Chapter 31. Older people are more caring.

[What kind of pure love story is this?? A love that transcends time and space??]

[(Shocked face) Please shout out your wish!]

[Finally, a collaboration!]

What's the difference between a Qixi Festival collaboration and an official relationship announcement?

Su Cheng's head was buzzing. What "someone"? It was clearly "a cat"!

It was clearly a touching promise between a human and a cat, but when he said it so affectionately, a sudden itch rose in her heart.

The person involved expressed deep regret, saying they should have gone over the script before starting the live stream!

But even though she's not a professional streamer, she still has basic professional ethics.

Stay calm, stay calm.

“I’ve heard about Fangnaoke’s promise.” Her mind raced, and Su Cheng quickly steered the conversation back on track. “Although it has retired honorably and is living a happy life in its new home, I will fulfill its promise.”

“I can give you the surrounding area, but…” she changed the subject, “you have to give me something in return, right?”

Su Cheng switched from offense to defense, her bright pupils quietly watching him as she approached him step by step.

A faint, sweet fragrance quietly filled the air; the scent of the perfume carefully chosen for the date unknowingly seeped into Jiang Muzhou's ears, nose, and mouth.

A moment of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Their eyes met, and his heart suddenly started racing.

Jiang Muzhou averted his gaze and secretly glanced at Lin Yang.

He felt a pang of guilt, and inexplicably felt the absurdity of having an affair in front of his wife.

As a casual observer, Lin Yang couldn't tell whether the two were in the drama or in real life.

He felt he shouldn't be there; he should be in the car.

During her first live broadcast, Lin Yang was so nervous that her hands trembled, and she had to take several deep breaths to steady the camera.

However, he was exceptionally talented, and by sheer accident, he revealed his astonishing talent as a paparazzi.

Because once the camera was adjusted, the two people, who were actually a short distance apart in reality, looked like they were about to kiss due to the camera angle.

[Is this already so explicit, given it's only their first time working together?]

[Ahhhh, they've stuck them on!]

[You audacious scoundrel, let go of my wife!]

[According to the script, the plot should involve her offering herself to him.]

[I changed color]

[Oh my god, is this something I can watch for free?]

Su Cheng used her fingertips to lift the sword hilt, deftly untied the black sword tassel, and then threaded one end of the tassel into the small hole of the badge, transforming it into a lively ornament in no time.

She waved the spoils in her hand, raised an eyebrow at Jiang Muzhou, and said, "I'll gladly accept the gift." Then she spread her palm and casually drew a circle around herself, "Take whatever you like from the merchandise in the warehouse."

[This is the bus that goes to the kindergarten.]

[You're showing me a craft workshop when everyone's acting all gloomy??]

[A token of love!!]

[This isn't a gift of money, it's clearly a betrothal gift!]

The kitten-like Xiaoxue seemed to sense that Jiang Muzhou was about to leave, and thinking that her service was inadequate, she immediately changed to a new way of acting cute.

First, it nuzzled against him with its pink little nose, then it raised its fluffy tail and gently brushed the tip of its tail against his arm, almost as if it wanted to say, "Touch me!"

[Such a fat tail, is it fed separately?][Xiaoxue: Don't tell my family I do this outside]

[Cat: Human, easily defeated]

[Unexpectedly, Xiaoxue was the one with the most daring content during the live stream.]

[Okay, I'll kiss it to death later.]

Su Cheng scooped up Xiao Xue, who was lingering beside Jiang Muzhou, and pulled her into her arms. She poked Xiao Xue's little head and pretended to be angry, saying, "Xiao Xue is too easily trusting of humans with ulterior motives. She is no longer suitable to be in charge of warehouse security."

The innocent little snowflake thought Su Cheng was praising it, so it proudly raised its head and kept rubbing its soft fur against Su Cheng's face.

A happy snoring sound burst from its throat, and through the microphone on Su Cheng's collar, it spread throughout the entire live broadcast room.

[Hey streamer, why does your cat keep buzzing?]

I won't say who the person with ulterior motives is.

[Touch it! Quick, touch it! The world's most indifferent livestreaming room has been born!]

Tractors are not allowed to park in the city.

[Baby, you're like a sweet and soft motorcycle.]

Su Cheng patiently smoothed Xiaoxue's tangled fur, and only after it regained its peak appearance did she show it to the camera from all angles. "Xiaoxue is a one-and-a-half-year-old adult cat. As you can see, its clinginess level is five stars."

"So don't ever think that older kittens are harder to tame; that's a misconception." She winked in Jiang Muzhou's direction. "Even our aloof male god was won over by it, after all..."

The afterglow of the setting sun.

Jiang Muzhou was backlit, his eyebrows and eyes hidden in the haze.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, the tips of her ears, which were held together by the straps of her mask, seemed to be tinged with a thin blush.

The lines I had already mentally reviewed suddenly became stuck.

The cunning human, who was also a cold and aloof god, picked up where Su Cheng left off, and said slowly, "After all, he's older, so he'll be more considerate."

-

After pressing the end button for the live stream and handing the phone back to Su Cheng, Lin Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Muzhou and Su Cheng were busy removing the neck camera from Xiaoxue's neck.

Lin Yang's eyes flickered.

They only had eyes for each other; they felt completely superfluous standing there.

He could openly and honestly like her for two years, and he could also sincerely wish her happiness.

A thousand words are reduced to a single sigh.

So Lin Yang made up an excuse to take Xiao Xue back to the cat cage and left in a hurry.

The warehouse's iron door was opened, and the sweltering heat from outside unexpectedly spread into this small space. Jiang Muzhou's pupils contracted as the sweltering air hit him, pressing against his chest and making it hard for him to breathe.

Using the script of a business couple, he had a brief but lucid dream.

But Cinderella always heard the midnight bells ringing.

He turned his back to Su Cheng, pretending to still be carefully selecting items from the shelves.

But his gaze always avoided the one he wanted most.

The excitement and anticipation of a girl going on a date was about to appear on her face.

But it wasn't born because of him.

He stood there, his fingers clenching and unclenching, hesitant to go forward, yet hoping the ball would end much later, much later.

"Let's go." Su Cheng's voice was light and cheerful, and even her steps seemed exceptionally light.

He knew that the person she was waiting for had arrived.

It's time for him to wake up from his dream.

His deep black eyes were clouded with gloom.

He secretly rejoiced that he had worn a mask today, otherwise his downturned mouth would have looked quite contorted.

"Do you have decision-making anxiety?" Su Cheng thought he was just embarrassed to choose, so she generously made the decision for him, "How about this, we have some in stock here, I'll give you one of each."

Of course, it wasn't a cover-up that was given to him; she paid for it herself.

But when these words reached Jiang Muzhou's ears, they carried an unexpected sense of urging.

Since they've already been kicked out by their owner, why should they shamelessly stay here?

He took off his mask and walked straight out the door in silence.

He walked quickly, afraid of causing trouble for others and himself if he stayed behind.

My phone vibrated slightly in my pocket.

A friend messaged him asking if he should still reserve the table he had previously made.

They stopped in front of the car.

In fact, this live broadcast was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather a long-planned scheme.

From the moment he proposed to her at the hot pot restaurant that they be a couple, no matter how far her adoption video progressed, he planned to invite her to a joint live stream on Qixi Festival (Chinese Valentine's Day), and then use the success of the live stream as an excuse to invite her to dinner.

But none of that matters now.

He shook his head, his left hand carefully choosing the right words in the chat box, while his right hand was already on the car door handle.

Just as he was about to press the send button, Su Cheng's voice came from behind him, "Hey, wait for me."

The finger that was typing the message paused.

He immediately turned off his phone screen, as if trying to lock some secret into the darkness.

Su Cheng had just locked the warehouse door when she turned around and found that Jiang Muzhou, tall and long-legged, had already walked far away.

She was even generous enough to plan to treat him to a whole set of merchandise as a reward out of her own pocket.

She jogged a few steps and caught up with Jiang Muzhou, who was standing next to the Land Rover.

With one hand on her hip, she bent over, panting heavily, and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Aren't we coming together?"

Jiang Muzhou choked slightly upon hearing this, and his temples throbbed.

He didn't think he was generous enough to personally drive them to their date.

He lifted his eyelids and met her hopeful gaze.

Well, being a driver isn't a bad option.

Jiang Muzhou turned his head and looked behind her.

It was empty; no one else was with them.

He paused for a moment, suppressing the surging emotions within him, and asked, "Where is Lin Yang?"

Su Cheng was taken aback, thinking he wanted to thank Lin Yang for his hard work as a human tripod, and explained, "He said he had something to do, so he left first."

The dark clouds in his eyes dispersed.

A barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Muzhou quickly walked around to the passenger side and reached out to open the car door for Su Cheng.

The air conditioning was turned on beforehand, so the car wasn't too stuffy.

Su Cheng skillfully pulled the seatbelt over and carefully inserted the buckle into the slot, unlike the first time she rode in his car when she couldn't even find the right position for the buckle.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jiang Muzhou's phone screen glowing white, hovering over a chat interface.

It seemed that he was frowning and looking at his phone when she ran over.

The shadow cast by the stray hairs on his forehead obscured his eyebrows and eyes, and with a quick glance, she couldn't really see him clearly.

But then she suddenly realized that today was Qixi Festival (Chinese Valentine's Day).

She felt a chill run down her spine. She had taken it for granted that he was also going home, and hadn't even asked if he had any plans before getting into his car.

The air inside the car felt somewhat stagnant.

She fidgeted with her fingers, her eyelids drooping.

The disordered heartbeat mixed with the roar of the engine, leaving her feeling completely disoriented.

The car door next to the driver's seat was opened.

"now……"

"now……"

The two spoke at the same time.

Su Cheng's knuckles, gripping the seatbelt, turned slightly white. She fell silent, gesturing for Jiang Muzhou to speak first.

As dusk approached, streetlights illuminated the roadside.

A gentle light appeared in Jiang Muzhou's eyes. "Today is Qixi Festival."

"I...I know." Su Cheng was already prepared to be kicked out of the car, her fingers slowly reaching for the seatbelt buckle. "If..."

"If you don't have any appointments." Jiang Muzhou paused, his chest heaving slightly.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he straightened his back and stared into those evasive eyes. "Can you give me a chance?"