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

The two of them slept on the sofa that night.

When Lu Yanli saw the silver keychain on the bedside table in the morning, he found it amusing. This useless thing was completely pointless. He didn't know what Fang Youxi wanted it for. Both his home and company had combination locks, and he didn't even have a key. No, he did have a car key, but with so many car keys, which one should he hang it on?

Speaking of Fang Youxi, Lu Yanli found her quite interesting.

Before collaborating with Haotian, Tang Yi informed him that Fang Youxi claimed to be against marriage, and her elders were particularly worried about this matter. That's why her grandfather was anxious and wanted to arrange a marriage for her, but he couldn't say it outright for fear of upsetting her.

Lu Yanli didn't take it too seriously, thinking that given Uncle Tang's three failed marriages, it was understandable that his daughter might have some rebellious thoughts in this regard.

Moreover, most women's pronouncements about not getting married are just talk. She's only twenty-four, it's too early for her to say that. In his opinion, it's like children playing house and saying hurtful things, it doesn't count.

Lu Yanli had always thought that Fang Youxi's relationship with her family was not very good, but it seems that he was wrong. Fang Youxi's relationship with the Tang family was much better than he had imagined. She would go back to the old house every Saturday for family day and even prepare small gifts for everyone in the family.

However, it seems that Fang Youxi has hardly returned to Beicheng over the years. He has a good relationship with Tang Yi, and Tang Yi has almost never mentioned this younger sister to him. In the social circles of the second generation in Beicheng, the name Fang Youxi can be described as "not found".

During her two visits to the old man's house for dinner, it was clear that all four men in the Tang family doted on her. Obviously, there was an element of self-interest involved in this marriage, but it seemed to be more than just self-interest.

Could it be that she's really attracted to him as a person?

Well, Lu Yanli thought it was highly likely, after all, he had a pretty good reputation among the young masters in Beicheng.

There are plenty of good-for-nothing second and third-generation rich kids in the industry, and not many are as ambitious as him and have taken over the family business at such a young age. He probably hopes to impress Fang Youxi.

He's not bragging, but if he decides to pursue a woman, no one can refuse him.

He just felt it wasn't worth it, at least not now. He felt it wasn't worth the effort. He was only a little curious and fond of Fang Youxi, but he couldn't say he liked her.

Lu Yanli got up to wash up, picked out a set of casual clothes, grabbed the Bentley keys, and prepared to leave after meeting up with friends for an indoor golf game.

He picked up the Continental in August this year. The performance and handling are both good. After thinking for a moment, he went back to his bedroom and clipped the Continental's car key to the keychain that Fang Youxi had given him.

It wasn't even nine o'clock when the phone rang.

Mu Wangbei was the first to be woken up. He was an extremely self-disciplined person and rarely slept until this time, even on weekends.

But they stayed up too late last night, probably until at least two or three in the morning, otherwise the two of them wouldn't have just made do on the sofa for the night.

At this moment, Fang Youxi, who was leaning against the sofa and hugging a cushion, was still fast asleep.

The two people under the blanket were not even dressed. Mu Wangbei propped himself up to find the source of the sound and found Fang Youxi's phone on the carpet under the sofa.

"XiXi, your phone."

Fang Youxi hummed twice and sat up.

Perhaps because no one answered, the phone stopped ringing, and she was just about to lie down and go back to sleep when the sound started ringing again, relentlessly.

"Who is it?" Fang Youxi asked, her eyes not fully open.

Mu Wangbei was worried that she would get cold, so he wrapped her in a blanket, handed her his phone, and then picked up his pajamas from the floor and put them on.

It turned out to be Ms. Zhao Xiaojing calling.

As soon as the call connected, a voice as loud as a firecracker rang out: "Sis, hurry up, my sister found that vixen's den! Damn it, that bastard Chen Yaogang is really willing to spend money on her. It's a townhouse on Tongshun Road. You'd better come right now and come with me to break in. I'll beat the crap out of her. Record the whole thing as evidence."

The voice reached Mu Wangbei's ears almost without missing a single word.

His brows furrowed unconsciously.

Even if Fang Youxi wasn't fully awake and her mind was a complete mess, she could tell with her toes that what she was doing was illegal.

She has tried her best to use a polite tone when replying to her client.

"Ms. Zhao, in divorce cases, evidence against the cheating party must be obtained through legal means, such as: videos of intimate behavior filmed in public places like shopping malls and parks, legal surveillance footage of the spouse bringing a third party home captured by home security cameras, and written admissions such as letters of repentance or guarantees signed by the cheating party. As your lawyer, I have a responsibility to remind you: Chinese law prohibits illegal evidence collection. Evidence obtained by trespassing or secretly filming is invalid, and using violence to solve problems is a foolish act."

Mu Wangbei smiled silently, picked up Fang Youxi's pajamas and put them on the sofa before going to the bathroom to wash up.

Fang Youxi, wrapped in a blanket, sat on the sofa and talked on the phone for twenty minutes. When Mu Wangbei came out after frying eggs, making coffee, and preparing sandwiches, he heard Fang Youxi giving the parties involved a righteous lecture on the law, ending with the sentence: "If you really want to resort to violence, please check if that lady with two plus one has any security cameras in her home. Forget what I just said, goodbye."

She hung up the phone with a worried look on her face. Family lawyers don't earn a penny for nothing. Why should she take on this unreliable sister's divorce case just because of Tang Ze's unreliable friend? She would be better off reviewing those long and tedious English contracts.

"Get dressed and go wash up quickly before coming to eat." Mu Wangbei had already changed into a high-quality light gray casual outfit, which made him even more handsome. He came over and ruffled Fang Youxi's hair, asking softly, "Aren't you an international lawyer? Why are you taking on cases like this?"

"A friend recommended it, and besides, it's all in RMB. A new lawyer like me shouldn't be picky; I need to eat, you know." Fang Youxi pulled her pajamas under the covers and put them on. Mu Wangbei quickly turned his back and asked, "Don't you have enough money?"

"Who dares to be so arrogant as to say they have enough money?" Fang Youxi threw off the blanket and jumped onto Mu Wangbei's back: "Carry me to brush my teeth."

Mu Wangbei helped her towards the bathroom, saying as they walked, "I'll give you my card in a bit; use mine if you need more."

"No, no, no, I don't need the money."

"Didn't you just say that no one dares to say they have enough money?" Mu Wangbei walked to the bathroom and put her down: "I'm your boyfriend, you don't need to be so polite with me."

"Really, there's no need. I appreciate Prosecutor Mu's kindness, but I already have your body. It would be too much to take your card as well."

Fang Youxi pushed the person out, closed the door, and let out a sigh of relief.

Mu Wangbei can be a bit too serious sometimes. I was just about to spend some more time with him when I was startled by what he said.

She doesn't want to get involved financially with any men other than family members, lest she be unable to extricate herself later. Of course, work-related relationships are an exception; the more the merrier.