A wealthy man offered a 10 billion yuan betrothal gift, and I married him!

As he pushed open the door of the villa, a passionate and moving piece of music instantly poured into Liu Mu's ears.

It was a lively scene before my eyes.

Groups of two or three gathered around a large sofa, holding wine glasses in their hands, drinking or chatting, and everyone's face was filled with joy.

In a corner of the living room, two young men of different skin colors were concentrating on manipulating the little figures on the table and engaging in a thrilling table football match.

As the football rolled on the small field, the crowd watching the game burst into cheers and shouts of annoyance from time to time.

There were also a few people shuttling between the kitchen and the living room, with trays in their hands filled with freshly baked goods, and the tempting aroma filled the air.

On the dining table in the middle of the room, various small delicacies have been spread out, and golden pizza and French fries are already placed on it, making you salivate.

The beverage area also has everything, including beer, red wine, whiskey, juice, happy water, etc., for people to use at will.

Liu Mu noticed that there was someone playing games in a half-open room near the gate.

The people watching nearby held their breath, their faces filled with tension and anticipation.

Liu Mu took a quick look and found that the game was the recently very popular "Black Monkey".

As the first domestically produced 3A masterpiece, Liu Mu felt a sense of pride when he saw that it was loved by players all over the world.

However, looking at the jubilation in the villa, Liu Mu was surprised:

How could this be just a simple gathering of childhood friends? They had invited everyone from the entire street!

However, the group of people who had just been having fun, when they saw the figure standing at the door, stopped what they were doing and looked over in unison.

"Tim?"

"Oh my god, it's true, Tim."

"Mila really didn't lie."

……

Some of them had happy expressions on their faces and were walking quickly towards them.

They surrounded Meng Shiting, looked him up and down, and chatted with each other casually.

Liu Mu guessed that it should be a conversation about the past.

Meng Shiting communicated in fluent Mandarin with his usual calmness.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Liu Mu, his tone clear and firm, "Das ist meine Frau."

(Translation cat online: This is my wife.)

Hearing this, everyone exclaimed.

Then there was another round of whispering.

Meng Shiting took Liu Mu's hand that was holding his arm and gently stroked the back of her hand, "I'm going to say hello to some old friends. You can go shopping by yourself first."

Meng Shiting habitually used an imperative tone.

After turning his head around, he felt that something was wrong and added another question, "Okay?"

The sound is also much softer.

Liu Mu noticed this subtle change, his mind moved slightly, and he nodded instinctively.

Meng Shiting held her hand again and said, "Call me if you need anything."

Then he left the living room with a few playmates.

Liu Mu looked around boredly and found that he had little interest in the entertainment here.

He walked to the dining table and grabbed a piece of pizza.

There is a lot of cheese on the pizza. If you pull it gently, you can pull out half a meter long threads.

Liu Mu was happy, this cheese was her favorite!

She stood there, took a bite, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

She took another disposable tray, placed the remaining pizza on it, and slowly walked to her seat in the corner.

Liu Mu had no idea that his every move was being seen by everyone.

After eating a whole pizza and wanting to get some other food, a shadow suddenly fell in front of her eyes.

I looked up and happened to meet Mila's smiling face.

Liu Mu saw through her in an instant.

On the surface, this woman had a bright smile, but the cold and sharp look in her eyes had already torn off her disguise.

She seemed to be trying hard to restrain something.

When they were in the cafe, Liu Mu could tell that she had special feelings for Meng Shiting.

After all, they are childhood sweethearts in the traditional sense.

After Meng Shiting was taken back, he forced Mila to stop thinking about him.

Now that people have reappeared, perhaps some hidden emotions will be rekindled.

If that was the case, she should go find Meng Shiting. Why was she running around in front of him?

Liu Mu originally wanted to complain, but his thoughts were interrupted by Mila.

"Tim said you weren't used to being alone, so he asked me to look after you."

She handed over a wine glass and motioned for Liu Mu to take it.

Liu Mu remained motionless, looking at the dark brown liquid in the cup, with a smile on his lips, "Oh, could this be the legendary 82 Lafite? I must taste it carefully."

Mila: “…”

She cleared her throat and said, "It's just a cup of Coke. How can we afford to drink 82 Lafite?"

Liu Mu looked at Mila calmly.

After a while, she stretched out her slender hand, pinched the goblet with her fingertips, and took the glass of Coke very calmly.

Mila's blue pupils flickered, then quickly suppressed.

However, Liu Mu did not drink the cup of Coke, but just put it on the table beside him.

Ever since he was drugged in the boxing gym last time, Liu Mu has become more cautious about anything he takes into his mouth.

Mila stared at the cup of Coke with a complicated expression, but she still insisted, "If you don't like Coke, I can get you something else."

"No, thank you, I'm not thirsty." Liu Mu looked away and said no more.

She really couldn't understand these women.

If you like someone, just go after her boldly. Why focus your attention on other women?

The same is true in real life.

There are a lot of female competitions, pulling each other's hair, and scheming against each other, all of which happen between women.

Is it because the food is not tasty, the phone is difficult to use, or the game is not fun?

Can you please give yourself less trouble? This is really weird.

She now only prayed that all those complicated emotional entanglements would stay away from her.

She rolled her eyes again internally.

Meng Shiting, with that handsome face, is really a guy who makes people worry.

Seeing that the woman no longer paid attention to her, Mila gritted her teeth and quietly stepped aside.

She tried to calm down and started chatting with others.

Seeing this, Liu Mu quickly took out his mobile phone and opened the online real-time translation software.

Those people knew that Liu Mu didn't understand their language and had no intention of avoiding them.

"I didn't expect that even Tim is already married, and we are still single!"

"Mila, didn't you like Tim before? Now that you know this news, are you feeling depressed? By the way, what were you talking about just now?"

Mila glared at Liu Mu imperceptibly and sneered, "That woman is too arrogant. She didn't even respond to the person who kindly offered her a drink. She doesn't even have basic etiquette. How can she be worthy of Tim?"

"Really? He looks good and has a nice temperament, but I didn't expect his inner self to be so lame."

"Ah, Mila, you are indeed outstanding. You have already obtained a doctorate in painting from the University of Country D, and even passed the prestigious painting competition. You really have a bright future in the art world!"

"Oh, that's right. It's such a pity for you two. It seems that the trophy woman was a marriage arranged by his family. But I think, why don't you try harder? Maybe there is still a chance."

Liu Mu: Haha, a bunch of idiots.

Anyone who persuades others to become a mistress will not have a good death.