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Chapter 15: The Misty Fishing Village

【Your attitude towards that dolphin wasn't like this.】 001 tried to awaken his defenses. 【That behavior is blatant flirting! You should hit him with your tail, hit him to death!】

Mu Miao hesitantly glanced at Yu Chen. Those ink-black eyes, which seemed impenetrable, looked at him. Yu Chen's pleasant voice could be heard beside him, "Anything you want to know, I can tell you."

Mu Miao froze for a few seconds, his face uncontrollably reddening.

001: 【…】

He was exasperated. This double-standard, lovesick fish was only captivated by the man's good looks!

001 didn't want to deal with this anymore. They would only be staying here for a few days anyway. When they returned, he would have his brother teach him a lesson.

As for Mu Miao and Yu Chen's relationship... let's just call them friends with benefits.

Under Yu Chen's careful instruction, Mu Miao’s already flushed lips became even redder, almost raw. His legs were trembling uncontrollably, and he could only pant softly while lying on Yu Chen, constantly swallowing his saliva.

Yu Chen leaned in again. Mu Miao covered his mouth, frantically refusing, "No more kisses, no more. I'm so tired."

Yu Chen easily wrapped one hand around both of his wrists and left a kiss on his forehead. "Alright, no more kisses."

Mu Miao's whole body was a light pink, his eyes misty, and his neck was covered in numerous red marks from sucking. The older ones were fading, and new ones were appearing.

It was midday, the sun shining brightly, but the temperature was pleasantly mild. Even Mu Miao didn't feel hot standing in the sunlight. He nestled in Yu Chen's arms, dozing off.

His long eyelashes shielded him from the sun, casting shadows on his fair face. Yu Chen's gaze traced every feature of his face—from his full forehead and delicate nose to his crimson lips.

Knock, knock.

An elderly woman knocked on Yu Chen's courtyard gate. Her expression was gentle and kind, her watery, tender eyes unaffected by time. Even with her silver hair, one could still see traces of her youthful beauty in her every smile.

She knocked gently on the gate. "Ah Chen, are you home? I'm here on behalf of Ah Fan to apologize."

Mrs. Yu finished speaking and waited quietly.

Inside the courtyard, Mu Miao heard the knock. Closing his eyes, he nudged Yu Chen, who was holding him tightly. "Someone's here. You should open the door."

Yu Chen reluctantly stood up to open the door, but without hesitation, he turned back to Mu Miao and hugged him again, tucking him close to his chest.

Seeing it was a stranger, Mu Miao curiously sat up, looking at the old woman and using his eyes to ask Yu Chen who she was.

Yu Chen glanced at the old woman, resting his chin on Mu Miao's head. "She's Yu Fan's wife, Yu Kai's grandmother, Zhou Qin Yao."

Grandma Zhou smiled at Mu Miao. "Child, just call me Grandma Zhou."

Mu Miao obediently called out, "Grandma Zhou."

Grandma Zhou smiled knowingly, looking pointedly at Yu Chen before responding warmly, "Yes! Grandma's good grandson."

Because of Mu Miao's simple address, Yu Chen was successfully demoted to Yu Kai's generation, becoming a grandson.

Mu Miao, innocently unaware of the generational hierarchy, sighed as Yu Chen met Grandma Zhou's amused gaze. "Grandma is fine."

Grandma Zhou watched their intimate interaction with a faint smile, turning her attention to Mu Miao’s legs. "That good-for-nothing grandson of Lao Si's came back to complain, saying that you’re keeping a merman. I think it’s not a merman at all, but a lover you’ve secretly hidden away."

She covered her mouth and chuckled. "I hear city folk like to play…cosplay?  Do you two enjoy that as well?"

Yu Chen instantly understood her meaning.

Zhou Qin Yao was clever. She directly provided a reason for Mu Miao's non-human appearance, and the so-called witnesses present could not determine the truth or falsehood of the matter.

Yu Chen sneered, gently stroking Mu Miao's soft hair. "I don't care what they think. Besides, even if they knew I was keeping a merman, would they dare to confront me?"

Grandma Zhou sighed, complaining, "It's all Yu Fan's fault. That fool let these strange things in, bringing bad luck."

"But…" She looked at Mu Miao, who was obediently listening to their conversation, her eyes full of affection. "This child is quite endearing. Little one, what's your name? Would you tell Grandma?"

Grandma Zhou exuded kindness.  Mu Miao, experiencing such warmth from a human for the first time, felt considerable affection for her. "Grandma, my name is Mu Miao."

"Mu Miao." Grandma Zhou repeated the name, smiling. "Like the muse?"

Mu Miao nodded. "Originally, it was '谬' (miù), meaning absurd. My brother thought it wasn't good, so he changed it to the '缪' (miù) in 'Muse'."

Yu Chen's hand paused. Absurd?

Past memories, like clinging parasites, ignited again. Yu Chen would never forget his original name: Xi Miu.

—His very existence was an absurd thing! A paradox in itself. But so what? Absurdity and power weren't mutually exclusive.

The elderly doctor had hysterically yelled at his students, his loose skin trembling with excitement. His eyes were ablaze as he stared at the young man in the incubator, his body riddled with needles.

He had shattered every inch of Yu Chen's bones and flesh, replacing them with the blood and flesh of more powerful creatures, altering his genes, recombining his genetic sequence...

And so, this nameless, absurd monster was born.  His real name wasn't Xi Miu, nor Yu Chen, but Xi Junchi.

But where did that "谬" (miù) – absurd – go? And where did Junchi come from?

Yu Chen couldn't remember. His gaze darkened, his heart pounding rapidly, his breathing becoming shallow. Cold sweat broke out on his back, soaking a large area of his clothes.