A Rich Young Woman Determined to Collect Debts Only Wants to Stick Close to Her Husband

The more she thought about it, the more she felt she was at a disadvantage. Mu Zibai had seen her whole body, but she hadn't seen his! It was such a loss, she couldn't stand it, she had to make up for it!

Yikes! This thought is so embarrassing, but also so exciting.

Wenren Lingmeng covered her flushed cheeks, her mind a chaotic mess with all sorts of thoughts, making her feel increasingly abnormal.

She remembered her past self, who only read books and gazed at the moon when she had free time. What a demure girl she used to be.

Now, she was constantly having these messy thoughts. Was she turning into a bad girl?

She shook her head, trying to push those thoughts away, and continued to recall the recent past.

She touched her lips with her fingers, remembering Mu Zibai's kiss just now. She had miraculously woken up, just like the fairy tale he had told her.

Everything was so magical. Although she didn't know what Mu Zibai had given her to drink, she knew clearly that she had woken up because of him.

Her first kiss was gone just like that, and she felt it was a loss. Staring at Mu Zibai, she wondered if she should kiss him back.

Her resolve grew stronger. She had to kiss him back. Mu Zibai had looked at her and kissed her, while she had done nothing. What a huge loss!

Wenren Lingmeng's heart felt extremely unbalanced, like a wealthy loan shark eager to collect some interest.

She carefully lowered her head, attempting to do so. It was clumsy. She was afraid of disturbing Mu Zibai, not wanting him to know, and sneakily tried to collect her interest.

"How long has it been?" Mu Zibai opened his eyes, unsure how long he had slept, only knowing that he had slept very soundly that night.

"Not long. It's not even dawn yet. Won't you sleep a bit longer?" Wenren Lingmeng said softly.

"No need. I'm not sleepy. I just needed a short rest. How about you?"

"I'm not sleepy either. I've slept long enough these past six months. I don't want to sleep anymore. I want to see properly."

Despite her immense shyness, Wenren Lingmeng looked directly at Mu Zibai, her eyes full of affection.

Yes, Wenren Lingmeng had slept for so long. Now, she just wanted to truly see the world and the person in front of her.

"Were you just watching me the whole time I was asleep?" Mu Zibai asked, staring at Wenren Lingmeng with a smile.

Wenren Lingmeng looked guilty, avoiding his gaze. "No way! Who would watch you the whole time? Definitely not me."

"Really not?" Mu Zibai asked suspiciously.

"Absolutely not," Wenren Lingmeng stated firmly. How could she admit something so embarrassing?

Mu Zibai thought for a moment and said, "Then why do I feel like someone just kissed me? Who do you think it was?"

Wenren Lingmeng's face instantly turned red, all the way to her ears.

She stammered, "No way. You were asleep. You must have been dreaming. No one kissed you."

"So, it was just me being muddled then," Mu Zibai nodded thoughtfully.

Staring at the beautiful woman before him, this woman he was 'meeting' for the first time, Mu Zibai's heart was filled with mixed emotions.

Mu Zibai had once wondered what Wenren Lingmeng would be like when she woke up, and how their reunion would be.

Would she recognize him? Would she forget him? Or would she not know him at all? Would her first action upon waking be to push him away?

Points had already moved down his priority list. It was no longer the most important thing for Mu Zibai to interact with Wenren Lingmeng; it was his feelings for her.

He cared about her opinion of him, whether he could hold a place in her heart.

Fortunately, Wenren Lingmeng remembered him. She remembered everything about him, his constant companionship day and night. Mu Zibai felt immensely relieved. Everything was good.

"Why are you looking at me like that, husband?" Wenren Lingmeng pursed her lips, feeling a little shy under Mu Zibai's gaze.

"Our wife is so beautiful, I can never get tired of looking," Mu Zibai said with a smile.

"Who's your wife?" Wenren Lingmeng shyly turned her head away.

"You are. What, don't you want to be?"

"Of course I do," Wenren Lingmeng pouted and asked shyly, "How beautiful am I?"

Mu Zibai thought for a moment and replied, "When you were asleep, you were a beauty from a painting. Now that you're awake, you're a fairy who has stepped out of the painting."

Wenren Lingmeng was overjoyed. In Mu Zibai's eyes, am I really that beautiful? she thought gleefully.

Mu Zibai smiled and asked, "Then what do you think of your husband? Am I worthy of you?"

"Me?"

She didn't answer immediately, instead pondering, drawing out the suspense.

Finally, she just gave a sweet smile, not answering, leaving Mu Zibai to guess.

"Are you going to tell me or not?" Mu Zibai moved closer.

Wenren Lingmeng, like a frightened kitten, retreated into the quilt, leaning back and wrapping herself up tightly.

"No~"

She said in a soft voice.

Mu Zibai smiled gently. "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I'll go call Xiao E and the others. You're awake, this is big news! Everyone will be very happy."

Mu Zibai got up, ready to share the good news with everyone.

During Wenren Lingmeng's coma, so many people had worked tirelessly, genuinely concerned for her. If they knew she was awake, they would be incredibly excited.

Wenren Lingmeng held Mu Zibai's hand. Mu Zibai looked back at her, asking, "What's wrong?"

From her expression, it seemed she didn't want them to know yet, and she appeared a bit uneasy.

Perhaps it was because they hadn't seen each other for so long; she was nervous.

Mu Zibai understood her feelings and lay back down. Wenren Lingmeng hesitated for a moment, then pulled the blanket over Mu Zibai before carefully moving closer to him.

She gently rested her head on his chest, just as she had when he was in a vegetative state, always lying on his chest like this, listening to his heartbeat, thump-thump.

It was peaceful and serene, making Wenren Lingmeng feel safe and comforted.

Mu Zibai looked at the beauty resting on his chest. It would be a lie to say he wasn't moved. He carefully wrapped his arm around Wenren Lingmeng's slender waist, but she swatted his hand away.

He awkwardly withdrew his hand, his face a mask of upright integrity, and sighed, "You can burn down the district, but I can't even light a lamp."

[Clang! Points +35]

Mu Zibai: "!!!"

The base points had reached a terrifying thirty-five. Had they increased so quickly? As expected, the more intimate the action, the faster the base points grew. So that means...!

A wicked thought crossed his mind.

"I think... I'll tell them later," Wenren Lingmeng said softly.

"Okay," Mu Zibai nodded. How could he refuse such a reason? Of course, Mu Zibai assured himself, it was one hundred percent for the sake of accumulating points, absolutely no other thoughts involved.

Just want to touch, definitely no bad intentions!

"I want to talk with you more."

Wenren Lingmeng leaned against Mu Zibai's chest. Right now, all she wanted was to talk with him. She had so many things she wanted to say, but she didn't know where to begin. A thousand words couldn't compare to the quiet of this moment.

Once her father, mother, brothers, and sisters knew she was awake, they would surely have a lot to say to her, especially her father. He would never stop talking, crying and lamenting.

It was the same when she was in a vegetative state; whenever her father came to talk to her, he would stay for hours, crying and sighing mournfully.

At first, her father's attitude touched her deeply, and she was grateful. It was wonderful to have such a doting father.

But later, when Mu Zibai arrived, every time her father came over, he acted like a child, and her husband had to leave. Wenren Lingmeng couldn't even snuggle with her husband.

Wenren Lanzhang, a thousand miles away, sneezed again. The cotton-padded jacket today wasn't warm at all; it felt like it was letting in drafts. He'd have to get a new one tomorrow.

Wenren Lingmeng looked at Mu Zibai, wanting to spend some quiet time with him while she had the chance.

She wished time could stop at this moment. This was perhaps what the books described as "the gentleman is willing, and the lady is willing," a mutual affection.

"You always knew what was happening outside?" Mu Zibai asked with a gentle smile, admiring the beauty before him. This beauty was captivating, and he could look at her forever.

"Mhmm," Wenren Lingmeng buried her head in his embrace, feeling very dependent. She had initially thought she wouldn't be able to rely on Mu Zibai so much after waking up.

But clearly, she had been proven wrong. She just wanted to snuggle with her husband.

Suddenly, remembering certain things, her gaze turned resentful. "You grabbed my hand as soon as you came up, and you called it checking my pulse. I don't believe you."

She looked at him as if she had seen right through him, completely understanding his intentions.

Although her heart had indeed raced instinctively at first, who would keep holding someone's hand after checking their pulse? He had kept holding it afterward.

This scoundrel had clearly found an excuse to touch her hand.

Mu Zibai awkwardly scratched his head and explained, "Don't spout nonsense. Your husband, I..."

"Then tell me why."

Wenren Lingmeng proudly lifted her small head, looking smug, as if she had Mu Zibai figured out, a little bit proud.

Hmph, he's still pretending after I've seen through him. Let's see how he explains this.

A scoundrel is a scoundrel.

Mu Zibai smiled and took Wenren Lingmeng's hand, saying, "This is clearly your fault, my dear wife."

Wenren Lingmeng: "?"

"You touched my hand and said it was my fault? Clearly, it's your fault."

Wenren Lingmeng looked at Mu Zibai with confusion, wanting to see how he would explain. If he couldn't explain it clearly, she might make him kneel on a washboard.

"How can it not be your fault? Who told you, my dear wife, to be so beautiful? I was deeply captivated by your beauty."

Mu Zibai said with a smile.

After hearing this, Wenren Lingmeng thought about it carefully. It seemed Mu Zibai had a point. She comfortably accepted his words. Come to think of it, it really was her fault.

Who told her to be so beautiful?

Although she didn't know how many people had called her beautiful, and she knew she was beautiful – it was a universally acknowledged fact, not her boasting – why did it feel so good when Mu Zibai said it? She even wondered if he truly thought she was beautiful. Her heart felt so happy.

This was the first time she cared so much about someone's opinion of her appearance.

I've changed my name. Recently, people have been calling me something like "Wife-Acquisition Flow." I'm speechless. My name just happens to contain the words "wife acquisition." Fundamentally, it's different from the "Wife-Acquisition Flow" genre. To avoid confusion, I've changed it. It's not as nice as before, but it's a necessary move to prevent misunderstandings.

Also, I originally wanted to add more chapters to thank the rewards, but the later parts became a bit explicit. Although I am upright and a proper person, I'm afraid of being reported and misleading readers with fantasies. I'm revising it now. Sigh, I'm also refining the outline. And who says the story ends when the female lead wakes up?

Can't I just poison her again and keep accumulating points? (Wicked smile) (:3"∠)