Accusations of not wanting to marry: The prosecutor pressed him relentlessly.

Mu Wangbei went to Haicheng on a short business trip and returned to Beicheng on Thursday.

They haven't been in touch for the past few days. He and several colleagues are working together in the office, organizing files, so it's inconvenient for them to make phone calls.

I arrived at the airport at 5 p.m. I wanted to meet Fang Youxi and have a meal together.

At that moment, Fang Youxi was in the office meticulously reviewing a long, all-English contract, as long as an old woman's bound feet, for fear of missing one or two key pieces of information. Foreigners often do this; they are meticulous, rigorous, and pretentious.

She didn't know that Mu Wangbei was away on a business trip. Ever since that night when the two had a friendly and in-depth conversation and she "invited" him out of the apartment, Fang Youxi wanted to give each other some time to get used to their way of getting along. It was a silent game of cat and mouse, expressing her principle that this was her way of life and that if he could accept it, they could continue to get along.

Now that the phone call had come, Fang Youxi was naturally happy to accept it. She got up and went to the tea room to answer the call: "Honey, did you miss me?"

Mu Wangbei: ...

"I just got back from a business trip. You're still at get off work, right? Shall I pick you up from the law firm later? Let's have dinner together."

"Okay, park your car in the underground parking lot. It's easy to get a ticket on the street outside. I'll be done around 7 o'clock."

"Okay, I'll be there before seven. No rush, you go ahead with your work." Mu Wangbei hung up the phone, feeling somewhat disappointed. Fang Youxi didn't know he was on a business trip, nor did she ask where he was going. It seemed she didn't care about anything related to him.

But every time she called him, it was in a particularly intimate way. The two had already been intimate, and in Mu Wangbei's view, this meant he had to take responsibility. His actions at Fang Youxi's house that day weren't entirely impulsive. He was an adult and had to take responsibility for his actions.

After Fang Youxi finished her call, she was about to go back to review the contract when two colleagues from the law firm came in. One was the receptionist, and the other was Qin's secretary. When they saw her, they greeted her with smiles: "Attorney Fang, congratulations on landing such a big project right away. This deal with Lutong Group is quite substantial."

"Luck, I'll treat you to dinner after I get my commission." In the workplace, everyone's just being polite; as long as things look good on the surface, that's enough. Fang Youxi left the break room with a smile, and the two girls behind her immediately changed their expressions.

"Who exactly is she? Is she connected to the boss? How come she takes on such a big case right away?"

"Last time she went into the boss's office and talked for over half an hour, the door was closed, how would anyone know?"

"Tsk, these days you need to be good-looking to be a lawyer. Where can you even seek justice?"

"Non-litigation business is all about connections, especially international cases. After all, the client is a returnee from overseas."

"Don't be fooled by the fact that her clothes don't have a logo. I've seen that coat of hers in a magazine; it costs over 100,000 yuan."

"She seems to have a new bag again this morning. Don't be fooled by its canvas appearance; I checked the official website, and it's the Cargo 25H0 in Misty Grey with silver hardware. Even without considering other purchases, it costs over 300,000 yuan!"

"Just who is she?"

……

The two girls probably didn't even notice that the tea room had no door. Fang Youxi deliberately slowed down and overheard most of what was going on. Gossip is gossip, after all, and her own gossip was still gossip, so it didn't matter.

Ultimately, what they said wasn't wrong. Lu Tong Group's deal did rely on connections, but those connections came from her own family. Moreover, to close the deal, she also needed ability. After all, Lu Yanli wasn't someone to be trifled with; no one would treat their family business like a joke.

As for Boss Qin, it was a mutually beneficial relationship. She had to meet her annual performance targets at Haotian Law Firm, and the firm would take a cut from her earnings.

No matter what a person does, there will always be people who talk about them, but Fang Youxi doesn't care about these rumors.

Essentially, it's because caring is useless; it only makes the other person more enthusiastic.

If you enjoy the convenience brought by resources, and then keep explaining how hard you've worked, that's a bit hypocritical and unnecessary.

As for the bag, half of it will be reimbursed as Tang Ze's payment. Of course, I have to carry the new bag. This size is just right for my computer and documents. This bag is what gave me a good mood today.

After finishing her work, Fang Youxi put the documents in the drawer, locked it, and checked the time: 7:20.

She was early today; other colleagues in the foreign-related non-litigation group were still working overtime. This job was never scheduled. She grabbed her bag and went downstairs. As soon as she entered the underground parking lot, she saw Mu Wangbei's black A8.

With no one around, she opened the door and got into the passenger seat.

Mu Wangbei noticed her subtle gesture of looking around. As a prosecutor, keen observation and calm, objective analysis were essential abilities. This gesture indicated that Fang Youxi didn't want others to know about their relationship, at least not at the moment.

"Are you tired from your business trip? Did you just get off the plane? Where should we eat?"

She was quite hungry. To meet the deadline at noon, she ate a sandwich. In the afternoon, she was so busy that she didn't even have time to drink coffee.

"Shall we go for Western food?"

"Okay, anything is fine, the important thing is eating with you." Fang Youxi leaned over and kissed Mu Wangbei's cheek. "Let's go."

Seeing her carefree attitude, Mu Wangbei smiled silently. Fang Youxi was good at coaxing people; her words and smile were even sweeter.

The two went to a well-known French restaurant in Beicheng. Mu Wangbei thought he was boring enough, so he still wanted to add some sense of ritual to his relationship with Fang Youxi.

This place was bought by his childhood friend Jiang Chengyun and given to his girlfriend. It's been there for several years, and the food is of very good quality.

When Fang Youxi saw the sign "amour chéri" (beloved), she read it aloud, smiled, and for the first time thought that Mu Wangbei was quite romantic.

"You understand French?"

"Just a little bit. I learned a few phrases when I went to France before."

Mu Wangbei nodded and took her hand to go inside.

Just as I sat down, I heard someone call out, "Wang Bei." It was an extremely charming woman with long, wavy hair and bright red lips, who walked over with a beaming smile: "And who is this?"

"My girlfriend is Fang Youxi," Mu Wangbei introduced her, then added to Fang Youxi, "Yun Qiao is my childhood friend Jiang Chengyun's girlfriend, and also his beloved boss."

"Hello." The two greeted each other.

"It's my treat since it's your first time bringing your girlfriend here for dinner. What would you like to eat?" Yun Qiao smiled kindly, which seemed a bit out of place with her cold and aloof appearance. Fang Youxi had a good impression of her.

Mu Wangbei: "You can arrange it as you see fit. You still have to pay what you owe; this is a business."

"Okay, I'll arrange it. Miss Fang is so beautiful. I hope you enjoy your meal." Yun Qiao didn't bother with his words, adjusted her shawl, and went to arrange the food.

"I've never heard you mention your friends. What do they do? Are they prosecutors like you?" Fang Youxi rested her chin on her hand, staring at Mu Wangbei's handsome face. His face was so handsome that she didn't even feel hungry anymore; she just treated it as an energy source.

"You've never asked me these questions."

Fang Youxi belatedly realized, "Oh? Is it inconvenient to say? I'm sorry." She had just asked casually, trying to make conversation.

Mu Wangbei: ...

My heart skipped a beat: "It's not inconvenient at all. I thought you weren't interested."

"Where is it? I'm interested in everything about you."

It was that kind of half-hearted praise again. Mu Wangbei, for the first time ever, reached out and pinched her cheek: "Then what do you want to know? Ask now, and I'll tell you."