After taking a shower, Song Ci wanted to go to bed directly, but when she got to the bed, she suddenly remembered that her manuscript from yesterday seemed to be still in the study. She didn't have time to pick it up this morning, but now, Mu Jingjue was there. It would be a bad idea for her to go there to get it herself, right?

The study is his place. It's okay for me to go there when he is on a business trip, but he is working there now. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to go there alone?

Song Ci was a little conflicted, but the study was so big, it wouldn't be too much to give himself half of it, right?

He shouldn't be someone who is extremely strong in that field, right?

In the end, work took precedence, she convinced herself, and went to the study and knocked on the door.

There was a crisp "come in" from inside, and then there was no sound. Song Ci turned the doorknob and just walked in. Mu Jingjue, who was working at his desk, looked up at him and their eyes met.

Mu Jingjue didn't expect her to come at this time, but then he remembered that designers usually have more inspiration at night.

Song Ci didn't think it was a big deal just now, but now he suddenly felt that the atmosphere seemed a little off. It was late at night and in a quiet place like the study, the silence made people feel awkward unconsciously.

"I'll get the manuscript." Song Ci spoke somewhat unnaturally, breaking the strange silence.

"Hmm." He hummed, withdrew his gaze from her, and lowered his head to work again.

Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, and then walked towards the table, but when she got to his side, she was in trouble. She sat in his seat yesterday, and the manuscript was on his desk, but when she looked, the manuscript was gone. He must have put it in the drawer, and he was sitting in front of the drawer. If he wanted to get the manuscript, he had to get up.

But seeing how serious he was, she didn't know how to start the conversation for a moment and just stood there.

Mu Jingjue dealt with it for a while, then found that the person was standing beside him without moving. He looked back at her in confusion, "What's wrong? Aren't you here to pick up the manuscript?"

"You should have put the manuscript in the drawer?" Song Ci pointed to the drawer in front of him and said.

"Drawer?" Mu Jingjue looked down at the drawer in front of him. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have put a few pieces of paper in it just now.

He opened the drawer and saw several pieces of paper inside, with the design clearly visible on them.

He carefully picked up the manuscript and handed it to her: "It's a good drawing."

Although he is not a designer, he thinks it is pretty good just by looking at it.

Song Ci was praised and said a little embarrassedly: "Not bad."

Although many people praised my work, I still felt a little embarrassed to be praised in person by him.

"That's great. Are you going to participate in the competition?" Mu Jingjue asked casually.

"Um."

"come on."

Song Ci nodded. After getting the manuscript, she walked out and walked a few steps to the opposite side of his desk.

Mu Jingjue looked up at her, not understanding why she turned back?

"Can I use this study too?" Song Ci asked opposite him.

Mu Jingjue laughed a little when he heard this. Did his wife think he was stingy? She didn't even let her use the study?

With such a big study, adding ten of her would not be a problem, but now, looking at her expression, he suddenly had some bad thoughts.

"What if I say no?" The deep voice was inexplicably filled with joy.

Song Ci blinked his eyes when he heard this. This guy is so stingy that he doesn't even give him a stool?

She sat down on the chair opposite him as if to oppose him, and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone: "No, I'm just asking politely, I don't want your consent."

Mu Jingjue raised his eyebrows when he heard this. This wife seemed a little different.

"Mrs. Mu, are they all so surprising?"

"Yes, Mr. Mu may need more adaptation in the future."

Humph, you teased me, and I can't fight back? You little brat, I'm not stupid.

Hearing this, Mu Jingjue leaned forward and asked her across the table, "Mrs. Mu is so overbearing. I have to give you half of the table, whether I want to or not."

"Of course, I'm Mrs. Mu now, so it's not too much to give you half of my study. Besides, I only want half of your desk. Don't be so stingy."

Song Ci also imitated him, leaning forward and looking at him provocatively.

"Thank you, Mrs. Mu, for being so kind and letting me use only half of the table."

"It's no big deal, Mr. Mu, but don't be stingy, otherwise..."

"What else?" Mu Jingjue suddenly stood up and walked straight in front of her.

Song Ci looked at the handsome face that suddenly appeared in front of him. The next second, he didn't know what he was about to say and his brain short-circuited.

"Hmm?" His magnetic voice suddenly hit her ears, and her mind seemed to explode all of a sudden. She didn't even know what he said specifically.

Damn it, he actually used his voice to bewitch people. Song Ci felt a little disgusted with himself for being bewitched by a mere voice.

Song Ci still didn't respond. She didn't know why she got confused at the critical moment.

Foul, serious foul. Why did he use the beauty trap and sound attack?

Mu Jingjue looked at her stunned expression and laughed softly: "It seems that the old ancestor's beauty trap is still very effective. Next time when Madam Mu wants to be overbearing, I will just use the beauty trap on her."