Afterwards, Rong Shang saw his eyes light up as he took something out of a small cabinet under the tea table.
Unfortunately, the other party valued the item in his hand too much. As soon as it was taken out of the cabinet, he stuffed it into his pocket without even checking it.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
As Mu Chen turned around, Rong Shang pretended not to notice.
"Honey, what are you looking for?"
"It's nothing." His tone remained indifferent.
Mu Chen glanced at her quickly and then sat down in the seat opposite her.
Rong Shang lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze thoughtful. She suddenly asked, "That Qi Yan seems to be—"
The words hadn't even been finished.
A cold voice came from the front, "Shut up!"
Rong Shang fell silent immediately.
Mu Chen glanced at her, his brows furrowed.
Qi Yan, Qi Yan, it's Qi Yan all day long.
I just helped her up that day.
Women are really strange; they can fall in love with someone else so easily.
Rong Chang, “…”
"It's getting late, let's wash up and go to bed."
"Okay." Rong Shang smiled. "Then, could you take me back to my room, husband?"
There was no sound.
"Husband?" Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, her smile deepening. "Actually, I think Qi Yan—"
"stand up."
Upon hearing her mention Qi Yan's name again, Mu Chen immediately walked over from the other side, reached out, and grabbed her wrist.
The familiar fragrance enveloped her nose, and as Rong Chang lowered her eyes, a hint of amusement flashed in them.
Then, she fell down.
The moment she stood up, she fell right into his arms.
She reached into his pocket and casually touched him.
It's round, it looks like...
"Shen Qinghuan!"
Just as he was wondering what was inside, a hand suddenly covered his head, followed by a slightly annoyed voice from above, "Don't touch me like that."
"Honey, what's in your pocket? It's round."
Rong Shang raised her head, looking completely bewildered.
Mu Chen lowered his head and met her gaze.
He pursed his lips and said calmly, "It's none of your business."
"Go to sleep."
After saying that, Mu Chen pulled her upstairs.
But as she followed behind him, Rong Shang's gaze never left his pocket.
Is it just my imagination?
Why does she always feel like there's a Blood Spirit Pearl inside?
But after thinking about it, I realized it didn't make much sense.
If it were truly a Blood Spirit Pearl, it shouldn't be completely devoid of any flame.
Perhaps she's overthinking it.
She raised her hand to pinch her brow, and just then the man in front of her stopped. Rong Shang didn't notice and bumped into him in a hurry.
Thump, my back stiffened.
Mu Chen glanced back at her; she was just putting down her hand and looking up.
He seemed a little angry. "Shen Qinghuan, you've been absent-minded. What's wrong? Missing a man?"
She never used to be like this.
When we were together, she would always try to make conversation.
He got annoyed by what they said, got up, and left.
Unlike now, when he takes her hand, she's thinking about her dog behind him.
dog?
He probably thought she didn't know.
After Mu Chen thought about it, he suddenly heard her say, "I'm thinking about you, my husband."
Is that him, the dog?
Rong Shang suddenly laughed.
Mu Chen's heart skipped a beat as he stared at her.
"why are you laughing?"
"It's nothing." Rong Shang turned her face away and smiled, staring at the floor.
A hand reached out, pinched her face, and turned her around.
Originally, Rong Shang thought he wanted to say or do something, so she just stood there obediently and let him do as he pleased.
But to his surprise, he stared into her eyes for several seconds.
His gaze returned to his original position, and his hand had already been lowered.
"sleep."
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