Murder the Dream Guy

Oh my god!?

Second Young Master Mu’s reply was such a shock that Xiang Wan almost slipped off her chair.

Her idol said that he would continue to write, for her sake?

Did she see wrongly?

It was Second Young Master Mu, her faraway dream!?

In other words, the one who sent her 100,000 yuan of gifts, it was really him!?

Xiang Wan could not understand why. As she mulled over it, her eyebrows were scrunched up together.

“What’s up?” Bai Muchuan asked in a lazy tone.

“Well… Second Young Master Mu replied to me.”

As the reply from Second Young Master Mu sounded a little ambiguous, when Xiang Wan told Bai Muchuan about it, she felt a little guilty.

However, Bai Muchuan did not seem to take it to heart at all. “Isn’t replying to a message normal? You also reply to your readers frequently.”

“But…” Second Young Master Mu never replied to his readers before.

Why the sudden change? Most of all, why her?

Xiang Wan shrunk her shoulders and did not dare to think too much. Neither did she dare to reveal the content of the reply to Bai Muchuan. She continued to browse the reviews and comments page of “The White List”.

And she discovered… that many of the readers had gotten a reply from Second Young Master Mu as well.

Each and every reply was exactly the name—obviously a copy and paste response.

“Just for you, I will continue to write my novel.”

“…”

The reviews and comments page was instantly flooded with new comments.

Second Young Master Mu updated and even replied to comments of his readers!

His young female fans were all teary and their hearts were fluttering with joy…

Xiang Wan felt relieved after seeing the other replies. “Phew! I’m not the only one he replied to!”

That scared her silly! Well, that also meant the person who gifted her might not be this Second Young Master Mu after all?

Xiang Wan was confused by herself. She put down her phone and let out a sigh. When she turned her head, she noticed Bai Muchuan looking at her in an unfriendly manner.

“You seem quite disappointed?”

“Eh? I’m not,” frowned Xiang Wan, “it’s just that I feel I’m happy over nothing.”

“Mm? Happy…” Bai Muchuan had a meaningful gaze and seemed to be digesting the word as he nodded.

“And I thought that this Second Young Master Mu’s the one who gifted me.” Xiang Wan stuck out a tongue and smiled at Bai Muchuan. “Why don’t you help me ask him? Once I get this sorted out, I won’t keep on thinking about it and feel indebted to him…”

“You’re crazy!” Bai Muchuan looked a little gloomy. “You’re asking your man to look for your idol?”

“…”

Hmph! Bai Muchuan gave her a lazy glare before beckoning to her. “Baby, come over here—”

“…”

That sounds so mushy.

Xiang Wan’s mouth twitched. Currently, he was lying flat on his back on the bed. She walked over slowly and stood by the bed. “What’s the matter?”

Bai Muchuan patted on the edge of the bed. “Sit down.”

Xiang Wan sat down with her eyebrows furrowed.

Hur! Bai Muchuan reached out and patted her head with a smile.

Xiang Wan: “…”

Her hair was very soft and smooth. After he patted her head, her hair became a little messy which made her face appear smaller and livelier…

Bai Muchuan: “It’s getting late. You should sleep now.”

Xiang Wan thought for a moment before getting into bed and wrapped herself up with the blanket.

“Sleep tight.”

“Mm.” Bai Muchuan stretched out an arm as he wanted to hug her to sleep. But before he could touch her shoulder, he saw her furrowed eyebrows.

He couldn’t resist chuckling. “Why are you so scared? I won’t eat you up.”

“… I’m not scared, I’m nervous.”

Xiang Wan’s explanation still left him amused.

“Fine, you’re not scared. Then let’s just hug.”

Xiang Wan dawdled as she tried to move closer when she heard a sigh.

“I need to go out now.”

Go out? Xiang Wan thought of the incidents today before giving a glance at his hurt arm. “It’s already this late. Where are you going?”

“I need to get another room.” A corner of Bai Muchuan’s lips lifted upward. “Or I might die of over stimulation…”

“…”

“You don’t know men. If I stay here and hold back any longer, I think I might really die.”

“… Alright.”

Xiang Wan felt relieved and looked at his arm once again.

“Is your wound alright? Do you still need my help?”

“If you continue to help me, I might not be able to control myself—and gobble you up!”

Bai Muchuan suddenly held her by the waist and looked at her with a faint smile.

Xiang Wan scrunched up her nose. “What are you doing!?”

Bai Muchuan heaved a sigh as he lifted himself with an arm against the bed. “I really gotta go now—”

Before he finished the sentence, he suddenly pinned her against the bed and kissed her.

“…”

Bai Muchuan did not stop until both of them were panting and gasping for air.

“I’m really going now!”

“…” Okay, but why are you still not moving!

Looking at him, she felt that her body was about to burst into flames, and there was a great lack of fresh air.

“I’m going now…”

“Hurry and go.” Xiang Wan pushed him.

“… Why are you rushing me? I need to make sure my attire is proper!”

Bai Muchuan took his own time to get out of bed, as though he was trying to remove a plaster slowly.

“This time, I’m really going now,” he said after adjusting his attire.

The number of times of “going” he said was obvious enough that he was extremely reluctant to leave the room.

Xiang Wan pulled the quilt to cover herself and looked at his back view. She really felt like… dissing him.

So he would stay longer.

…

It was not easy to fall asleep for Xiang Wan who was staying in a hotel room alone.

After tossing and turning in bed for a while, her mind was still active and couldn’t fall asleep.

Something almost happened with Bai Muchuan—

For the past few months, her feelings fluctuated under his lead. Her life changed so drastically that she had not yet completely recovered. Those simple days without him were now replaced by life with him.

From now on, her days would most likely be circling around this man taking the center stage of her life…

In this way, would she become less and less like herself?

Xiang Wan did a lot of self-reflection while lying on the bed before receiving a message from Bai Muchuan.

“Sleep early. Goodnight.”

“You too, goodnight.”

Xiang Wan had wanted to ask about his wound, but it was already quite late. If they were to converse to and fro, she was worried that she would be playing with fire—impossible to put out.

She thought she might as well end the conversation at the word “goodnight”.

…

The next morning, she woke up when she heard the sound of doorbells.

Bai Muchuan stood in her doorway with a solemn expression.

Xiang Wan yawned as she got up to open the door. When she saw him, she was slightly baffled. “Why did I feel that you’ve become even more good-looking after a sleep? Why are you pulling a long face? Not fully awake yet?”

“…”

Xiang Wan asked, “What happened?”

“Mm.” Bai Muchuan strolled inside the room. “Little Xiang Wan, there’s something I need to tell you.”

His solemn expression made her feel nervous. “Is it related to yesterday’s incident?”

“Hm.” Bai Muchuan nodded his head once again.

Xiang Wan thought it was related to the incident at the hotpot restaurant but never expected that Bai Muchuan would tell her something else. “There’s a case in Xi City, which is very similar to Zhang Lu’s incident you encountered on the plane. However, the others are not as lucky as Zhang Lu—they’re dead.”

“Ah!”

Xiang Wan’s heart skipped a beat and she gave a gasp.

“What happened?”

Bai Muchuan gave an account of the case that he knew of. After listening to that, when Xiang Wan thought about the encounter on the plane, her heart would still pound in fear.

“How can this be such a coincidence? What happened to Zhang Lu really has nothing to do with me.”

“I know.” Bai Muchuan’s cold eyes closed slightly. “If it’s not related to you, it must be related to Zhang Lu.”

“I’m not the culprit,” said Xiang Wan, “it can only be Zhang Lu. Why did she use the same method as the murderer by tying herself up and framing me as the culprit?”

With a pause, she suddenly thought of something and got agitated. She grasped Bai Muchuan’s hand the next instant.

“Bai Muchuan, you must interrogate Zhang Lu immediately or it might end up another case of—”

Dead men tell no tales.