Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today-Chapter 111 - Decision 1_1

Chapter 111: Chapter 111 Decision 1_1

Chapter 111 -111 Decision 1_1

This recognition traced a line of heartache across Su Wanxia’s heart.

Choice?

He didn’t know that she had no choice at all.

Her fate had been firmly grasped in his mother’s hands for six years now.

She wanted to break free, but she couldn’t overcome the obsession to be close to him, and ultimately, she placed herself at the edge of a cliff.

She stared steadily at that tall and solitary figure, curbing the impulse to rush forward and embrace him, then silently turned around and left without a sound.

By mid-October, the first snow of the winter finally arrived.

The indigo sky scattered goose feather-like snowflakes that danced about, pure white and sparkling, delicate and transparent.

Like petals of white lotus floating in the vast sky with the wind.

Su Wanxia stood by the window, her gaze hazy as she blankly stared at the light snowflakes falling from the sky.

Recently, she seemed to especially enjoy spacing out, possibly because she wasn’t working, with nothing to do, so she would find herself staring blankly at an object or a corner from time to time.

A burst of cold wind came through, and the drifting snowflakes suddenly followed the wind, twirling towards the inside of the window.

Flakes of snow playfully landed on her face, in her hair.

She suddenly felt a sense of clarity in her mind.

The irritations that had weighed on her seemed to fade quite a bit in recent days.

These days, she hadn’t visited the Mu Group; Meng Can called to say he went back to F City to visit his family, and Wen Lingya was probably back at her post by now.

She couldn’t help but sigh softly, what should she do?

An elegant melody interrupted her thoughts.

She turned, saw her phone lighting up at the bedside, moved over to the bed, and reached for it.

“Yirou?”

“Wanxia, my family actually received an invitation today, I’m so excited, it’s definitely thanks to you, gorgeous,” Yan Yirou exclaimed excitedly over the phone.

Su Wanxia was puzzled, an invitation? Thanks to her?

“What are you talking about, Yirou, I don’t understand what you’re saying?”

“Keep pretending, but Mu Yingchen has done a good job this time, huh? Knowing to invite your best sisters to his birthday party, he’s really finding ways to please you, oh my, I’m so envious,” Yan Yirou continued to chatter non-stop on the phone.

Upon hearing her words, Su Wanxia was stunned in place.

Birthday party?

Oh yes, it was supposed to be his birthday. How could she have forgotten such an important thing?

“In the past, didn’t you go to his birthdays?”

“Oh, right, you don’t know yet, Mu Yingchen doesn’t have one every year, he probably finds it troublesome, so he only sends out invitations once every three years and holds a party.”

“Oh, I see,” Su Wanxia murmured softly, she really hadn’t known this.

“Yeah, last time it was his birthday, we didn’t get to go.”

“The scene must have been splendid; it’s so great that we can join in the fun this year.”

“Yeah, hehe,” but Su Wanxia wasn’t as happy as Yan Yirou.

Because she hadn’t received his birthday invitation.

And besides, many people would surely attend his birthday party, so whether or not she should go was still undecided.

“Wanxia, make sure you dress up beautifully that day; you’ll absolutely outshine everyone else.”

“Just make sure you dress yourself up nicely,” Su Wanxia joked.

“That’s a must, maybe I’ll meet the one meant for me in my life, what do you think?”

“Yes, that’s right, that’s right,” Su Wanxia replied helplessly.

“Haha, I won’t keep you any longer then, I’m still at work.”

“Yeah, bye~”

After hanging up, Su Wanxia leaned against the window again.

His birthday—should she go after all?

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Should she give him a gift?

So hesitant—

The weather was bitterly cold, and for a lazy person like Su Wanxia, it was even more reason not to go outside. If she wasn’t burrowing in bed, sleeping in, she was nestled on the living room couch, either staring at her cellphone or studying her favorite architecture albums.

Before she knew it, it was the day before Mu Yingchen’s birthday.

And she still had not received his birthday invitation.

Her heart felt a faint sense of loss.

So, she decided not to dwell on it any longer. That way, she wouldn’t have to worry about whether or not to go.

That evening, she lay lethargically in her warm and comfortable bed, holding her phone and spacing out, watching the time approach 00:00.

Suddenly, she opened the messaging app and quickly typed out a message: Happy Birthday!

After hesitating for a long time, she ultimately deleted the words one by one and then threw her phone aside, furrowing her brows and closing her eyes.

The next day was dreary, the previously snow-stopped sky looked as if it would start snowing again.

In the afternoon, just past two, she was curled up on the couch watching TV when Mu Chuyang arrived.

He brought with him an exquisitely luxurious invitation.

Without looking, she knew what this was.

“Wanxia, although I don’t know what happened between you and my brother lately, I still hope you can come to his birthday party,” Mu Chuyang said seriously as he looked at Su Wanxia.

Because they could all see that the person his brother most hoped would come was Su Wanxia.

“Eight o’clock in the evening, don’t be late.”

After saying that, Mu Chuyang didn’t wait for Su Wanxia to respond and turned to leave.

She stood in the doorway, holding the invitation card in a daze.

When she didn’t have it, she felt lost.

But now that it had been delivered, she felt the hesitation creeping in again.

“Xiaxia, if you want to go, just go,” Su Wanxia’s mother said as she unexpectedly appeared behind her.

Su Wanxia turned around, her mother’s gentle and accepting gaze reminded her of that damned contract.

“Mom, there will be so many people, I’d rather not go,” her voice was tinged with bitterness.

“Xiaxia,” her mother looked at her with compassion.

“Mom, I’m going upstairs, don’t call me for dinner tonight.” After saying that, she headed upstairs.

If one looked closely, they could see that her hand gripping the invitation was trembling.

When she reached her bedroom, she shut the door and curled up in a corner of the couch.

She wrapped herself in a blanket and stayed motionless on the couch, lost in thought.

She didn’t know how long she had been there before her phone rang again.

Only then did she snap back to reality and picked up her phone, hesitating for a moment.

“Manhui–”

“Are you going tonight?”

Su Wanxia was silent for a short while, then whispered, “Not going.”

Jian Manhui paused but didn’t ask further, simply acknowledging softly.

She wanted to say something comforting, but words escaped her, feeling that anything she would say would be in vain.

No sooner had Jian Manhui hung up, than Yan Yirou’s call came in: “Wanxia, have you lost your mind? How can you not go to Mu Yingchen’s birthday party?”

“Is your brain filled with porridge?” Yan Yirou didn’t hold back, unleashing a torrent of anger at Su Wanxia.

Her eyes dimmed further as Su Wanxia replied in a low voice, “Yirou, you guys go and have fun.”

“But you–” Yan Yirou had only gotten halfway through her sentence.

Su Wanxia immediately cut her off.

“I have something else to do, let’s not talk about this now, goodbye—” saying this, she hung up.

Almost unwittingly, she glanced at the time; it was already 7:10.

She held her forehead with both hands, her arms propped on her knees, staring at the patterns on the couch, her gaze becoming vacant—