Wenwan went to the next room to take a shower. When she saw that the clothes she had hung out last night were dry, she took them off and put them on. She also washed the suspender nightgown she wore.
She went downstairs and saw Mu Yuxiu on the phone. Standing behind him, she heard him explain a few work matters to his assistant on the phone, and seemed to have arranged a date.
Then she remembered that today was Sunday.
Mu Yuxiu deliberately put on casual clothes, which were a bit less gloomy than when he wore a formal suit, adding to his laziness and elegance.
The hair was not carefully taken care of, and the length just covered the eyebrows, casting a shadow on the high bridge of the nose, making the face appear half-light and half-dark.
Wen Wan stared blankly, Mu Yuxiu hung up the phone and turned around, squinting at her.
She immediately looked away, feeling her face getting hot, and said with some embarrassment: "Um... I've washed the suspender nightgown. Remember to pack it in the closet later."
"That bedroom is full of Yuan Qian's things. They should have been thrown away long ago." Mu Yuxiu said casually, reaching out to grab Wen Wan's wrist and walking forward.
However, Wen Wan's brain exploded with a "boom", and her whole body was frozen in place, unable to move a step.
Yuan Qian's pajamas?
Yuan Qian lived here?
Ah……!
Wen Wan wanted to sneer, but her eyes began to sour.
How could she forget?
Mu Yuxiu once dated Yuan Qian, and perhaps they lived together after she went to the United States.
She still remembered that Mu Yuxiu proposed that she move in with him. Although Mu Yuxiu said that he would not touch her, she felt that living together before marriage was not advisable, so she did not agree.
Is that why he chose Yuan Qian who was willing to live with him?
Wen Wan looked down at Mu Yuxiu's hand.
These hands have touched Yuan Qian's body before, right?
Perhaps he and Yuan Qian also slept on the bed they slept on last night, and Yuan Qian had Mu Yuxiu press him on the glass window where they slept and asked for it from behind.
So he brought her here just to make her aware of this, to humiliate her and take revenge on her?
ridiculous!
How could she care!
She doesn't care, not at all.
However, she was clearly thinking this, and tears slowly accumulated in her eyes, staring closely at Mu Yuxiu's handsome profile.
After a while, she suddenly shook off Mu Yuxiu's hand and said, "I don't want you to hold me, I can walk by myself." Then she turned around and walked to the front.
Mu Yuxiu's face suddenly darkened, and he locked his eyes on Wen Wan's cold and slender back, and when he pinched it with his fingers, he made a cracking sound of his joints.
He was not willing to give in to other people's tempers. She didn't want to talk to him, and he didn't bother to talk to her. He passed her a few steps and walked in front.
Wen Wan sat in the car, no longer interested in admiring the beautiful scenery along the way. She closed her eyes tightly and leaned against the car window, holding on to the seat with her fingers. The smell of sandalwood from the leather seat made her dizzy and made her feel sick to her stomach.
I feel like vomiting again.
"Stop at the intersection ahead." After returning to the city, Wen Wan did not let Mu Yuxiu take her directly back to Shen Du's villa, and stared out the car window expressionlessly.
Mu Yuxiu stopped the car with a dark face. When Wen Wan unbuckled his seat belt and turned around to get out of the car, he suddenly reached out and took Wen Wan's wrist.
Wen Wan frowned and turned back, saying coldly: "My service today is over. What are you doing, Mr. Mu?"
Mu Yuxiu frowned and locked Wen Wan's red eyes, his gaze was slightly stagnant, and his thin lips pressed into a tight line, "Wen Wan, let's live together!"
