Upon hearing this result, Yu Tang's blood boiled. He kicked the man in front of him away, threw the wooden stick at him, and cursed, "Get the hell out of here!"
After that fight, they realized that Yu Tang was not someone to be trifled with.
Fearing that Yu Tang might really kill him if they didn't leave, they hurriedly scrambled away.
The sky had completely darkened, and in the dead of winter, a chilly wind was blowing all around.
On the dirt road, Yu Tang and Mu Nancheng stared at each other, neither of them saying a word.
"Don't you remember me?" Yu Tang calmed down and tried to communicate with Mu Nancheng: "My name is Yu Tang. Half a year ago, you came to my house to steal steamed buns. I took pity on you and took you in. We've lived together for so long."
"Don't you remember?"
As she spoke, Yu Tang approached Mu Nancheng: "You were injured on the head by a wooden stick while protecting me. Does it hurt a lot? Let's go home first, and I need to treat your wound."
Upon hearing this, the hostility in Mu Nancheng's eyes dissipated considerably.
"Oh ho! It's gone from negative 100 back to zero!" Xiao Jin's notification made Yu Tang breathe a sigh of relief.
He took out a handkerchief he always carried and raised his hand to wipe the blood from Mu Nancheng's forehead.
Suddenly, the boy grabbed her wrist and twisted it sharply. At the same time, Mu Nancheng swept his leg behind her knees, and she immediately knelt on the ground.
Xiao Jin instantly flew into a rage: [Holy crap! Has Mu Nancheng gone mad?! How could he treat you like this?!]
[Wait a minute! How could he have such skills?! Where did his previous foolishness go? It's like he's a completely different person!]
Mu Nancheng didn't hit hard, but as Xiao Jin said, his advantage lay in his skill and Yu Tang's complete lack of vigilance.
This has led to the current situation where Mu Nancheng holds the dominant position and restrains him.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Yu Tang wasn't in a hurry anymore, and just looked up at Mu Nancheng: "Don't you believe me?"
Mu Nancheng looked down at the composed man in front of him, his brows furrowed.
Blood seeped from his hair, staining his eyebrows and eyelashes, and then slid down.
He felt a little dizzy, but Mu Nancheng forced himself to stay conscious.
His memory was still stuck on the moment when Mu Zehai pushed him off the mountain.
He hadn't expected the other party to be so bold as to attack him right under Old Master Mu's nose.
They are not afraid of being exposed.
However, it's also his fault for being careless that day. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in this predicament now.
His gaze fell on Yu Tang, and Mu Nancheng's voice was cold: "Tell me the truth, what do you want from me?"
Yu Tang was completely stunned. He asked, "What? You can give me what I want?"
“If you continue to help me, I can give it to you.”
The contrast between before and after was too great. Facing the boy who was now as cold as an ice cube, Yu Tang missed the silly little boy who would tug at his clothes with a pitiful look.
“If I had wanted something in return from you in the first place, I wouldn’t have kept you around for so long,” he said. “I don’t care who you are or what you can offer me.”
In short, I'll continue to help you out of respect for the foolish, amnesiac you once were. Believe it if you want, don't believe it if you don't.
After saying that, Yu Tang also got angry. With a flick of his wrist, he pushed and pulled, and used his skill to break free from Mu Nancheng's control.
Then he dusted himself off and pushed his old bicycle back home.
Finally, she glanced at Mu Nancheng and said, "Anyway, I'm going home now."
"Come along if you want, or sleep in the wilderness if you don't."
"Anyway, judging from your appearance, you're not going to go back to being the silly girl you used to be. I'll just consider myself an ungrateful child and we can part ways amicably."
After saying that, he didn't look at Mu Nancheng again and pushed the cart forward on his own.
They hadn't walked far when they saw Mu Nancheng's shadow slowly following them on the ground.
Yu Tang pursed her lips, forcing herself not to feel sorry for Mu Nancheng's head injury. She walked home with Mu Nancheng, keeping a distance from her.
When they arrived home, Yu Tang parked the car in the yard and looked back to see Mu Nancheng still standing at the door, half of his face covered in blood, his body thin and frail, barely able to stand by leaning against the wall.
Unable to bear seeing the boy suffer, Yu Tang walked over and extended his hand to Mu Nancheng: "Since you've followed us all the way here, come in."
"I'm not a bad person, I won't eat you."
Mu Nancheng was probably too dizzy, or perhaps he had believed Yu Tang's words to some extent.
At this moment, she finally revealed a bit of youthful vulnerability, reaching out to place her hand on Yu Tang's hand, staggering a few steps, and then falling into the man's arms.
She fainted.
Yu Tang sighed, picked him up horizontally, carried him into the house, took out the medicine box he had specially prepared, and disinfected, stopped the bleeding, and bandaged Mu Nancheng's wound.
In the middle of the night, Mu Nancheng developed a fever and talked incoherently for quite some time.
Yu Tang listened carefully and heard, "Mu Zehai, I'll kill you sooner or later."
It's astonishing that Mu Nancheng, at such a young age, already possesses such a strong sense of malice; no wonder he'll become a cunning businessman who specializes in ripping people off in the future.
Thinking about it this way, he missed the little fool even more.
I talked to Xiao Jin, and she was also very upset.
[Host, we've planned everything meticulously, but we never expected that he would regain his memories while simultaneously suffering from amnesia. Doesn't this mean all your previous efforts have been in vain?]
He suggested to Yu Tang: "I'm thinking, why don't you hit him on the head again and see if he remembers what happened before?"
Yu Tang: How despicable would I have to be to do this? He took that blow for me, and now that he's so badly injured, if I were to hit him again, would I have any humanity left?
Xiao Jin deflated: "Hmm, that's true."
Yu Tang wiped Mu Nancheng's sweat with a hot towel and sighed, "Forget it, let him have amnesia. Anyway, he's my disciple, I'll just spoil him."
"I've already tackled negative 10,000, so this is just starting from scratch, which is even easier compared to that."
"Host, you have such a good attitude." Xiao Jin pouted, glaring at the boy lying on the bed: [The Supreme God is really something! The soul fragments from every plane are so bizarre! I thought this world would be simpler. Now it seems he can't stop for a moment, he always has to create some unexpected event that you can't guard against!]
Chapter 14
Died for the villain for the eighth time (14)
Yu Tang also smiled wryly: "It's like riding a roller coaster, so mentally exhausting."
Yu Tang hadn't slept well yesterday, and then she took care of Mu Nancheng until late at night. So she slept exceptionally soundly tonight.
When he woke up, Mu Nancheng was sitting at his desk in the room, looking through books and notes he had copied himself.
His brows were furrowed, as if he was trying hard to recall what he had done before.
Yu Tang's gaze fell on the boy's face.
Without a smile, he appeared particularly cold.
Although handsome, he was not likable.
He sat up and asked Mu Nancheng, "Does your head still hurt?"
“A little…” Mu Nancheng snapped out of his reverie, put down his book, and said, “But it’s not serious, there’s no need to go to the hospital.”
He looked around and said, "While you were asleep, I looked through your house and there were indeed traces of the two of us living there, which means you weren't lying to me."
Holding the books in his hand, he asked Yu Tang, "You actually have advanced textbooks here? Are you teaching?"
“Hmm…” Yu Tang nodded: “I found a job at school before, and now that I’m on vacation, I’ll stay home and tutor you a bit.”
Mu Nancheng narrowed his eyes, asking suspiciously, "Didn't you say I became stupid before? How come you can still understand this knowledge?"
"I don't know either," Yu Tang said truthfully. "Maybe it's because you have a higher IQ."
"Oh, I see." Mu Nancheng nodded and said expressionlessly, "As expected of me."
"Hahaha?" Xiao Jin was also surprised, and complained to Yu Tang: "[I thought he was so aloof! Turns out he's just a hidden narcissist!]"
Seeing Yu Tang's bewildered expression, Mu Nancheng didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, so he continued to ask, "Can you tell me what I've been doing for the past six months?"
Yu Tang snapped out of his daze, a smile returning to his face, and asked, "Are you sure you want to hear this?"
"What's wrong with listening to this?" Mu Nancheng frowned. "Were you lying to me just now? Did you actually have no other way to cover it up?"
"No, no, no..." Yu Tang quickly clarified, "That's not what I meant."
He sighed, adopting an attitude that said, "Since you insist on hearing it, then I'll tell you."
Then, he wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and sat on the heated kang to tell Mu Nancheng about the other party's dark history in a vivid and dramatic way.
From the first day he stole a steamed bun and howled in the middle of the night, to snoring like a pig in his sleep, talking to chicks, being scared by wild dogs and crying, playing jump rope and drop the handkerchief with other children, falling to the ground and not getting up until he is picked up.
There were also people clapping their hands and drooling, chasing after the village geese, quacking loudly.
The more Mu Nancheng listened, the stiffer his expression became, and his face grew darker and darker. Later, when he heard Yu Tang say that she had told men she liked them more than once, the tips of his ears turned red, and the blush spread all the way to his cheeks.
"Bang—"
Mu Nancheng slammed his hand on the table and said, "Enough, stop talking!"
"I'm not that stupid!" he said, glaring at Yu Tang. "You didn't make all of this up, did you?"
"Why would I make this up?" Yu Tang shrugged, the corners of his lips curving into a smile that he couldn't quite let go of, his attitude full of anticipation for a good show: "Besides, I asked you if you really wanted to hear it. You were the one who said you wanted to hear it. Now that I've told you the truth, you're getting angry and embarrassed. That's so unreasonable."
Mu Nancheng was completely out of the loop.
He then frowned, clenched the book in his hand, and got angry with himself.
He never imagined that he had done so many shameful things in the past six months!
Fortunately, this place is far enough away from D City, where the Mu family's main residence is located.
Otherwise, if those bastards see him like this, who knows how they'll slander and mock him.
Mu Nancheng, an illegitimate son of the Mu family, lost his mother when he was six years old. He was taken back by the Mu family patriarch and lived with Mu Zehai, the eldest son of the Mu family.
On the surface, he lived a life of luxury, with his food, clothing, and daily necessities all befitting a young master.
But in reality, he was secretly deprived of everything by Mu Zehai's mother. When he went to school, he was ridiculed and humiliated by Mu Zehai's cronies. They colluded with a group of people to bully him from childhood to adulthood.
On the surface, Mu Nancheng was patient and did not allow himself to become outstanding, but in reality, he was already planning when to take over the entire Mu family and make Mu Zehai and his mother taste the humiliation he had suffered over the years.
Unexpectedly, just as he was beginning to show his talent to Old Master Mu, Mu Zehai tricked him into pushing him off a cliff.
He even fell and became mentally disabled, remaining so for as long as six months.