodthirsty beast, ready to snap Lucius’s neck at any moment.
The bone-chilling cold silently spread, the domineering pressure of approaching Ninth Rank making it impossible for the low-level males at the table to move.
Yet Lucius remained unfazed, the corner of his lips curling as he leisurely stood up, "My female, of course, is Ashu."
His provocative gaze swept over Mious and Wu Xuan as he slowly stripped off his outer robe, revealing a muscular physique that didn’t match his demeanor.
Realizing what he intended to do, Wen Shu’s heart skipped a beat, but before she could stop him,
A dazzling black tattoo emerged from the waistband of Lucius’s pants, instantly spreading to his firm abs, covering his entire pale body.
One didn’t need to look closely to see that it was an elegant and familiar fox-shaped symbol!
The hand at her waist tightened, Wen Shu’s heart thudded, and a cool chill brushed down her back, as a materially visible resentful gaze fell upon her.
She swallowed her saliva, gripping Mious’s arm where blue veins were popping, and tried to remain calm, "Let me explain..."