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

Mu Wangbei really bought her a lot of clothes, including not only underwear but also several sets of pajamas and nightgowns.

They were all her size, and the colors were her favorites. I have to say, Mu Wangbei has good taste.

Fang Youxi chose a relatively conservative outfit to take a shower, after all, Mu Wangbei was still sick and she didn't want to upset him too much.

Thinking she needed to inform her family, she texted Elder Tang: "Dad, I have something to do tomorrow, can I ask for leave? Grandpa's place is quite lively every week, it won't make a difference if I'm there too."

She didn't reply to the message, shrugged, put her phone on the sink, and went into the shower.

Mu Wangbei had already taken a shower before dinner. He rinsed his mouth in another bathroom and went back to his bedroom to wait for Fang Youxi.

He also added some lavender essential oil to the humidifier by the bedside, and now the whole bedroom is filled with a faint fragrance.

Mu Wangbei had carefully considered the meaning of Fang Youxi's statement that she was not used to sleeping with someone. In essence, most adults are not used to sleeping with someone before marriage, which is normal.

But when two people in love are together, they will naturally crave more physical contact. He wanted Fang Youxi to know that they could try living together for a while, that he was actually a pretty good man with no bad habits, and that he could even take on more responsibility to take care of her. Perhaps this would change Fang Youxi's current mindset.

Fang Youxi entered the bedroom wearing the pajamas Mu Wangbei had bought for her, her hair half-dry.

Elder Tang didn't reply to her messages, but that's okay. It's like a court sending electronic service to a party. As long as the recipient agrees, when the service is sent via SMS, email, or other means, the date the information arrives at the specific system is the date of service.

Anyway, she had already sent the message, so it was assumed that Tang Zhang and her husband had received her leave application.

Fang Youxi touched Mu Wangbei's forehead again. Hmm, his temperature didn't fluctuate, it was under control, very good.

Mu Wangbei pulled her hand down from her forehead and rubbed it in his palm a couple of times. For some reason, his voice was still hoarse when he spoke: "Why didn't you dry your hair? Be careful not to catch a cold."

Fang Youxi scratched Mu Wangbei's palm with her fingers and said resentfully, "What does it have to do with hair? You had a cold and you still kissed me. If you really had a cold, it was you who gave it to me."

"Yeah, it's my fault for not being able to resist."

He stroked Fang Youxi's face; why was her skin so cold? Mu Wangbei's fingertips caressed her lips twice, and just as he was about to kiss her, the phone rang.

Fang Youxi glanced at the screen and saw "MARS Tang" flashing on it. It was Tang Yi calling.

"I'm going out to answer a call." Fang Youxi pointed to her phone and quickly went out, closing the door behind her.

The person should be standing at the door. Mu Wangbei could vaguely hear intermittent voices inside. Fang Youxi seemed to be saying, "I'm not going tomorrow. Oh, don't ask, I really have something to do." There was even a hint of coquetry and whining in her voice.

He had just seen the incoming call on his phone screen.

MARS Tang. A client? It's already past 11 o'clock. What client is calling her so late? She's not coming tomorrow. Fang Youxi said she had to entertain a client on Saturday. Who is this person? Are they together every weekend?

Mu Wangbei felt that his fever had completely subsided, and he even felt a chill in his heart.

The work he does requires reasonable assumptions and meticulous reasoning.

The phone call and the few words heard outside the door made it impossible for him not to overthink.

Tang Zhang and his eldest son were entertaining an important client today, and were out socializing.

The negotiation process was not very smooth, with many twists and turns, but fortunately, a cooperation agreement was finally reached within the reasonable demands of both parties. The assistant took the client to the hotel. He had drunk a bit too much that night, and it was almost 11 o'clock when he saw the message from his daughter.

If it weren't for the fact that the whole family could have a meal together at the old house tomorrow, he wouldn't have needed to stay up so late to finalize things. But look what happened, this heartless girl said she wasn't going and needed to take a day off.

I was just about to call my daughter when my phone warned me that the battery was low.

Tang Yi handed over his phone: "Dad, are you calling Tangtang? Use my phone."

That's good, so I don't run out of power halfway through my explanation. I really need to give this child a good talking to.

As soon as Fang Youxi pressed the answer button, Tang Zhanghe's voice came through: "What important thing could you possibly have that requires you to take leave tomorrow? Do you think this is your law firm? Tell me, since you came back to China, you've never gone home on your own initiative. Don't you know that Saturday is family day? Your father can only see you once a week. How busy are you? No matter how important it is, you need to come home. Do you hear me? No leave allowed. Leave application rejected."

"Oh dear, please be reasonable, I really have something to do."

"What is it? Tell me. If you're talking about working overtime, I'll call Qin Yifan myself. Working overtime is one thing, but who doesn't have things going on on a Saturday? What does he think I am? He's got some nerve!"

Fang Youxi had already sensed that her father had probably drunk some alcohol, otherwise he wouldn't be so agitated.

She lowered her voice and soothed him gently, "I really have something to do tomorrow. A female colleague broke up with her boyfriend and wants me to go shopping with her. I guess I need to make a couple of friends too. Can I pick you up from get off work one day next week and then have dinner with you?"

Tang Zhanghe compromised.

He guessed why his daughter didn't want to go tomorrow; she probably rejected the arranged blind date they had set up for her with Lu Yanli under the guise of a family day.

In other words, the daughter had developed a rebellious attitude, but still cared about her father's reputation, and made various excuses not to go back to the old house for meals.

Well, my daughter is quite filial; she's willing to pick him up from get off work and have dinner with him. We can have a heart-to-heart talk then.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Zhang rubbed his temples, and Tang Yi asked, "Did Tangtang stand us up tomorrow?"

"She must be dissatisfied with Lu Yanli."

Tang Yi nodded: "I also think Tangtang didn't like him. Maybe she just doesn't like Lu Yanli's type."

Tang Zhanghe frowned deeply, saying, "Lu Yanli is one of the most outstanding children in Beicheng. The Lu family and our family have been friends for generations, and we have business dealings. We also have some investments in the Lu family. When Tangtang marries into the Lu family, who in the Lu family will dare to mistreat her? She still doesn't like a man like that? Does she think she's above everyone else?"

Tang Yi pursed his lips but didn't say anything.

Tang Zhang comforted himself, waving his hand and saying, "Forget it, as long as your sister doesn't bring a woman home for me, as long as she still likes men, we can take our time to find someone suitable. Besides, she's only twenty-four, there's no rush. I'm just afraid that if her idea of ​​not getting married and having children is dragged on, it will become too deeply ingrained and hard to change. In short, she can't not get married."

Tang Yi: "She's still young and immature. She hasn't met anyone who moves her heart yet. But if she does, it's impossible for her not to get married."

Tang Zhanghe waved his hand: "You don't understand her. She seems crazy, but her heart is as hard as iron. Your grandfather has said more than once that she's heartless and can't be warmed up."

Before Tang Yi could speak, Tang Zhanghe, as if startled by his own words, asked his eldest son with a nervous expression, "Your sister can't really like women, can she?"

Tang Yi: ...