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

Su Muran went to the bathroom to call Lin Xiaowei and tell her that she wouldn't be coming home tonight and that she shouldn't wait for her.

"Weren't you supposed to be eating? Why aren't you going home?"

"Our interactions were too awkward, so he suggested we stay together. That way, when we return to China in two days, my brother wouldn't easily notice anything amiss."

"That's right. We can't let Su Mingli find out that you two are a fake couple, or he might go crazy again."

Upon hearing the word "crazy," Su Muran's heart trembled, and she quickly composed herself and hung up the phone.

Mu Tingshen was waiting for her outside.

She had promised to treat us.

However, when she went to pay the bill, she discovered that Mu Tingshen had already paid.

"Didn't we agree that I'd treat? Why did you pay the bill?"

Mu Tingshen explained casually, "You always paid when we went out three years ago, so it's only natural that I should pay now."

Su Muran thought to herself, "You really have a strong competitive spirit; you even have to fight for face in something like this."

"I told Xiaowei I wasn't going home tonight... Oh no, I forgot to tell her I needed to go home to get a change of clothes."

Su Muran tapped her head in frustration. She had felt like there was something she hadn't explained, and now she finally remembered.

Seeing that she was still so confused, Mu Tingshen couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

However, she quickly regained her composure and said, "It's okay. When I went home with you, I didn't bring anything either. Now you can leave everything to me without preparing anything."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Su Muran has now figured out his temper. How she treated him back then is how he will treat her now.

However, I hadn't treated him badly back then, so I wasn't particularly worried.

She had been to this presidential suite once before, so she knew it had more than one bedroom.

He'll definitely be staying in the master bedroom, so it's natural for him to go to the guest room.

"where you go?"

From the moment the two entered the door, Mu Tingshen's heart began to beat faster than usual.

He turned his head and saw her walking towards the guest room. He immediately frowned and grabbed her arm.

Su Muran looked at him with clear eyes and replied seriously, "Go to the guest room. What, can't we stay in this guest room? Then I'll go to another one."

"Didn't we say we wanted to get back to how we were before? How can you get used to each other quickly if you're sleeping in the guest room?"

Mu Tingshen deliberately moved his fingertips up an inch along her arm, clearly feeling the sudden heat rising from her skin.

Su Muran's ears turned bright red instantly. She wasn't stupid; she immediately understood what he meant.

She murmured softly, "We used to sleep in separate rooms, but we got to know each other just the same..."

Mu Tingshen stared at her, and seeing her flustered and evasive eyes, he finally had no choice but to let go of her hand.

"We can sleep in separate rooms, but shouldn't we have a hug before going to sleep? Or... a goodnight kiss?"

"Ah, it never happened before..."

"I was embarrassed when we first got married, but now we're an old married couple, and we're still so awkward with each other, only holding hands. Don't you find that strange?"

Mu Tingshen interrupted her, offering a sophistry and arguing his point.

However, he himself felt guilty about giving this reason.

I originally thought Su Muran wouldn't believe it, but to my surprise, she actually did?

"You make a good point."

Su Muran suddenly realized why Su Mingli had seen through her three years ago; it turned out they weren't close enough.

She immediately hugged him and stood on tiptoe to kiss him on the cheek.

"Good night."

After saying that, he quickly turned around and went back to his room.

Mu Tingshen: "..."

All her actions were too fast and too sudden, catching him completely off guard.

By the time she realized what was happening, she had already gone back to her room.

He stood there, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of his chest. He quickly reached out and pressed his hand to his chest, but the violent beating continued to pound uncontrollably against his sternum.

He was brought back to his senses when his phone rang.

I took a deep breath, calmed my racing heart, and answered the phone in a calm tone.

Actually, Su Muran was also very nervous after doing those things, otherwise she wouldn't have been in such a hurry to escape the scene.

Back in her room, her face turned red. She stood blankly at the door for who knows how long.

I didn't come to my senses until my legs went numb.

But then she suddenly remembered that she hadn't changed her clothes yet.

I opened the wardrobe, wanting to find a bathrobe to take a shower.

As a result, she found several sets of women's dresses and loungewear neatly hanging in the wardrobe, and even her underwear was prepared, all in the same size as her usual clothes.

"When were you preparing this?"

Su Muran muttered to herself.

A warm feeling welled up in my heart.

Three years ago, when she first started living with Mu Tingshen, it was also the first time she moved out of the Su family home and lived alone.

She was once the apple of the eye of the Su family, a family of scholars for generations, and a prestigious family in Suzhou with a history of over a hundred years.

Her parents raised her with great care from a young age, teaching her music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and nurturing her compassion and kindness, but they hadn't had time to teach her how to be independent.

So in the beginning, it was more accurate to say that Mu Tingshen took care of her rather than saying that she was keeping him as a mistress.

Aside from being rich, she has virtually no life skills.

During the six months they lived together, she still had to go to school, and Mu Tingshen took care of everything at home.

Without Mu Tingshen, she would have had a terrible life right after leaving home.

After taking a shower, I went outside to get some water.

Unexpectedly, the study light was still on; Mu Tingshen had not yet returned to his room to rest.

After hesitating for a moment, I heated up a glass of milk for him and brought it over.

"Knock knock knock".

"Enter."

"It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Su Muran placed the hot milk in front of him; she remembered that he had a habit of drinking a glass of hot milk before going to bed.

Mu Tingshen's eyes lit up when he saw the hot milk.

She replied gently, "There's still some work to finish. Go to sleep first."

"Do you need my help?"

Su Muran asked politely.

After asking that question, she prepared to leave.

How could Mu Tingshen possibly need her help?

result……

"Okay, you can stay and help me if you're willing."

Mu Tingshen agreed.

Su Muran: "..."

She was just being polite, why did he actually ask her for help?

However, remembering that he would help him with his homework three years ago, he felt embarrassed to refuse.

"What do you need me to do?"

"I've seen your resume. You're in a technical role. I have some data here; could you help me with the data analysis?"

Mu Tingshen stood up and offered her his seat.

Su Muran had no choice but to sit down, thinking to herself, "They even found out what she's good at, no wonder they agreed to let her help."

The data was quickly organized, and the operation was skilled and fast. In no time, the results were handed to Mu Tingshen.

Looking at the well-organized analysis results on the screen, Mu Tingshen lightly tapped the desktop with his fingertip.

He whispered a compliment: "Well done."

Su Muran blushed, embarrassed by his praise.

Mu Tingshen stared at her reddened ear tips, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily, but he quickly said, "Help me do another risk assessment."

He bent down and reached behind her, his arm crossing over her to cover the keyboard. He partially encircled her in his arms and pulled up another document.