Chapter 187 Let a stuffed dog watch TV with him?
Mu Jia staggered back two steps, her high heels slipped on the marble floor, and she fell backwards uncontrollably.
Just when she thought she was going to fall, her back unexpectedly bumped into a solid and warm embrace.
The familiar scent of cedar mixed with the rich aroma of whiskey instantly enveloped her.
He just drank.
Mu Jia subconsciously grabbed the forearm that was wrapped around her waist, and through the fabric of the high-end custom-made suit, she could clearly feel the taut muscle lines on the man's arm.
His body recognized the person before his mind did, and Mu Jia lowered his voice, "Xie Siyan..."
"Let's go out, okay?"
Just now, when she was making an excuse to go inside, she was seen by Song Mingxi.
She hadn't told Song Mingxi about their relationship yet, and she couldn't imagine how embarrassed Song Mingxi would be now that he was caught.
All Mu Jia could think about was her best friend standing up for her, and she completely ignored the opinions of the people behind her.
As he finished speaking, the arm around his waist not only did not loosen, but instead tightened even more. He lowered his breath and sprayed it into his ear, "Did Song Mingxi introduce you to a man?"
There are no secrets at this small gathering.
Besides, Xie Siyan had just been dealing with several groups of people. Mu Jia gritted her teeth and turned her head to look at him. She wanted to explain a little and said softly, "She doesn't know we're back together, Xie Siyan."
In the silver mirror opposite, two overlapping figures were reflected. Mu Jia looked away a little embarrassedly and raised his head to look at his neck.
Xie Siyan has fair skin, and sometimes his face would turn slightly red after drinking. His vision was not very clear at the moment, but he was in good condition. Mu Jia originally thought that after explaining it to him, he should let himself go.
The result is no.
Xie Siyan frowned slightly, and gently pinched Mu Jia's chin with his fingertips, forcing her to look directly at him. "Zheng Pingzhou has three mistresses in Beijing, one of whom is his cousin's fiancée." His voice was low and a little displeased. "Song Mingxi probably didn't do due diligence before introducing you."
Mu Jia opened his mouth and exclaimed "Ah", his almond eyes filled with shock.
Although she had no plans to find another partner at this stage, Song Mingxi was deeply concerned about her lifelong event, and she truly felt their friendship. Thinking of her friend staying up all night to screen candidates for her, how could it be possible...
"Don't believe me?" Xie Siyan raised his eyebrows.
"It's not that I don't believe you," Mu Jia's voice softened, his fingertips unconsciously twisting Xie Siyan's sleeves, and he explained to him in a coaxing manner, "Mingxi is concerned about me and is worried about my lifelong affairs."
Xie Siyan's thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and his jawline was tense.
The eyes behind the lenses were as dark as ink, probably because he was dissatisfied with her words defending Song Mingxi - he felt that she did not believe him.
The locker room fell into a brief silence. Mu Jia was thinking of other words to say when he heard Xie Siyan say, "Then next time he messes around with his sister-in-law, I'll take you to see it."
Mu Jia's eyes widened when he heard that. His cheeks instantly turned red, and even his ears were stained with crimson. "No, no need!"
She shook her head in panic, her voice trembling slightly with embarrassment.
My cousin's fiancée...this relationship is too confusing.
Mu Jia was secretly shocked in his heart.
The ways of the upper class were beyond the imagination of an ordinary person like her.
And Xie Siyan said he would "take her to see" -
How did he get hold of this private information? And how was he planning to take her to "observe" it? Was it what she had imagined?
Mu Jia sighed for a moment, feeling that he had been led astray by him. He had seen several movies before, and there seemed to be such plots. Once dangerous thoughts arose, all kinds of embarrassing scenes emerged in his mind uncontrollably.
Mu Jia hurriedly cut off his wandering thoughts and felt that the air in the locker room suddenly became thinner.
"I suddenly remembered..." She turned away awkwardly, her fingers twisting his sleeve unconsciously, looking for an excuse, "I didn't eat dinner today, and now my stomach hurts a little... Can we go first?"
Mu Jia didn't want to stay at this party any longer.
She knew clearly that the conversation she had just had with Zheng Pingzhou was probably seen by all the guests present.
If it is really as Xie Siyan said.
If she went out now, she didn't know how to face the prying eyes present.
Just thinking about it makes me suffocate.
As soon as Mu Jia finished speaking, the biting coldness around Xie Siyan subsided a little. He lowered his eyes, and his deep gaze wandered over her face.
Then ask, “…hungry?”
Mu Jia nodded obediently, pecking at rice like a chicken, then grabbed his suit sleeve and shook it, "Let's go back, okay? Are you hungry? I can cook you a midnight snack."
Anyway, this small party is also to create an atmosphere for Zhou Xu and Song Mingxi who have just welcomed a baby girl. It is enough that the gifts are delivered and the people are present. The two of them should not mind them leaving early.
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but Xie Siyan always felt that after two weeks, Mu Jia's reaction was different from before, for example...
Xie Siyan pursed his lips and asked, "Go to your house?"
Mu Jia was completely unaware of his thoughts. She nodded and looked at him pleadingly, "Let's go. My car is parked outside, or you can take a taxi back."
——
Xie Siyan followed Mu Jia back to her detached villa on the outskirts of the city.
This three-story building in European and American style is surrounded by carefully maintained rose walls. When you open the door, warm yellow light instantly pours out, illuminating the sunflowers placed at the entrance.
"Please sit down for a while."
Mu Jia hurriedly changed into slippers, stuffed a half-human-high Dalmatian doll into his arms, turned on the TV, and said to him slightly stiffly, "It will be ready soon."
Then he went into the kitchen.
Xie Siyan sat on the off-white fabric sofa in a daze, glaring at the silly-smiling plush dog he was forced to hold in his arms. He threw the dog aside and looked at the TV in front of him.
The radio station was playing an unknown variety show, probably one that Mu Jia usually liked to watch. The host was in high spirits and several guests laughed along.
Xie Siyan couldn't help but look down at the grinning doll next to him, then looked up at the busy figure in the kitchen, and his brows unconsciously frowned.
——What is this? Does it mean letting a stuffed dog watch TV with him?
In the open kitchen, Mu Jia was standing on tiptoe to reach the high spice jar. The collar of his home clothes tilted back slightly with the movement, revealing a section of his fair neck.
Xie Siyan's gaze lingered on that piece of skin for a moment, looking at the busy figures in the kitchen, with that question lingering in his mind:
Not only did she take the initiative to invite him home.
Now she is cooking for him herself?
Throughout Xie Siyan's growth process, Cheng Yu was a wealthy lady who had never had to do housework. There were chefs and nannies at home. When Xie Siyan was young, Cheng Yu never even fed him herself. It was always the aunt at home who did it for him.
Cheng Yu studied abroad, and the only culinary skills she loves are baking and desserts. Now that she is older, she occasionally makes some Chinese desserts when she feels like it.
There is no cooking.
Xie Siyan threw away the doll that was in the way, stood up and walked to the kitchen island. There were several prepared ingredients on the counter. Xie Siyan asked, "Do you need my help?"
Just as he finished speaking, a potato was stuffed into his hand.
Mu Jia didn't even raise his head. "You peel this."
Xie Siyan held the potato in a daze, then met Mu Jia's gaze. Mu Jia pursed her lips and fixed her gaze on his tense handsome face for two seconds, "...You can't?"
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