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

Mu Tingshen grasped Su Muran's hand, which was resting on the table, his tone more earnest than ever before: "The past is the past. Whether it was a misunderstanding or some unforeseen hardship, we can let it go now. Su Muran, let's start over, okay?"

Su Muran: "..."

restart?

How do I begin?

It's as if they never really started; they were together three years ago because of an agreement, and they are still together now.

So, when he talks about starting over, does he mean for her to go back to the day she left three years ago, solemnly present the divorce papers, and officially separate from him?

Although some people cannot understand his behavior.

However, she thought that everyone has their own obsessions.

Perhaps his obsession was that he owed him a proper farewell.

"Okay, let's start over. I'll draft the divorce agreement as soon as possible and transfer the old house to your name. Thank you for your thoughtful companionship over the past six months. I'm so glad you're the one I married. I also hope your future is smooth sailing and that you meet someone you truly love and can spend your life with."

Mu Tingshen: "..."

He confessed his true feelings to her here, subtly indicating that he didn't care about her past, but she was still thinking about divorcing him.

Was it that he didn't express himself clearly enough, or that she had never liked him, whether three years ago or now, and therefore couldn't understand his hints?

"Did you even understand what I said?"

His face darkened, and his tone became cold and harsh.

Su Muran was startled by his sudden change in attitude.

She blinked and said, "I understand. You mean we should start over? Doesn't that just mean we finish the divorce proceedings we didn't complete back then and start new lives?"

As she spoke, her fingertips curled slightly, and her heart inexplicably clenched, a sharp, aching pain, but she still tried her best to maintain a calm smile on her face.

Seeing her composed demeanor, Mu Tingshen was so angry that the veins on his forehead throbbed.

He spoke slowly and deliberately, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"It hasn't even been six months, and you're already in a hurry to divorce me? I just helped your family so much, and you're already trying to burn your bridges. What am I to you? A tool you can use and discard at will?"

Su Muran said seriously, "You're not allowed to talk about yourself like that. You're such a good person, you've helped me so much twice, how can you objectify and belittle yourself like that? I never intended to kick you to the curb. Didn't you say you wanted to start over? Or have I misunderstood?"

Mu Tingshen was so angry at her that he laughed.

I used to not believe that anyone in this world could be without feelings, but now I do, because there is one right in front of him.

In this setting and atmosphere, any woman would think of things in a romantic direction!

Why is she so clueless and unable to see his feelings?

"My great-uncle says you're very smart, and I think you are too. Are you really that smart, or are you just pretending to be confused?"

"I……"

Su Muran stared at him blankly.

She vaguely understood something, but dared not truly comprehend it.

She encountered such a thing when she was just beginning to experience love, and spent seven days and seven nights alone in the long, endless darkness.

No one knows how painful those seven days were for her.

After going abroad, she did not immediately enroll in school, but instead chose to seek psychological counseling from a psychologist.

She meets with a psychologist twice a month.

If it weren't for her psychologist's recent trip abroad for further studies and her own return to China, yesterday would have been the day the two of them met.

"Looks like he's pretending not to understand."

Mu Tingshen sensed her evasiveness from the change in her eyes.

He was so clever that it seemed nothing could escape his notice.

Su Muran pursed her lips and lowered her head in shame.

But just then, a clear and melodious voice rang out.

"Ting Shen".

Then, a woman wearing a long red dress, with exquisite makeup and a beautiful face walked in.

The high heels clicked crisply on the marble floor.

Her beautiful yet cool image and temperament are completely different from Su Muran's gentle and graceful Jiangnan beauty.

Not to mention men, even Su Muran's eyes lit up when he saw her, and he looked at her with envy and admiration.

"How did you get in?"

"Zhou Shi"

Mu Tingshen was not amazed or impressed by the woman; instead, he frowned and questioned her.

Then, with a cold expression, she demanded an explanation from Zhou Shi.

Zhou Shi also came in quickly, but his clothes were disheveled and clearly had been torn.

It goes without saying that the person who tore him apart was Meng Shuyan.

"I'm sorry, boss, it's my fault. I couldn't stop Miss Meng."

Zhou lowered his head and apologized with remorse.

Meng Shuyan immediately said, "Don't blame Assistant Zhou. I insisted on coming in. You know he couldn't stop me."

Mu Ting's face was grim as he said coldly, "I have something to do today and I'm not in the mood to talk to you. Let's talk another day."

Meng Shuyan ignored his cold expression and walked straight to the table, her gaze falling on Su Muran's face.

He stared at her intently for a while.

She chuckled lightly and asked in a cheerful tone, "Wendy told me you took a girl to the jewelry fair and bought the best item there. That girl, is this young lady?"

"You really are a big mouth, but whether it's true or not is none of your business."

Mu Tingshen first made a sarcastic remark about Wendy, then turned to Meng Shuyan with a cold face.

Wendy shrugged, unfazed by his cold expression.

She extended her hand and greeted Su Muran, "Hello, I'm Meng Shuyan, Mu Tingshen's fiancée."

Su Muran was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mu Tingshen, her face draining of color.

He actually has a fiancée?

Those vague feelings of excitement were instantly doused with cold water, leaving them feeling awkward and embarrassed.

Mu Tingshen rebuked her coldly, "Meng Shuyan, don't talk nonsense. When did I ever admit that you were my fiancée?"

Meng Shuyan chuckled and said, "Everyone in the industry knows about our relationship, and our elders have long approved of it. You've never admitted it, but you've never denied it either."

"Excuse me, may I go now? My mother is still in the hospital, and I'd like to go and take care of her."

Looking at the two people locked in a fierce confrontation, Su Muran felt as if she had drunk a cup of bitter melon juice. She forced herself to remain calm and spoke, wanting nothing more than to escape this place as quickly as possible.

"No, you can't leave."

"No, you can't leave."

Mu Tingshen and Meng Shuyan both said in unison that they would refuse to let Su Muran leave.

Su Muran: "..."

The two of them really have a great understanding.

However, since she has long legs, asking the question was just her way of being polite.

"Please continue your discussion, I'll be leaving now."

Su Muran stood up, picked up her bag, and walked towards the door.

Mu Tingshen did not stop her; it was better for her to leave, lest Meng Shuyan say something she shouldn't.

Unexpectedly, Meng Shuyan stopped Su Muran and said arrogantly, "I said you're not allowed to leave, are you deaf?"