She heaved a long sigh of relief and tried to move her body with some difficulty. This was when she noticed the swelling around her inner thighs and close to her pelvis.
Why is it so painful?
She started to recall hazily their wanton night, and this made her face turn beet red.
Frowning, she unfolded the quilt and tried to get out of the bed with her wobbling thighs.
Her whole body ached terribly, and she could hardly hold herself up.
Holding onto the side table for support, she took a deep breath to calm her pounding heart before she entered the bathroom to wash up.
From the mirror and her periphery, she caught sight of a bright red mark on the side of her nape. She lifted her bathrobe neckline and shockingly discovered an intersperse of bruises and hickeys all over her body.
That man had been aggressive in bed more than usual.
Once she finished washing up, she put on a fresh set of clothes and stepped out of the bedroom.
There was a row of servants waiting for her respectfully outside the door.
"Miss Yun, good morning!"
Their synchronized greeting startled her.
Stunned for a moment, she proceeded to survey the area and noted a line of politely smiling servants in uniforms standing next to the door.
"You are…" She subconsciously straightened her collar and hastily put her hands behind her back to cover his hickeys as much as possible.
"Master has left the house; lunch has been prepared for you."
At the dining table, she eyed the delectable spread before her without any appetite. She found the food to be tasteless as she munched on it mechanically.
The Mu residence.
When Mu Yazhe stepped into the house, he could see his grandfather sitting at his usual seat with his walking stick next to him. Mu Wanrou, who was beside the elderly man, was gently kneading his shoulders.
Mu Sheng's face sank the moment he saw his grandson. His terrifying, hawk-like eyes fixated on the young man angrily.
The man's lips hooked into a smile. "Grandpa."
His grandfather, meanwhile, fumed. Knocking the cane against the floor several times, he lambasted, "You still dared to regard me as your grandpa?!" A ferocious gust of violent anger blasted on the young chap's face.
Standing at the doorway, a gleam zapped across his eyes when his periphery fell onto Mu Wanrou.
His sharp gaze terrified her so much her shoulders cowered timidly.
The old man continued while he tried to keep his anger in check. "I heard that you've been back to the country since last night, but you didn't come home. Where did you go?"
His gaze falling on the old man again, he said with much composure, "Grandpa, I'm back here to announce something."
"You answer me first!"
It was apparent that the old man's anger had not subsided yet. Without waiting to hear another word from his grandson, he threw a magazine at him.
He did not attempt to catch the flying object.
The magazine hit the floor with its cover facing up. It was a picture the media had shot at Huanyu's annual gala.
In this image, a splendid Yun Shishi was seen turning her head with a smile. It was just a side-profile, but it captured all her stunning glamor.
"Who is this woman?!"
He swept the picture with a cold glance, retracted his eyes, and then kept his silence.
Mu Wanrou quickly leaned over and coaxed the old man. "Grandpa, don't be angry! This is just a starlet from the show business. Is there a need for you to flare up over an ordinary actress?"
"Wanrou, I'm feeling sorry for you!" Mu Sheng sighed and covered her hand with his wrinkled hand. "What's so good about that woman? She's just an actress! As the saying goes, nothing good ever comes out from prostitutes and actresses. These actresses from the entertainment field are only looking at us for fame and fortune! This kind of woman won't be allowed into the Mu family!"