Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite-Chapter 113: Competing for Favor

Wen Nanxi and the others heard the noise and looked towards the door.

When they saw Su Muyao’s figure, Wen Nanxi’s eyes reddened.

Like a fleeting shadow, Wen Nanxi stood in front of Su Muyao.

He examined her closely, ensuring she was unharmed.

No one knew how much he had missed her these past few days.

She had always been by his side, so perhaps he lacked a deep understanding of the feeling of longing.

But in these few days, he realized how torturous it is to miss someone.

He was even more afraid she wouldn’t come back.

The feeling of being worried sick was too painful.

He was going crazy.

Wen Nanxi’s gentle eyes locked onto Su Muyao’s face, and he whispered hoarsely, "It’s good that you’re back!"

As long as she came back!

From now on, he wouldn’t let her leave his side no matter what.

He couldn’t stand these days without seeing her.

Wen Nanxi embraced her, ignoring the others present, burying his head in her neck, absorbing the fragrant scent from her.

It seemed like this was the only way he could feel his heart starting to live again.

In fact, Su Muyao missed Wen Nanxi too, so she hurried back.

Now, smelling the fresh bamboo-like subtle fragrance on Wen Nanxi, she felt familiar and at ease.

She admittedly had a bit of a fledgling sentimentality.

Unconsciously, she had come to view this place where she had just ended up after traveling as her home.

After being away from home for a long time, she would also long for it.

Su Muyao said softly, "Yes, I’m back!"

She could feel at this moment how tightly Wen Nanxi held her.

His arms were trembling slightly.

This stirred a sense of guilt in Su Muyao’s heart.

"Sorry for worrying you."

Wen Nanxi gently stroked her hair with one hand, saying, "Don’t say sorry."

"No matter what you do, I will support you."

"As long as you’re happy."

"Just remember to come home, I can’t... I can’t lose you!"

Wen Nanxi’s voice carried a faint imperceptible fragility.

This version of Wen Nanxi, Su Muyao had never seen before.

Su Muyao proactively reached out to hug him, saying, "No, this is my home, you are my Beast Husband."

It was Su Muyao’s first time saying such words, acknowledging that Wen Nanxi was her Beast Husband.

This meant that Su Muyao had accepted Wen Nanxi as her Beast Husband from her heart.

Such a simple sentence, yet it moved and reassured Wen Nanxi more than any other words.

Wen Nanxi slightly released her, gazing down with gentle eyes at her with a lingering infatuated look.

His eyes were filled with affection, almost brimming with water.

Hua Linye initially hurried toward his wife, unexpectedly arriving a beat too late.

He felt that at this moment, his wife’s gaze was entirely on Wen Nanxi, filling his heart with a sour emotion.

He whispered hoarsely, "Wife, I missed you so much!"

"I’m afraid you’ll stop wanting me."

As he spoke, Hua Linye’s fox-like eyes lingered over Su Muyao, seeming to flicker with flame, somewhat hot.

Yet, the words expressed seemed to convey a sense of low mood.

Su Muyao hurriedly said, "How could that be? Here I am back, aren’t I?"

Xiao Jihan sighed lightly, his clear voice tinged with hidden emotions, "It’s good that nothing happened to the wife."

"With the wife not at home, I could hardly control my cold symptoms."

"Fearing that if the time grows long without seeing the wife, I might even lose my life."

Indeed, it seemed like that; unable to eat or rest properly, life itself seemed in jeopardy.

Hearing these words, Su Muyao quickly emerged from Wen Nanxi’s embrace to check Xiao Jihan’s pulse.

Hua Linye looked surprised at Xiao Jihan.

Since when did the silent Xiao Jihan also learn to compete for affection?

When did he claim he was near death, worrying their wife to the point of holding his hand for a pulse check?

Wasn’t he thinking of leaving?

Did this mean he was not leaving anymore?

A scheming wolf!

Su Muyao checked Xiao Jihan’s pulse, realizing his cold symptoms did worsen.

"Why is your spirit so agitated, rising to the point of triggering your cold symptoms?"

Su Muyao looked at Xiao Jihan’s mental state, somewhat incredulous.

Usually, Xiao Jihan’s temperament was the coldest and calmest, like frost, his emotions always in check.

Others might easily grow agitated, but not him.

So what had he gone through?

Xiao Jihan’s clear eyes were like a luminous pearl in the night, giving off a shine like plum blossoms in winter, mingling with a hint of flamboyance, somewhat captivating.

He softly said, "Perhaps it was longing for the wife, after not seeing her these past few days."

Upon hearing these words suddenly, Su Muyao’s heart skipped a beat.

Xiao Jihan... how could he say such a thing?

Would he miss her?

As Xiao Jihan looked at her expression, he realized she didn’t believe his words.

His eyes and gaze lowered slightly, with some self-mockery in his heart.

Was he too passive before, such that the wife couldn’t discern his thoughts?

Xiao Jihan coughed lightly, "Cough, it’s my fault, causing difficulty for the wife."

Seeing Xiao Jihan like this, Su Muyao also couldn’t bear to say anything harsh.

She spoke to comfort him, "No... nothing of the sort!"

"I was just taken aback, quite surprised."

She always thought Xiao Jihan rather disliked her.

Even if not, it was just about maintaining a peaceful coexistence, treating each other courteously.

No sense of longing whatsoever.

That’s why she was surprised.

Mei Qingchen at this moment felt incredibly irritable; did Su Muyao not even glance at him?

These past few days, he felt on the verge of madness, his mind filled with her image, simply bizarre.

Mei Qingchen’s phoenix eyes turned up in a mesmerizing cold smile, "Xiao Jihan, you’re nothing but a wolf, so weak."

"Wife, look at me; these days, I’ve been waiting at home for your return."

"Reckoning time, the letters I sent my parents should have reached them by now; surely, the Chen Family is already done."

"Anything else the wife needs me to do, I will also fulfill."

Mei Qingchen spoke these words to Su Muyao, his phoenix eyes curving in a mesmerizing arc, bright and radiant.

As if eager to display himself.

At this moment, Xie Guixue’s cool, gentle voice softly called out, "Wife!"

The word wife made everyone present abruptly look at him.

Each gaze carried a chilling, perilous glint.

Mei Qingchen clenched his teeth and fist, saying, "Wife, are just anyone allowed to call you their wife now?"

Wen Nanxi’s gentle eyes deepened, becoming obscure and dark, like a whirlpool, seemingly able to consume the entire starry sky.

In a moment, he suppressed his internal emotions, resuming his enchanting, gentle appearance, "Wife, are you not going to explain to us?"

Why leave for a few days, and return with someone calling her their wife?

Su Muyao coughed a few times, not daring to meet everyone’s eyes.

"Well, let me introduce everyone; this is my recently acquired Beast Husband, named Xie Guixue."

"He’s in poor health, so I brought him back to recuperate."

Wen Nanxi’s eyes glinted with a trace of pain; he suppressed the turbulent undercurrents in his heart, speaking hoarsely, "Does the wife still honor the promise made to me before?"