Chapter 53, The 53rd Beam of Light: "Am I... pleasing to the eye...?"

Song Xingyun's heart skipped a beat. The man's fresh scent wafted over her nose, and she managed not to gasp. She simply steadied herself and caught her breath. "Why do you always walk so silently?"

Her soft voice contained a slight hint of accusation, but Yu Mushang only heard the "softness." "Then next time I'll come with my feet on the ground?"

Song Xingyun parted her lips slightly, momentarily speechless.

Yu Mushang frowned. "Why do you seem to be falling silent more and more often when you're with me?"

Song Xingyun realized he might have misunderstood, so she quickly explained, "No, it's just that you seem to like joking around more and more when you're with me, and you're becoming more and more like a real person."

She realized after finishing her sentence that her final words sounded a bit off, but Yu Mushang didn't give her a chance to correct herself. "It seems that Assistant Song had a lot of opinions about me before."

"What do you mean?" Song Xingyun cried out that she was wronged! But she quickly changed her mind and "shut up" him, "It's after work hours now."

"Huh?" Yu Mushang hadn't reacted yet.

Song Xingyun turned around and grabbed his arm, saying, "I'm not Assistant Song."

Call me "girlfriend".

Yu Mushang's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but he did not speak.

Song Xingyun didn't receive a response from him. When she said those words, she was too shy to look up at him, so she couldn't help but tilt her head back. She saw that the man was thinking seriously. She imitated him and asked, "Hmm?"

Yu Mushang felt the force with which she unconsciously tightened her embrace as she spoke. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he felt a urge to tease her again. "I was wondering if just calling her 'girlfriend' isn't enough."

Calling her "girlfriend" isn't enough? What, do you want me to call her "baby" or "darling"?

Just thinking about it made Song Xingyun's ears burn. She usually prided herself on being thick-skinned, but she never expected that just imagining it would make her lose her composure.

Plus, Yu Mushang really knew how to tease her. Regardless of whether her guess was right or wrong, before he could say anything else, she stood on tiptoe, raised her hand, and covered his mouth. "No need! I think having a girlfriend is fine! Let's take it one step at a time!"

"Besides, we're basically in a blind date relationship, so we need to get to know each other slowly. There's no need to rush."

Song Xingyun wanted to slap herself after she finished speaking; too much talk leads to mistakes.

Fortunately, Yu Mushang didn't seem to mind too much; he was just teasing her anyway. "So, a date?"

"Mmm!" Song Xingyun took his arm, using it as her cane, and as they passed the sunroom, she didn't forget to prepare dinner for the couple who were both long-lived and 100-year-olds.

As I walked out of Villa No. 9, there were still a few last rays of red glow on the horizon. "Being able to see the sunset means it's a day I can leave work on time!"

"You've worked hard these past few days."

After Song Xingyun finished speaking, her hand, which had been holding his arm, slid down and finally mustered up the courage to grasp his palm.

Yu Mushang suddenly understood why some people describe a girl's hands as soft and boneless. He squeezed her hand in return, "You too, you've worked hard."

Song Xingyun smiled secretly, "Yes, you've all worked hard."

She first felt the man gently squeeze her hand, then his voice came from above her head, "Describe to me the sunset right now?"

One sentence from him broke Song Xingyun's heart. She took a deep breath and described it to him in great detail.

The two hailed a taxi and arrived at the snack street that Song Xingyun frequented. The aroma of food wafted freely from the street, and Song Xingyun's stomach began to rumble at the same time.

She was a little embarrassed. "It's getting late, it's normal to be hungry!"

Yu Mushang's lips curled up. "Let's go. I'm fully responsible if you're starving."

He picked up the smart white cane that they hadn't used along the way and led her forward. The whole street was bustling with activity. Song Xingyun was still a little worried, "If you're not used to coming to places like this, we can go somewhere else."

The man beside her was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, looking completely out of place in this setting. She had only been thinking about introducing him to the shop she liked, but now it seemed she might have been too hasty.

Thinking of this, Song Xingyun grabbed him and tried to turn around with him, but Yu Mushang's grip was obviously stronger and he didn't budge. "No need, this place is fine."

Song Xingyun was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief, because she could tell that Yu Mushang was telling the truth.

“Mm!” Song Xingyun nodded heavily before leading the man toward the target shop. She took Yu Mushang to a beef rice noodle shop that she frequented. The shop was small, but it was almost full of people at this time.

As the two entered, a table of customers had just finished their meal. The waiters quickly cleared the table, and after their eyes lingered on Yu Mushang for a second, they wiped all the tables and chairs clean again.

Song Xingyun thanked him. The waiter, who was quite young, was a little embarrassed by the sudden thank you and scratched his head.

After Song Xingyun helped Yu Mushang sit down, she was about to get up and sit opposite him when he grabbed the hem of her dress. "What's wrong?"

Then I heard him say, "There's enough space on this bench, why don't you sit next to me?"

So that's what he meant. Song Xingyun didn't think much of it. "That's fine. This way, the seats opposite will be empty, and two more people can sit there, allowing the boss to earn more money."

Yu Mushang listened with a smile as she sat down and muttered to herself, then chimed in, "Yeah, let the boss make more money."

Before Song Xingyun could finish her sentence, a middle-aged woman, leading a boy of about seven or eight years old, stopped at their table and hesitantly asked, "Excuse me, could we share a table?"

Here comes an opportunity for the boss to make more money.

Song Xingyun gently nudged Yu Mushang's forearm with her elbow. "Is it okay?" Of course, she had already thought it through; even if he said no, she would have to convince him.

Unexpectedly, Yu Mushang readily agreed, "Of course."

Song Xingyun smiled, her eyes crinkling; she hadn't misjudged him after all.

Then she turned to the two children and said softly, "It's definitely possible."

"Thank you, sister!" The little boy pulled the middle-aged woman to sit down quickly, and the table was now full.

Song Xingyun quickly ordered two bowls of rice noodles. Yu Mushang listened to the waiter's footsteps as he left, then leaned closer to her and asked, "Didn't you even ask what I wanted?"

Song Xingyun said confidently, "I have a lot of confidence in your preferences. I ordered it, and I guarantee you'll love it."

Yu Mushang's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that she understood him better than he had imagined.

He unconsciously curved the corners of his mouth into a smile.

Suddenly, a little boy's clear voice rang out from across the room, "Handsome Uncle, your smile is so beautiful!"

Yu Mushang's smile froze instantly. "Handsome Uncle? Is he calling me?"

Song Xingyun was pouring tea when she heard this, and her hand trembled slightly. The next second, she looked at the man beside her with interest, "Why are you laughing?"

Yu Mushang was now truly certain that the "handsome uncle" the child was calling was referring to him. His face flushed red, and he didn't respond.

This was the first time Song Xingyun had ever seen him like this. Suddenly, she understood why some people like to tease their partners in a romantic relationship. Who wouldn't love this kind of reaction?

However, to save Yu Mushang's "face," she regained her composure and coughed lightly twice to "correct" the little boy, "It's not appropriate to use 'beauty' before 'uncle.'"

That's what she said, but what she really thought was that it might not be suitable for other people, but this combination was perfect for her boyfriend.

Yu Mushang's hand glided idly across the outside of the bowl. "Is it really that beautiful?"

The people at the table were taken aback for a second upon hearing the question, then a mixture of children's voices and girls' voices exclaimed, "Beautiful!"

It seems Ying Qi wasn't just flattering me? Yu Mushang thought of how Ying Qi always praised his good looks.

He turned his head by instinct and leaned closer to Song Xingyun, "You like it?"

Because Yu Mushang couldn't see, he didn't realize that he was so close to Song Xingyun that she was holding her breath, afraid of disturbing him. He could only let out a little breath and say, "Mmm."

Then she saw the corners of the man's mouth turn up without any attempt to hide it, and she was stunned.

"Your smile is even better this time than last time!" the little boy's voice rang out again.

"That young man is really handsome."

"Times have changed. We used to be all disheveled and worn out at their age."

"Indeed, people should look at more beautiful things."

The surrounding chatter and glances all turned to their table.

This time, it was Song Xingyun who blushed. She suddenly stepped back, took a deep breath, and reached out to cover the lower half of his face. "Don't laugh like that in public."

Yu Mushang was puzzled. "Why?"

Song Xingyun boldly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "You're alluring."

What interrupted them was the steaming hot rice noodles brought over by the waiter. Song Xingyun helped Yu Mushang hold the large bowl in place, and when he ate, no one could tell that he was blind.

The four people at the table remained silent, focusing on their meal.

Song Xingyun would steal glances at him from time to time. She originally thought that Yu Mushang said he didn't mind eating at such a noisy little shop just to coax her, but she didn't expect that he would actually eat so heartily.

An hour later, the two took a walk to digest their food. Song Xingyun leaned closer and sniffed him. Yu Mushang heard her movement and asked, "What are you doing?"

Song Xingyun tugged at his sleeve, "No, it's just that your clothes smell like that shop, you..."

Yu Mushang, unusually, interrupted her, "Doesn't it smell good?"

Song Xingyun shook her head, "To be honest, it smells really good, and I'd like to have another bowl."

After she finished speaking, she swallowed, which Yu Mushang, who had already moved closer to her, heard clearly. He let out a low chuckle, his voice very magnetic, "That's good."

"Do you think I'm attractive enough to be a feast for the eyes?"

Song Xingyun: ?

"Show...show off?"

She looked up and realized how close he was to her. As she stumbled backward, she instinctively grabbed the fabric of his shirt. Yu Mushang sensed her movement and wrapped his arm around her slender waist.

After the guarantor regained his footing, he spoke again, "So proactive?"

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