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

Yun Qiao came out to greet Jiang Chengyun.

He was so drunk he was like a limp rag doll.

The two put him on the sofa, and Yun Qiao found a blanket to cover Jiang Chengyun.

Mu Wangbei: "Can you move him? Do you want me to drag him upstairs?"

Grab him by the back of the neck and drag him up; that should sober him up.

"It's alright, let him sleep here. Would you like something to drink?"

Mu Wangbei waved his hand: "No need to be polite, I'm going back."

"Wang Bei, thank you for your trouble." Yun Qiao got up to see him off.

Mu Wangbei brought him back today, so it's highly likely that it wasn't a work-related social event, but rather that he went out specifically to drink with someone.

Because when these childhood friends ate together, they never drank like this.

Yun Qiao thought that Jiang Chengyun probably didn't know how to face her when he got home, so he simply got himself drunk.

She's not stupid; she was just pretending to be stupid to fool herself.

I went to a real estate agency today and looked at a few houses, but none of them were particularly suitable. Right now, even if the price is a bit higher, I think I'll move out first.

We can't let Jiang Chengyun get himself drunk like this every day.

Why bother? It's better to part amicably. If he doesn't want to say anything, she'll grant his wish.

Seeing that Jiang Chengyun had fallen asleep on the sofa, Yun Qiao sighed, turned off the light, and went upstairs.

On his way back, Mu Wangbei received a call from Fang Youxi. The phone was connected via Bluetooth in the car, and her sweet voice came through: "Ugh, our institute really treats women like men and men like animals. I'm exhausted."

"That's how it is before the Spring Festival. Everyone's rushing to meet deadlines, the courts are practically swamped," Mu Wangbei said with a smile. "Just got off work? Shall I pick you up?"

"The driver is waiting outside, don't bother him."

"No trouble at all, I'll be there in ten minutes. Will you wait for me? I haven't seen you for days."

He worked overtime last weekend, and there were also a lot of things to do at home. Today is Wednesday, and it's been a full five days since we last saw each other.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the underground parking lot."

Fang Youxi packed her things and went downstairs. She greeted the driver and told him that her boyfriend would be there soon and asked him to wait a little longer.

Then they walked to the entrance and waited for Mu Wangbei.

Soon, the familiar black Audi A8 pulled up, and she gestured for it to stop in the parking space.

Then I went straight to the back seat.

Mu Wangbei turned to look at her: "Why are you sitting in the back?"

Fang Youxi beckoned to him with her finger: "Come to the back, let's hang out for a while before I go back. Uncle Li is still waiting for me."

Mu Wangbei: ...

"Wouldn't it be nice if I took you home?" He opened the car door and got into the back seat.

Fang Youxi leaned against him and said, "It's past nine o'clock. You must be tired. Let's stop fussing and just hang out for a bit before going home."

Mu Wangbei hugged her, nuzzling her forehead against hers with boundless tenderness.

Fang Youxi wrapped her arms around his neck and said sweetly, "Am I sweet or not?"

The two kissed, starting lightly and gradually deepening their kiss.

Before Fang Youxi went downstairs, she saw that the front desk had prepared fruit-flavored mints for visitors.

She specifically chose a strawberry flavored one and put it in her mouth.

At this moment, Mu Wangbei tasted the sweetness on her lips and tongue.

"Today's candy is strawberry flavored, is it sweet?" Fang Youxi winked at him, and Mu Wangbei kissed her again. How could it not be sweet? It was sweet all the way to his heart.

As long as Fang Youxi is willing, she can always make every meeting interesting and unforgettable. The short ten minutes in the car made Mu Wangbei's heart melt.

Are you comfortable living at home?

"It's alright. Tang Yi and Tang Ze are both here. It's chaotic every day, but it's not lonely. Last night, I went downstairs and saw Dad drinking with them. They were complaining about me, saying that I put arsenic on my lips to annoy them."

Mu Wangbei raised his hand and touched her lips, laughing, "Nonsense, it's clearly coated with honey."

"Yes, only my prosecutor gets to eat candy."

Mu Wangbei was even less willing to let her go back.

But there's no way around it now. She's staying at home, and if he tries to force her to stay and not let her go home, it will leave a bad impression on the Tang family.

Fang Youxi had already left, but Mu Wangbei sat in the car for a while before driving home.

He had a smile on his lips the whole way, and he was in a great mood.

When they arrived home, Mu Sheng was still sitting in the living room. He should have finished taking his medicine and rested by now.

"Grandpa, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Mu Sheng beckoned to him: "Come sit down, I have something to tell you."

Mu Wangbei took off his coat, washed his hands, and sat down next to his grandfather, asking, "What's the matter that you have to wait for me to discuss? Can't we talk about it tomorrow?"

Mu Sheng didn't mince words with him: "You said last time you were going to bring that girl home? Why hasn't anything happened yet? Grandpa was thinking that there would be a lot of people coming and going during the Spring Festival. Since your dad isn't in Beicheng this year, you'll be the one welcoming and seeing off everyone. Don't neglect her. Grandpa doesn't have anything to do these days, so invite her over for a meal."

Mu Wangbei: ...

It wasn't that he didn't want to bring Fang Youxi home; it was that whenever he brought it up, she pretended not to understand and blatantly changed the subject. She was already being considerate of his feelings by not directly refusing. If he brought it up again, they would probably end up arguing.

There's plenty of time for this; there's no need to rush.

He could take his time with his work. After being together for so long, Mu Wangbei had figured it out: his Tangtang could only be petted gently. When she was in a good mood, everything was fine; when she was in a bad mood, he would feel bad too.

Why make yourself unhappy?

Seeing that he remained silent, Mu Sheng raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who was it that lingered in my room and wouldn't leave, preventing Grandpa from sleeping and insisting that I agree to see that girl? Why aren't you in a hurry now?"

"Grandpa, she...she's not mentally prepared yet. Maybe we should wait a little longer. She's still so young."

Mu Sheng thought to himself, "This girl probably isn't really interested at all. She's already 25 years old (by Chinese reckoning), what's so young about that? Your grandma's age is already three years old for your dad."

"Who fell for whom first? Tell Grandpa."

Mu Wangbei lowered his head: "I liked her first."

"Just because she's pretty?"

"Well, at first it was because she was pretty, but later it wasn't all that. She has a great personality, a lot of fun, and we get along very well. I'm very happy when I'm with her."

Mu Sheng snorted, "To put it bluntly, it's all about looks. Aren't you afraid to admit you're shallow? She doesn't even want to get married, and you're just going to keep dragging this on? You're creating problems for our whole family. Do you think Grandpa will agree to this?"

"We've only been together for a little over six months. Maybe she'll be willing to get married once her feelings for me deepen. Grandpa, I don't want to pressure her, and please don't pressure me either. I've never caused my family any trouble growing up. Can you please just let me have my way this time?"

Mu Wangbei hung his head, clearly feigning pitifulness to gain sympathy. Mu Sheng tried to speak several times but then closed his mouth. This kid was getting more and more cunning. He had already said everything in one go, so what else could he say?

It not only shut him up, but also blocked his heart.

His blood pressure has never been stable since he returned to Beicheng.