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

On Friday afternoon, Haotian Institute's colleagues were already making preparations for the holiday that evening, as it turned out to be Christmas Eve.

Fang Youxi then realized that she had been living her life in a daze.

Tomorrow is Christmas, and I'm taking Mu Wangbei to my house for dinner. What a coincidence that I picked such a good day.

When I got off work, I received a message from Mu Wangbei. He had arrived at the law firm's underground parking lot at six o'clock.

She said she was going to buy gifts, but Mu Wangbei had prepared everything; the trunk was full of things for her family.

After not seeing her for just one night, Mu Wangbei found himself missing her unexpectedly.

I felt relieved when I saw that message at noon.

He was happy that Fang Youxi was willing to take him home, which meant that she was willing to make their relationship public.

This also means that she and Lu Yanli have completely severed ties.

The two were about to go eat when Fang Youxi noticed a smile playing on Mu Wangbei's lips. She asked, "Are you that happy?"

Mu Wangbei's smile widened: "Isn't there anything to be happy about?"

"It's just going out for a meal, it doesn't mean anything. Besides, my grandfather has a bad temper, he might make things difficult for you." Fang Youxi thought for a moment and continued, "Tang Yi said that my grandfather and the Lu family's grandfather have a very good relationship, you don't mind?"

"What do our elders' affairs have to do with us? Tomorrow, I'll be your boyfriend, and I won't even have anything to do with the Mu family. You've never asked about my family. Do you mind?"

Fang Youxi shook her head: "I don't care about these things. I have enough money to spend, and even if I don't, I can earn more myself."

There was nothing wrong with what he said, but it dampened Mu Wangbei's good mood. He reached out and took Fang Youxi's hand: "I don't want you to be too clear about things. Since we're together, we shouldn't be so different."

Fang Youxi didn't want to spoil his mood at this moment. She originally wanted to remind him not to take her to meet his parents, as she didn't want to socialize at all. But clearly, today wasn't the time to talk about that.

Today is Christmas Eve, and there are people everywhere, especially in shopping malls, where reservations are needed in every place.

Mu Wangbei led her into a small courtyard in a narrow alley.

Seafood congee is perfect for winter. This is an old restaurant that has been open for many years. Fang Youxi didn't expect there to be so many people here. The courtyard was filled with people, and the place was bustling with activity and full of lively atmosphere.

When the seafood congee was served, she took a sip and exclaimed, "Wow, it's so delicious!"

One sip and my whole stomach felt warm.

Mu Wangbei asked, "Aren't you cold?"

"Not at all." There was a charcoal stove under the seafood congee; she reached out to warm her hands by the fire and asked, "Why would you eat in a place like this?"

Mu Wangbei laughed and said, "Why can't I eat at a place like this?"

Fang Youxi, without any inhibitions, said: "I've heard people say more than once that you're the most aloof and unattainable young master in Beicheng, always so serious and aloof. But now that you're sitting here with me having porridge, I don't feel out of place at all. Apart from being handsome, you're no different from an ordinary person."

Even if she didn't inquire about his family situation, she was already tired of hearing about the Mu family's background in Beicheng.

Even though his grandfather, Mu Sheng, had retired, he was still a high-ranking leader who rarely appeared in public and was not someone that ordinary people could meet. His father, Minister Mu Huai, often appeared on television. And he, a third-generation descendant with impeccable revolutionary credentials, was Mu Sheng's only grandson.

She hooked up with this amazing guy with just a joke, and now that they've slept together, it's too late for her to regret it.

Mu Wangbei smiled frankly: "Going back three generations, we were all ordinary people, nothing special. It's just that I've never been a talkative person since I was little, and I have a rather mature and boring personality. I also have few friends. This circle is a mixed bag, and there are all sorts of things to say, so there's no need to pay attention to them."

Their primary and junior high schools were mostly attended by children from powerful and wealthy families. Looking back now, it seems there were quite a few who abused their power and ruined their family reputation. People with different values ​​cannot work together, and Mu Wangbei was indeed cautious in this regard.

He watched Fang Youxi sitting opposite him happily drinking her porridge, and his brows relaxed.

In some ways, they are actually quite similar.

Fang Youxi sometimes lives a clear and pure life, and he doesn't like to engage in petty and underhanded dealings.

Meeting her was arguably the only time in his life he acted impulsively without thinking, following his heart.

Establishing a romantic relationship with a girl he had just met was something unimaginable for him before.

But everything seems to be going smoothly. If you really like someone after a blind date, wouldn't it be like you've already started a relationship on the first meeting?

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem abrupt.

That day, he mistook her for his blind date; he mistook her for the right person, but he was right about her.

After dinner, they walked hand in hand for a while. The restaurant was in a hutong alley, and parking was difficult nearby. Mu Wangbei parked the car in a parking lot a bit far away. On a winter night, pedestrians were all wrapped in down jackets. Fang Youxi was wearing a cashmere coat. She loved to look good and didn't like to wear bulky clothes, so Mu Wangbei opened his coat and half-wrapped her in his arms. Fang Youxi's hands reached into his cashmere sweater from behind to keep warm. The two were very close, and along the way, they actually felt a bit like an old married couple.

This must be what loving couples in marriage are like.

Eating together, taking walks together, having strong physical desires for each other, chatting about recent events before bed, and embracing each other at night to absorb each other's warmth—this is the life Mu Wangbei longs for.

No matter what position or height a person reaches, in the end they still need to eat three meals a day and sleep peacefully at night.

Because of his family and work, he had witnessed too much deceit and treachery, and understood the darkness and hardship of every path to advancement. Everyone wears a mask on the outside, and no one knows whether their hearts are dirty or holy.

Oscar Wilde said: Every saint has a dark past, and every sinner has a bright future.

The soul can only find rest in the embrace of a lover, and he was very fortunate to have the one he loved.

Once in the car, Fang Youxi rubbed her hands together and said, "It's so cold, but winter in Beicheng is beautiful."

She had forgotten what the beautiful winter in the northern city looked like. In her memory, it snowed on New Year's Eve one year, and she spent the New Year at her grandparents' house.

Dad brought a new nanny back to the old house, and both older brothers were taken to live with their own mother. She wanted to call Fang Keying to wish her a Happy New Year, but she couldn't get through to her on the phone that night...

The adult world is always busy. In her memories of the days in Beicheng, only her grandmother was there to keep her company.

Mu Wangbei turned on the air conditioning, and the car immediately became warm.

He didn't rush to drive, but instead came over and kissed her cheek: "Tangtang, Merry Christmas Eve. May every Christmas Eve in the future be with you."