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

Mu Wangbei is holding a case discussion and analysis meeting. His department, the Fourth Procuratorate, is responsible for economic crime cases such as financial fraud and smuggling, as well as intellectual property rights protection.

It's almost the end of the year, and there are quite a few cases backlogged. The department is currently focusing on sorting them out, so there's a lot to do.

I had just finished the meeting when I opened my phone and saw Fang Youxi's WeChat message.

When I clicked on it, it was a selfie. She was wearing a black wool coat today, and the sweater inside was also V-neck, which made her skin look as white as snow. She looked elegant and graceful. But why was he called Mr. Gardener?

Mu Wangbei zoomed in on the photo on his phone and saw the marks he had left on her collarbone the night before. He immediately understood why she was upset that he had left a "hickey" on her neck.

Fang Youxi always has so many whimsical ideas. Mu Wangbei smiled silently and long-pressed the picture to save it to his album.

"Xiao Mu, did working overtime interfere with your date?" Zhang Jian, a man in his forties, teased him as he stood in the hallway outside the conference room staring at his phone.

Mu Wangbei smiled and said, "No."

The deputy director, who used to be his father's subordinate, also came over to ask with concern: "Are you dating someone? You're not getting any younger, you should hurry up."

Mu Wangbei smiled gently: "Thank you for your concern, leader. We're working on it right away."

His words were tantamount to admitting he was no longer single, and several of his younger colleagues who hadn't left started teasing him: "Hey, our Prosecutor Mu really has a girlfriend now, isn't she pretty?"

"That's a good point. With such a handsome appearance, Prosecutor Mu's partner must be good-looking."

Mu Wangbei smiled but said nothing, went back to his office to change clothes, and prepared to leave work.

Fang Youxi had just called him Mr. Gardener and told her that she was unavailable tomorrow.

Tomorrow is Saturday, and like every Saturday for the past three weeks, she has something to do again. I wonder if she has to entertain those so-called "clients" again. Mu Wangbei really wanted to ask her where she went every Saturday, but in the end he didn't ask. Even the closest lovers should have their own space. He needed it, and he believed Fang Youxi needed it too.

But tomorrow, Chi Mo will be back from Shencheng, and Jiang Chengyun has organized a get-together. He originally wanted to invite Fang Youxi along so he could introduce her to his friends, but it seems he'll have to go by himself tomorrow.

He checked the time; it was 9:30. He took out his phone and texted Fang Youxi: "I just got off work. Want some late-night snacks? I'll buy some and bring them over."

After waiting for two minutes without any news, Mu Wangbei thought for a moment, then started the car and decided to go to Platinum Mansion.

Fang Youxi actually walked back, it took her almost twenty minutes, she was freezing cold, so she threw her phone on the bed and went to take a shower.

It was almost 10 o'clock when I came out. When I saw the message, I thought to myself that her prosecutor, Mu, was really a straight man. What girl would be eating a late-night snack at this hour?

【No need, darling, fairies can't eat late-night snacks. Fairies are going to get their beauty sleep.】Then sent a string of emojis of a girl being pinned against a wall and forced to kiss.

At that time, Mu Wangbei was just one intersection away from Platinum Mansion. While waiting at a red light, he saw the pop-up message and wondered if he had been too hasty. He admitted that he came because he wanted to see her, but hadn't she just left her own home this morning?

They only met once this week because he was away on a business trip.

At the next intersection, Mu Wangbei turned around and went back. He didn't tell Fang Youxi that he had arrived at the entrance of the residential area, but simply replied with two words: "Goodnight."

On this weekend night, Fang Youxi poured herself a glass of red wine, read a book in the study for a while, and before she knew it, more than an hour had passed. The wine was good, easy to drink, and had a mellow taste. When she felt sleepy, she rinsed her mouth and went to bed.

Meanwhile, Mu Wangbei watched the evening news in the large living room, and then took out a photo from his phone to look at the fruit planted by the gardener through his hard work.

This is the fourth time tonight that I've unconsciously picked up my phone to look at this photo.

Just over twenty hours ago, Fang Youxi was sleeping in this house, or perhaps at this very moment, she was sleeping on this sofa.

It was late at night, but Mu Wangbei was wide awake.

On Saturday, Fang Youxi woke up naturally. When she opened her eyes, it was already past ten o'clock. She didn't want to go to the old house so early, so she wanted to go right on time, have a meal, and check in, so that the house full of single men wouldn't come and nag her.

Unfortunately, the family group chat kept buzzing. When I opened it, the screen was filled with "candy candy candy candy candy candy..."

Tang Sanzang asked her if she was awake yet.

The old man told her to come over as soon as possible.

Tang Ze asked her to bring the pastry shop that doesn't sell takeout on her way here.

Only Tang Yi, being a decent human being, sent a message: "Tangtang, should we have the driver pick you up?"

She changed into a red knitted dress, put on a white coat, and then picked out a small gift for everyone from the pile of items she had bought at SKP last time. She then took a taxi back to her old house.

Song Jin also volunteered and shamelessly went to Grandpa Tang's house.

Lu Yanli also came today, which really surprised the Tang family. When Tang Yi opened the door and saw it was him, he asked, "What brings you here?"

"What, you just signed a contract with your sister's law firm and you're already discarding them after they've served their purpose?"

Tang Yi touched his nose: "I didn't mean that. You always spend your weekends having fun, don't you?"

"First, I came to see Grandpa Tang for serious business. Second, I don't have that much leisure time; I'm a respectable person."

Tang Yi: ...

Why is Lu Yanli acting like he's on steroids today?

Song Jin also noticed that Lu Yanli's face had turned green, and asked Tang Ze in a low voice, "Didn't you say I was the only guest this weekend? Why is he here?"

Tang Ze was also bewildered; why had this person come uninvited?

Lu Yanli was simply angered by Fang Youxi last night. When he got back, he picked up his phone and wanted to call her to question her. Even if she wasn't his marriage partner, she was still her major client. How could he just ignore her like that?

He had been in a bad mood all night, and since today was the Tang family's family day, he wanted to come and ask her what she really meant.

As for Song Jinye, he didn't take him seriously at all.

When Fang Youxi entered the house, there were six men sitting in the living room watching her.

She felt her hair stand on end from being stared at.

Song Jin rushed over to help her with her things: "Tangtang bought so much stuff? Did you go shopping?"

She brought four gifts, but there are six people in her family now. Is it really appropriate to divide them up?

"Um, I'll put the things in the back first."

"Let me do it, Grandpa Tang, where do you put Tangtang's things?" Song Jin also picked up the tote bag and walked inside, being very attentive and considerate, making Fang Youxi feel like she was a guest.

The old man stood up: "Just give it to Sister Wang. That girl always arrives right on time for meals. It's almost time to eat."

Lu Yanli deliberately lagged a few steps behind, and asked with a stern face, "Fang Youxi, how many degrees of nearsightedness do you have?"

Fang Youxi looked completely bewildered when asked, "I'm not nearsighted."

"And your ears? Are they not good either?"

What's wrong with this person?

"What is it? Get to the point." This is the Tang family home; shouldn't he, as a guest, have some manners?

Lu Yanli was furious: "Last night around nine o'clock, on the side road of Huamao Street, didn't you see me?"

"No, you saw me?" Fang Youxi's face was full of seriousness: "Sorry, I have mild face blindness."

Lu Yanli: ...

She actually told a man like him, who was also his client, that she had face blindness. Was he really that generic-looking?

"Didn't you hear me calling you?"

Fang Youxi frowned: "I was wearing wireless earphones, I really didn't hear you call me. Don't be suspicious."

Lu Yanli felt a lump in his throat, almost choking to death.