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

The whole movie felt very oppressive, like watching a silent film. The occasional loud noise was most likely the appearance of a monster, accompanied by screams and bloody scenes.

As a result, Fang Youxi fell asleep in the movie theater.

Afraid that she wouldn't be comfortable sleeping, Mu Wangbei lifted the armrest of the seat between the two seats and pulled it back, then took off his coat and wrapped her in his arms.

In the movie, Fang Youxi screamed and instinctively flinched, then found a comfortable position in the crook of his neck and fell asleep again.

I said I was tired and didn't want to go home, so I wanted to see a movie. When I got to the movie theater, I fell asleep before I even finished watching half an hour of the movie.

Mu Wangbei didn't quite understand girls' thoughts. The movie ended after 11 p.m., and he had to go to work tomorrow, so there was no way to talk to her today. He could only wait until next time.

Five minutes after the movie ended, when almost everyone had left, Mu Wangbei woke Fang Youxi up: "Xixi, the movie's over, we need to go home."

Fang Youxi actually woke up before the show ended. She wasn't sure what time the show Tang Yi was watching would end, so she kept her eyes closed for a while, thinking she would wait until everyone had left before going out.

It's just that this movie was so bad. It seems like all sequels are just bad additions. The story should have ended when the audience was left wanting more. Unfortunately, nowadays, as long as the first movie makes money, the sequels just keep piling up endlessly.

However, she was lucky; she didn't see Tang Yi anywhere from the movie theater to the parking lot.

They escaped a terrible ordeal.

After the two got into the car, Mu Wangbei saw that she was still yawning and said with concern, "Don't bother yourself when you're tired in the future. Just go home and sleep. If you have to work overtime, just tell me and I'll order food for you, okay? I know a private kitchen that serves takeout. Their ingredients are very fresh. Eating instant noodles all the time is not good for your health."

Like an old father who worries about everything.

Fang Youxi nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "I know, but there's a special kind of satisfaction in sleeping in the movie theater. A boring movie helps you fall asleep better than anything else. You should try it next time."

She always has her own set of fallacies and logic.

The drive back was completely uncongested, and we arrived at Platinum Residences in just over ten minutes. Fang Youxi turned around and got out of the car, then turned back and kissed Mu Wangbei: "Drive carefully on your way back."

Mu Wangbei was about to unbuckle his seatbelt and go upstairs with her when he heard this and paused for a moment.

She didn't want him to stay overnight at her house, which was a clear rejection.

He couldn't force her to do what she didn't want to do, so Mu Wangbei rolled down the car window and called out, "Xi Xi."

Fang Youxi turned around: "Hmm?"

Good night, sweet dreams.

Fang Youxi waved to him: "You too, bye-bye."

He originally wanted to talk to her about whether she wanted to try living with him for a while. He could cook and take care of her, and there would be a part-time housekeeper to do the housework regularly. He would also try to come home early. Mu Wangbei felt that the two of them were spending too little time together now.

As a result, nothing was discussed that night. He did watch the movie carefully, but it was not as amazing as the first one, and the plot was somewhat dragging.

If Fang Youxi hadn't wanted to go to the movies, he would have preferred the two of them to go home early, either to her place or his, so they could enjoy a wonderful evening together and have some undisturbed time together.

He missed her terribly, longed for physical intimacy with her, and wanted to hold her while he slept. After they got together, it seemed difficult for him to return to his previous state of tranquility.

After spending so much time with her, Mu Wangbei discovered that Fang Youxi appeared to be warm, outgoing, and cheerful on the surface, but she was not easy to get close to. This closeness referred to the inner connection.

Aside from romantic talk, Fang Youxi never tells him about her joys and sorrows in life, her family, or her work. When they are together, it's just a romantic relationship.

This feeling made him uneasy; the relationship seemed more like what Jiang Chengyun always said: "It's all about sex, not feelings." However, the one who wasn't emotionally involved was Fang Youxi.

On the way back, Mu Wangbei opened the car window, and the wind outside rushed into the car, making it bitterly cold.

Fang Youxi, carefree and oblivious, went home, took a shower, and leisurely did her skincare routine.

The day after tomorrow is Saturday again. She was thinking about whether she could take a break this week. This family day every week is really a bit redundant. Now it has become Lu Yanli's regular attendance every week.

You know, this blind date thing, even though neither of them is interested, there's so much gossip about Lu Yanli in the break room of Lu Tong Group, so many women fantasize about him, and he seems to enjoy it. Since everyone is just playing along, it's enough to just go through the motions. But this guy seems to want to go to the old man's place every week, he's really sick.

Of course, since the old man didn't explicitly state that it was a blind date, she pretended not to know.

If it ever comes out, she'll run away. Marriage is out of the question. If Elder Tang can accept her having affairs with men, she'll reveal Mu Wangbei's identity.

Who cares? I'll enjoy every day as it comes. Time for bed.

Mu Wangbei was exposed to the cold wind for more than ten minutes on his way back, and his throat became uncomfortable that night, successfully catching a cold.

He felt something was wrong when he went to work in the morning, and he tried to tough it out until the afternoon, but he always felt drowsy and couldn't muster any energy.

His colleagues noticed something was wrong: "Prosecutor Mu, are you feeling unwell?"

"I had the car window open while driving last night, so I guess I caught a chill." He touched his forehead; it was burning hot.

The older woman in the hall came over and touched Mu Wangbei's forehead: "Little Mu has a fever. Why don't you go home and rest? Call your girlfriend. At times like this, young men should know how to act pitiful and make their girlfriends feel sorry for them."

His colleagues all laughed, and Mu Wangbei smiled silently as well.

Tomorrow is Saturday again. I wonder if Fang Youxi will be able to spare some time to be with him since he's sick.

On the way back, Mu Wangbei thought about it and called Fang Youxi, but she didn't answer because she was busy.

After arriving home, he took out his thermometer and measured his temperature at 38.9℃, which was not low. He looked for fever reducers in the drawer, but then put them down after thinking about it. He took a picture of the thermometer with his phone and sent it to Fang Youxi.

Fang Youxi was in a meeting. The firm had a full day of meetings, and several senior partners were assigning next year's targets to each group, talking and communicating with each group one by one. Gao Li must have gone crazy, taking on a target 20% higher than this year's. His group consisted of five people, including himself. Shen Lin tugged at her sleeve from below and mouthed a curse word. Fang Youxi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Gao Li's disapproving gaze came through her. Qin Yifan had just taken a sip of hot tea when she looked up at her with a questioning expression.

Fang Youxi, brimming with a will to survive, raised her hand and pledged: "I will defend the honor of the Non-Litigation Group to the death and will definitely achieve next year's goals."

Qin Yifan couldn't help but burst out laughing, almost spitting the tea onto Gao Li's face.