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

When Director Meng spoke of Wen Ruan, an undisguised tenderness appeared on his face.

"The first time I met your mother was at the night market. She was helping a girl who was being harassed. She looked like a delicate and petite girl, but she easily threw the strong man who was harassing her to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw. She was like a beautiful royal flower, bright and radiant, her brilliance undiminished. How could your father be worthy of her?"

Mu Tingshen thought to himself, "So you've been trying to match me up with Meng Shuyan all along. It wasn't for the sake of a marriage between our families, nor was it to provide a safety net for Meng Shuyan, but rather to make up for the regret of my unrequited love."

"So, do you think my mom loves my dad?"

Mu Tingshen then asked another question.

Director Meng immediately said, "Of course she doesn't love him. Your mother only accepted this marriage to put your grandfather's mind at ease. They have no feelings for each other, at least your mother has no feelings for your father, otherwise she wouldn't have agreed to go undercover in the first place."

"I understand, thank you Uncle Meng. Please keep this contract and pass it on to Meng Shuyan for me. I'll need your help in taking care of my younger brother in the future."

"Xiao Shen, don't worry. Yunfan is honest and hardworking. I admire him and won't make things difficult for him because of this."

Director Meng first assured him, then paused for a moment and said shyly, "Next time you see your mother, please say hello to her for me."

"I will."

Mu Tingshen agreed.

After leaving the teahouse, he first had his driver take him to the lakeside to wait for a while.

The wind outside the car window, carrying the glow of the evening sun, blew in. His fingertips tapped the handrail again and again, and Director Meng's words echoed repeatedly in his mind.

He had never been able to understand why his mother wouldn't come back even after her case was solved, even though she knew he hadn't been happy all these years and had no intention of returning to his side.

He had thought that perhaps it was because her father had remarried and could not reconcile with her that she was unwilling to come back.

But now, he has some new ideas.

The idea was just too bold, making him hesitate about whether he should seek verification.

Some steps, once taken, can never be taken back.

"Buzz buzz buzz".

My phone suddenly vibrated, and the screen displayed my wife's caller ID.

"Ranran."

"I'm not urging you to go home, but Grandpa sent someone over with some things, and I don't know what to do with them."

Su Muran explained why she made the call.

Mu Tingshen smiled and said, "It's only right that you urge me to go home. I like it when you urge me to go home, I like it when you need me."

"Then go home! I need you."

Su Muran blushed and made her request with a hint of shyness in her voice.

She hung up the phone as soon as she finished speaking.

Mu Tingshen held his phone, and the corners of his lips involuntarily turned up again.

Since the two resumed a real relationship, he has vaguely sensed that the atmosphere between them is also subtly changing.

He used to be insecure, always feeling that Su Muran didn't love him that much.

Now, those soft words, "I need you," instantly melted away all the unease in his heart, leaving only a feeling of tenderness in his chest.

Perhaps he should let go of his doubts and anxieties, and wholeheartedly trust someone.

And that person is, first and foremost, Su Muran, and it must be Su Muran.

"You're back?"

Mu Tingshen had just stepped into the entryway to change his shoes when Su Muran jogged downstairs and ran up to him.

Mu Tingshen wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek: "What did Grandpa give you?"

Su Muran took his hand and led him to the living room.

On the coffee table were two sandalwood boxes. Upon opening them, one contained a pair of translucent jade bracelets, their green color bright and even; the other contained a pearl necklace with a smooth, rounded color, clearly of considerable value.

"Grandpa said this is the Mu family's heirloom, and I'll be in charge of keeping it from now on?"

Mu Tingshen looked at it, then held her hand and said, "Since it's a gift for you to keep, just accept it."

"Is something on your mind?"

Su Muran keenly noticed that there was a faint melancholy between his brows, unlike his usual relaxed demeanor.

Mu Tingshen was stunned, then suddenly pulled her into his arms tightly.

"I always longed for my family to notice my emotions and ask me that question, but they never did."

Su Muran hugged him tightly and said with heartache, "Perhaps I can't notice it every time, but I will definitely observe more and put all my attention on you."

She had never understood why Mu Tingshen was emotionally unstable.

Now we know that this child was simply someone who lacked love from a young age. Later, after experiencing abandonment, he became even more prone to anxiety and insecurity.

"Ranran, there's something I want to discuss with you."

Mu Tingshen pushed her away and said seriously.

"You speak, I'm listening."

Su Muran listened attentively.

However, after hearing his words, he frowned slightly and asked worriedly, "Are you sure you want to ask? If things turn out as you expect, you know what the consequences will be."

"I know, but I won't have peace of mind for the rest of my life until I figure it out."

Mu Tingshen said solemnly.

Su Muran hugged him again and said supportively, "I'll help you. However, your father and grandfather definitely won't tell you the truth, but I can try to get information from Ms. Zhao."

"You don't need to go to her. She doesn't like me and won't give you a friendly look. I don't want you to suffer any grievances with her."

Mu Tingshen immediately refused. He only wanted to tell her about his plans and did not intend for her to be involved.

"I'm asking you, who am I?"

Su Muran released him and asked him seriously.

Mu Tingshen smiled, lowered his head and kissed her rosy lips, saying, "My wife."

Su Muran continued seriously, "Since I'm your wife, your business is my business. Why do you have to be so clear about things? I don't know how other couples get along, but the kind of relationship my parents showed me is that husband and wife are one, and they should face everything together."

"Ranran."

Deeply moved, Mu Ting hugged her tightly again.

Now he finally understood why his mother had advised him to spend more time with Su Muran—even if they couldn't become partners in the end, being friends would be good too.

Such a warm and resolute person will make him feel a different kind of warmth in this world.

Mu Huaimin received a call from Mu Tingshen, who wanted to bring Su Muran to his home.

"Okay, come on over! We're all home."

Mu Huaimin was extremely excited.

After hanging up the phone, I immediately told the housekeeper to get ready and then made a menu for him to go grocery shopping.

Zhao Yuan was upstairs, having a heart-to-heart talk with Mu Yunfan.

She both loved and hated her son; she hated that he wasn't ambitious or good enough.

But at the same time, because he is her own child, she cannot give up her care and love for him.

Suddenly hearing a noise downstairs, I came down with Mu Yunfan.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Mu Huaimin bustling around like a headless fly, Zhao Yuan questioned him coldly.

Mu Huaimin stopped and said awkwardly, "Xiao Shen called and said he's bringing... his daughter-in-law over. I'm going to buy some groceries to prepare a family feast."

He dared not suggest that Zhao Yuan entertain him, hoping only that she would not object.