After Rebirth, I Married the Great Demon King-Chapter 374: Helping You Marry Mu Chengzhu

Bang bang bang—

Under his gaze, Yun Sisi felt her heart racing wildly, as if it was about to leap out of her throat.

He was so handsome, and he had just given her such a smile.

Even though Yun Sisi was no stranger to handsome men, she had never seen anyone more striking than the man before her.

And he wasn’t just good-looking—he was capable too.

Seeing Yun Sisi’s lovestruck expression, Cheng Lie felt a trace of disgust in his heart, but outwardly, he maintained a gentle smile.

"Cheng Lie, it’s so kind of you to remember me. I heard you were injured, so I came to see you." Yun Sisi placed the fruit basket aside and pulled out an apple, preparing to peel it for Cheng Lie to eat.

Cheng Lie said, "I just finished eating. I can’t eat anymore right now."

"Alright." Yun Sisi didn’t push him.

She set the apple down and smiled at Cheng Lie. "You’re alright now, aren’t you?"

"Much better." Cheng Lie asked again, "Why are you here?"

Hearing Cheng Lie’s question, Yun Sisi suddenly felt like he wasn’t as repulsive as he had been in the past.

In the past, Cheng Lie had treated her like air; at least now, he could speak to her politely.

Yun Sisi thought to herself that she might as well not dwell on the past.

If she could make him fall for her, that would be perfect.

"I... I just heard you were unwell and was worried about you." Yun Sisi said, lowering her head, squeezing out a few tears. "Cheng Lie, you’ve suffered so much all these years."

She thought, there’s nothing more soul-stirring than understanding someone’s pain.

Right now, she was going to slowly melt Cheng Lie’s heart.

What hadn’t worked before would definitely work now.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Lie suddenly asked, "Do you still like Mu Chengzhu?"

Yun Sisi froze when she heard this, the words she had prepared suddenly tangling in her throat.

Actually, her subconscious had always been telling her that she and Mu Chengzhu were meant to be.

But Mu Chengzhu didn’t like her; he had even humiliated her in public before. Song Yang had broken up with her in a fit of anger over it.

Why was she still clinging to Mu Chengzhu? Wouldn’t it be better to find someone stronger than him?

Cheng Lie took in Yun Sisi’s conflicted gaze. He knew that she couldn’t let go of Mu Chengzhu.

His thin lips curved slightly, this time with a hint of barely discernible cruelty: "I can help you marry Mu Chengzhu."

Yun Sisi’s eyes widened. "What did you say?"

She hadn’t expected Cheng Lie to be so blunt—so blunt, in fact, that she was somewhat moved.

Cheng Lie looked at her steadily. "I’ll give you three seconds to think about it."

Yun Sisi had originally intended to win Cheng Lie over, but she hadn’t anticipated being tempted by the condition he offered.

She wanted to play hard to get, but Cheng Lie was counting down.

Without leaving her any time to think, Yun Sisi blurted out, "I’ll do it!"

What was there to refuse?

Actually, she was more familiar with Mu Chengzhu. In her dreams, the two of them had lived a smooth and happy life in a past incarnation. Given that, compared to Cheng Lie, although enticing, she knew he was definitely dangerous.

Mu Chengzhu was naturally the better choice.

When Cheng Lie heard her agreement, he said, "I’ll make your wish come true."

Yun Sisi still hesitated. "But what if he doesn’t want to?"

"I’ll make him want to."

Cheng Lie’s words inexplicably calmed Yun Sisi. She knew that whatever he said, he would deliver.

It was just that he would have to deal with Mu Chengzhu—but that didn’t matter. If she could end up with Mu Chengzhu, anything was acceptable.

After Yun Sisi left, Cheng Lie instructed Zhao Pan to throw away the fruit she had brought.

Thinking about what was to come, he couldn’t help but smile.

Originally, he had been pondering how to take on Mu Chengzhu. Since Yun Sisi had delivered herself to his doorstep, it was perfect—he’d start with Yun Sisi.

The next morning, Yun Shifei prepared to deliver something she had finished making the previous night to Mu Chengzhu.

It was a very small and exquisitely crafted sachet.

In her past life, she had also made Mu Chengzhu a sachet, which she suspected he later threw away.

Now, she was bringing it to him in person.

She knocked on the Mu Family’s door, and after a while, the door opened. Mu Jiayu saw Yun Shifei standing at the entrance, her eyes widening like saucers.

"Why are you here?"

"Is your brother home? I came to see him."

Hearing that Yun Shifei was looking for Mu Chengzhu, Mu Jiayu’s face darkened with disgust. "You’re looking for my brother? My brother won’t see you."

Yun Shifei curved her lips. "Really? Aren’t you afraid that if your brother finds out you blocked me at the door, he’ll be upset?"

At the mention of Mu Chengzhu being upset, Mu Jiayu couldn’t help but shiver.

Since Mu Chengzhu had resolved the family’s crisis, he had become the Sect Leader of the Mu Family.

And Mu Jiayu had noticed that the brother she remembered as kind was now changing.

The siblings were no longer as close as they’d once been, and Mu Jiayu had become somewhat afraid of Mu Chengzhu.

Hearing Yun Shifei’s words, Mu Jiayu hesitated but didn’t move.

She knew well that Mu Chengzhu liked Yun Shifei.

Yun Shifei said, "Could you call your brother? I’ll wait right here."

Despite her reluctance, Mu Jiayu went upstairs to inform Mu Chengzhu.

Mu Chengzhu was surprised to hear that Yun Shifei had come to see him.

Recalling what she had once told him—a trump card, of sorts—he pressed his lips together. Was she here because of that?

He couldn’t think of anything Yun Shifei might hold over him, so he calmly agreed to meet her.

As he stepped outside, he saw Yun Shifei waiting for him.

Next to her stood a peach tree, which, while not in bloom this season, had sprouted leaves, casting her in the light like a woodland sprite.

She had her head down, focusing intently on something in her hands.

Mu Chengzhu’s heart softened inexplicably.

It had been so long since he’d seen such a scene. The last time must have been in his past life.

Back then, she often came to his home looking for him.

But at the time, he had only felt impatience. He never felt, as he did now, his heart skip at the sight of her.

Yun Shifei, hearing movement, looked up and saw Mu Chengzhu. Her lips tilted upward. "I knew you’d come out to see me."

Mu Chengzhu knew it must have been Mu Jiayu giving her a hard time again.

His sister genuinely loathed Yun Shifei—she loathed her in their previous life, and she loathed her even more now.

But it didn’t matter.

"Why are you here?" Mu Chengzhu asked.

Yun Shifei stepped forward and handed him the sachet she had made. "For you."

Mu Chengzhu inspected the sachet. It had intricate embroidery—or rather, upon closer examination, the embroidery was a bit rough. It was evident the person who had made it lacked refined skill.

The scene before him overlapped with one from their past life.

But back then, she had looked at him with eyes full of adoration.

Now, her gaze was distant and indifferent.