Mu Chenshuang put on an outer robe and came out of the inner chamber. She saw the man sitting on the stool. He held the teacup with his fair and slender fingers, put it to his lips and took a leisurely sip. Every move he made exuded an innate kingly aura. Just looking at his appearance was truly pleasing to the eye. If you were not careful, you would find it hard to resist.
Fu Junheng put down his teacup, turned his head to look at the woman standing motionless beside the curtain, a smile playing on his lips, his pupils gleaming with an intriguing light, "Shuang'er is mesmerized."
The words were spoken.
Mu Chenshuang's face instantly turned cold. She stepped forward and said coldly, "I'm not as shallow as some people."
Fu Junheng raised his hand with interest, rested his elbow on the table, tilted his head, and let a strand of silver hair fall onto the back of his hand. He looked at Mu Chenshuang with a wicked and amused look in his eyes and said, "I am such a shallow person that I only like to admire your beauty, Shuang'er."
Even though she was wearing an outer robe, it couldn't hide her graceful and slender figure underneath. She was stunningly beautiful even without makeup.
He wanted to completely possess her, making his possessiveness, which belonged only to him, even stronger.
As Mu Chenshuang listened to the man's increasingly explicit words, his nakedly seductive gaze became even more undisguised. She recalled the first time she met him; he was reserved, aloof, and unapproachable. Now he had become charming and alluring. Indeed, one cannot judge a book by its cover.
"So, if I were disfigured one day, you probably wouldn't even look at me properly." As Mu Chenshuang spoke, her gaze was fixed on Fu Junheng's changing expression, but his expression remained unchanged throughout, his deep eyes revealing an unfathomable darkness.
Suddenly, Fu Junheng stood up.
Mu Chenshuang frowned and stared at him.
Fu Junheng walked around the round table to Mu Chenshuang's back, bent down and hugged the woman from behind.
Mu Chenshuang tensed up. She turned her head and her chin was gently lifted by the man's fingers, forcing her to look into those eyes that could pull a person into an abyss.
The man parted his thin lips slightly and said softly, "No matter what you become, Shuang'er, I will only be happy for you."
His words struck her heart like a heavy hammer, her fingers involuntarily clenching together. Her heart was not as calm as when Shen Nanzhi spoke tenderly to her; it was a feeling of uncontrollable rapid beating.
Before she could react, the man smiled wickedly, his eyes full of ambiguity, "Shuang'er, your heart is beating so fast, is it because you're smitten with me?"
The words were spoken.
Mu Chenshuang's pupils widened, and she suddenly came to her senses. The man's hand had already wandered into her chest without her noticing.
"You... bastard."
Mu Chenshuang was furious and raised her hand to slap him, but as soon as she raised her hand, her wrist was grabbed and the man even kissed her fingers. The temperature of the touch was like an electric current, stimulating her heart along her arm and causing her whole body to tremble uncontrollably.
She seemed powerless to resist his advances.
"If you're pregnant, try to avoid getting angry and eat your meal first."
Fu Junheng had no intention of continuing to tease her. He released her hand, his gaze falling on the table, and asked, "Is this what you like to eat?"
Mu Chenshuang angrily pulled her hand back; this man always managed to provoke her emotions so easily.
She lowered her gaze, trying her best to calm her anger. When she opened her eyes again and saw the style of the breakfast, she knew it came from Miaoxinzhai. Miaoxinzhai's pastries were famous throughout the country. Even the royal family and nobles were obsessed with Miaoxinzhai's pastries. Some of their specialty pastries even needed to be ordered a month or even several months in advance. Even if you had money, you might not be able to buy them.
These were all Miaoxinzhai specialties, pastries made exclusively for the royal family.
But how could he know that he liked to eat Miaoxinzhai's pastries?
Sudden.
She remembered that Shen Nanzhi had sent over some snacks today, and the boxes containing the snacks were specially supplied by Miaoxinzhai and had a mark on them, so she noticed this and had them sent over early in the morning.
This made her think of what he had said at Qinglong Temple that day, which reminded her of this place. That's why he was secretly competing with Shen Nanzhi in everything.
Fu Junheng watched Mu Chenshuang deep in thought, motionless. He picked up a strand of hair that was draped over her shoulder, played with it, and put it to his lips. He asked in a low voice, "What is Shuang'er thinking about?"
Mu Chenshuang did not answer his question. "Aren't you leaving yet? Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"
It was almost dawn.
"I'll leave after I see you eat."
Mu Chenshuang had no intention of arguing with him. She picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of soup.
Fu Junheng sat beside her and had breakfast together.
After eating.
Fu Junheng got up to leave, and just when Mu Chenshuang thought he would give up, he suddenly stopped, turned around and glanced at Mu Chenshuang, his eyes filled with evil, and said, "If Shuang'er does not want to see me, I will have to come again at night. I suddenly feel that the night is more suitable for the two of us to be together than the day."
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