Chapter 41: My Entire Brain Is Only Filled With You, Alright?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Mu Chenyan recalled that Wen Ya had gotten married to Yuan Zhe, the Yuan Family’s second son, almost four years ago.
If that incident had not happened, then she and Wen Ya would have spent two years together as sisters-in-law.
Back then, Wen Ya had outshone the other young ladies of the aristocratic families. Not to mention, while studying abroad, Wen Ya had been one of Mu Chenyan’s few friends!
Shortly after returning home, Wen Ya had suddenly announced that she would be marrying the Yuan Family’s second son, Yuan Zhe. Mu Chenyan had struggled to comprehend this for the longest time.
In terms of talent, Wen Ya was no less brilliant than her. Yuan Zhe, on the other hand, was slick and sly, and had a violent temperament, so she could not understand why Wen Ya would choose such a partner!
Although Yuan Tian could not accompany her, having Wen Ya as company would be nice too.
After all, they had once been close to each other, it’s just that Wen Ya had been keeping her distance ever since she had gotten married.
She had been back for some time now, but was often cooped up at home, so there were hardly any opportunities for them to catch up. Thus, it seemed that the banquet would be a perfect opportunity!
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When Yuan Xuan came home, he did not see Mu Chenyan on the first and second floor.
Ah Fu approached him and reported that Fifth Miss had come by in the afternoon and had already left, but Young Mistress had not come down from the third floor since then.
Yuan Xuan did not bother to change his clothes and hurriedly went upstairs to see his woman.
Mu Chenyan was hugging a French version of the novel, ‘The Count of Monte Cristo,’ and lying on a rattan chair. She was wrapped in a long velvet blanket and had fallen asleep!
Yuan Xuan retrieved the book from her arms as a smile flashed through his eyes.
Mu Chenyan’s status as a socialite did not rely solely on her beautiful appearance.
While studying abroad in the university in the UK, Mu Chenyan’s excellent spoken English had placed her in the limelight amongst the circle of Chinese students in the university. Mu Chenyan’s figure could always be spotted in various public speaking compet.i.tions held throughout the semester.
Yan Mei herself liked French movies and the romance of the country, so Mu Chenyan had no doubt been influenced by her mother since young and had thus learned to speak fluent French!
She even considered learning French as her second language one of her hobbies.
Mu Chenyan had read many French novels. Because of this, she had started a book club in her faculty, in which the dean of Mu Chenyan’s faculty frequently partic.i.p.ated…
It looked like she was still the same as before, making sure to maintain the habit of reading original French pieces. In Yuan Xuan’s eyes, she still looked like the old Mu Chenyan who had constantly carried a book as she tailed him around, chattering non-stop as she did so!
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“Brother Xuan, don’t you think that if Hamlet had not chosen revenge, he’d have lead a better life…”
Mu Chenyan’s brain back then was filled with peculiar ideas.
After finished reading a book, she would always try to modify it and view things from her own perspective.
“I don’t think so.”
Yuan Xuan’s expression would be indifferent as he could not really be bothered about her opinions. Time was very valuable to him during his university days as he was simultaneously juggling his MBA as well as a BSc in Geology.
At the time, Yuan Xuan had made plans to venture into energy development after he returned home.
“If Hamlet didn’t take revenge, then Shakespeare would have been forced to write about something else. What is he supposed to write about, a love story?”
Yuan Xuan did not know what this woman’s problem was. Was her brain just wired differently from others?
When Mu Chenyan heard his response, she nodded excitedly, grinning and closing in on him until the eyelashes nestled above her big eyes were almost touching Yuan Xuan’s face.
“You don’t say! Brother Xuan, that’s not a bad idea! I would fervently support him if Shakespeare were to write about romance! Who says that romance-themed novels can’t be famous?
“Isn’t ‘Dream of the Red Chamber’ and ‘Romance of the Western Chamber’ about pa.s.sionate love?
“‘Romance of the Three Kingdoms’ is a cla.s.sic, but a majority of male readers also talk about the love between Diao Chan and Lu Bu! Not to mention, Cao Cao liked to steal other people’s lovers, for instance, the peerless beauties, Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao’s sisters…
“Even ‘Journey to the West’ had the queen of the Ladies Kingdom falling in love with Tang Seng, whereas Zhu Bajie wanted to marry into Old Gao’s household…”
“Your brain is totally filled with messed-up love stories!”
Yuan Xuan’s handsome face gave her a snort of disapproval as he shook his head.
After hearing this, Mu Chenyan’s lips twitched and her tiny face began to pout. “Since when has my brain been messed-up? After all, it’s only filled with thoughts of you…”
Yuan Xuan had no reply.