Mr. Mu appears aloof in public, but secretly proposes marriage and kisses.

Su Muran remained silent.

Three years ago, the day after she lost control while drunk, she didn't leave on her own initiative at all.

A week later, after finally escaping back, Mu Tingshen was not at home, leaving only a signed divorce agreement.

It wasn't that she didn't want to do many things, but rather that she didn't have the time; she simply didn't have time to contact him before hastily fleeing here.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know we weren't actually divorced. I'm so sorry, I can cooperate with you to complete the divorce proceedings right now."

"Answer me one question first."

Mu Tingshen was not pleased by her cooperation; his eyes were cold and deep as he asked the question that had troubled him for three years: "Why did you leave without saying goodbye that day?"

Su Muran's heart skipped a beat, and she answered in a trembling voice, "I...I have something urgent to attend to."

This answer clearly did not satisfy Mu Tingshen. He raised his hand and braced himself against the door, trapping Su Muran between himself and the door panel. His warm breath, carrying the scent of snow, swept across the top of her head.

"What about that last night? I thought you were deliberately avoiding me."

Su Muran's face instantly flushed, and she turned her head away, not daring to look him in the eye.

Her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed: "That night... we were both drunk. It was an accident. I didn't mean to avoid you."

She was hiding from someone, but not him.

"Accident?"

Mu Tingshen repeated the two words, his tone filled with suppressed grit.

His fingertips suddenly touched the corner of her lips, the sensation so hot that Su Muran trembled violently.

"Don't do that, it's not appropriate."

This distance is too ambiguous. He already has a fiancée; this isn't appropriate for them.

"It's not appropriate."

Mu Tingshen took a step back, then suddenly realized what she meant after being reminded.

"The bill is on the table. Give me a reply if there are no problems. As for completing the divorce proceedings... everything will be done according to your schedule. I will cooperate with you unconditionally."

After Su Muran finished speaking, she prepared to leave.

She sensed something was off about the atmosphere between her and Mu Tingshen, which made her panic and want to leave as soon as possible.

"You can get a divorce, but I have conditions."

Mu Tingshen spoke slowly.

Su Muran's heart skipped a beat. She looked up at him and asked, "What are the conditions?"

"Ten million, be with me, and we'll divorce in six months."

Mu Tingshen proposed the exact same conditions as she had back then.

Su Muran: "..."

She stared at him in disbelief, wondering why he would make such a demand.

That was the first time she and he had a conversation.

"One million, marry me, and divorce me in six months."

But at that time, she only wanted to reassure her adoptive parents by getting married to him in a whirlwind romance.

She needed a man, and he needed money; they were each getting what they wanted.

Aside from the loss of control on the last night, in principle, neither of them suffered a loss.

Why is he making this request now?

Does he want to show off his superiority?

Indeed, back then he was a poor boy who needed her financial support, but now he can afford to stay in such a presidential suite.

It's perfectly reasonable to want to show her my financial strength.

but……

"I'm fine with it, but are you sure your fiancée agrees?"

"fiancée?"

Mu Ting frowned deeply.

Su Muran added, "If you want to use me to get revenge on her for cheating, I'm sorry, I probably can't help you."

Mu Tingshen instantly understood, and couldn't help but chuckle and take a deep breath.

"No need to look at the bill. Just give double the compensation according to the list you provided. However, I won't be paying this amount; she'll come over immediately to handle it with you personally."

Mu Tingshen took out his phone and called Qi Yue, asking her to come over.

Su Muran never expected that Mu Tingshen would dare to ask his fiancée to meet his ex-wife.

Panicked, he quickly said, "You should give her the bill! I won't see her to avoid any misunderstandings."

"What misunderstanding? Don't worry, my 'fiancée' isn't a petty person."

Su Muran frowned.

Does he mean that if he refuses again, he'll be petty?

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

Su Muran immediately stepped aside, and Mu Tingshen opened the door.

Qi Yue was still asleep when she came over in her pajamas.

With sleepy eyes, he looked at Mu Tingshen and asked, "So early, what's up?"

Mu Tingshen said, "People from the bar came to discuss compensation. You made this mess, so you have to pay for it yourself."

"Oh, I'll negotiate myself? What about Zhou Shi?"

Qi Yue instantly regained consciousness.

Mu Tingshen ignored her and actually left.

Su Muran didn't expect Mu Tingshen to leave, abandoning her and Qi Yue here.

"Miss Qi."

Su Muran awkwardly greeted Qi Yue.

Qi Yue was taken aback when she saw her, then asked, "Are you Su Muran?"

Su Muran looked slightly surprised, nodded, and said, "Miss Qi, do you know me?"

As Qi Yue walked toward the sofa, she said, "There aren't many Chinese students studying abroad here, and those who are even slightly attractive are quite famous in the circle. You're quite famous too. You're so beautiful yet you keep yourself pure. You probably don't know, but in the male international student circle, there's always been a bet: 'Whoever can catch you wins.'"

Su Muran felt embarrassed; she knew about the bet.

She was terrified when she first found out. She just wanted to finish her studies quietly and didn't want to attract any attention.

As more and more people refused, I gradually got used to it.

"Seventy thousand... double that is... fourteen thousand, how do I pay?"

After Qi Yue finished looking at the bill, she looked up and asked her.

Su Muran immediately replied, "The payment method is on the back of the bill."

Qi Yue took out her phone to transfer the money, only to find that her bank card had been frozen.

"Sorry, my parents have frozen my bank card, so I can't use it right now."

Qi Yue awkwardly explained to Su Muran.

Su Muran was also bewildered, and asked her with concern, "Then what should we do?"

Qi Yue immediately said, "It's okay, I can't pay, but my cousin can definitely pay. However, I don't dare to tell my cousin, he'll definitely scold me. Why don't you just tell him directly, he'll definitely be too embarrassed to renege on your debt."

"Where is your cousin...?"

Su Muran hadn't expected it to be so troublesome, having to go find an old man to collect a debt.

"Didn't he just go out? This is his room, he'll definitely be back soon," Qi Yue said with a smile.

Su Muran: "..."

"Are you afraid of him too? You just talked to him, did you think he was fierce? Don't worry, you're not the only one afraid of him, many people are. The title of 'Jade-Faced Living Yama' isn't for nothing. But you don't need to worry too much, he's quite mild-mannered towards outsiders and won't deliberately make things difficult for you."

Qi Yue kept rambling on and on.

However, Su Muran's mind was in complete chaos, and she couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

Now, she only had one thought in her mind: Mu Tingshen was not Qi Yue's fiancé, but her cousin.

But how could that be?

Three years ago, she was in a hurry to find a man to marry, and he took the initiative to approach her.

He said he urgently needed money and was willing to agree to a marriage of convenience with her.

After getting their marriage certificate, she treated him to a meal, and the way he wolfed down his food was definitely not an act.

How did that poor boy suddenly become the high-ranking prince of Beijing's elite circles?