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

Heart A: Oh, the boss is so scary! In the original book, he is a master of both black and white. I can't beat him at all!

Heart B: Wow, his face is so handsome, and it’s even more flawless when you look at it up close... I’m also pretty enough to make fish sink to the bottom of the water, geese drop to the ground, and the moon hide in shame. Why don’t I try to seduce him?

Listening to heart A and heart B quarreling in his ears, Liu Mu felt his heart beating faster and faster, making a "thumping" sound.

It seemed like it would jump out of my chest in the next second.

Seeing the distance between the two getting closer and closer...

However, when there was only a finger's width of distance left and Meng Shiting was about to touch Liu Mu's chest, the man suddenly stopped.

The air between the two of them seemed to stop flowing.

The only thing that could be felt was that the breaths of the two were gradually blending together...

The man's cold gaze fixed on Liu Mu.

And while she was at a loss, he suddenly reached out his hand to her.

When he saw that the hand was about to touch him, Liu Mu's cheeks suddenly turned red.

Then he closed his eyes...

Meng Shiting's warm fingertips brushed across Liu Mu's red cheek, passed through her hair, and then quickly withdrew his hand.

Feeling the dragonfly-like touch on the water, Liu Mu slowly opened his eyes.

Just in time to meet the man's icy face, "There are confetti in your hair."

After saying this, he turned and left the kitchen, pretending to throw the paper scraps behind him.

Feeling that he was being teased, Liu Mu gritted his teeth slightly, trying to suppress the anger that had just risen, "I'm going to make breakfast, do you want to eat, boss?"

Meng Shiting frowned: Did she just call him boss? Sure enough, I heard it right last night.

But he didn't even turn his head and said, "Whatever you want."

When Liu Mu saw him leave, he picked up the tomatoes on the ground again and was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, two bowls of clear soup noodles were served on the table.

Meng Shiting looked at the noodles in front of him and raised his brows slightly.

His bowl had an extra tomato compared to Liu Mu's own.

It seems that perhaps, his "toy" still cares about himself a little?

The man stroked the fingertips that had just touched Liu Mu's cheek, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, disappearing in an instant.

Liu Mu saw that Meng Shiting was staring at the tomatoes and was reluctant to move his chopsticks.

Thinking he had figured out something fishy, ​​I couldn't help but say, "This noodle has to be eaten while it's hot. It won't taste fresh if it gets cold."

Only then did Meng Shiting retract his gaze and pick up his chopsticks.

Seeing that he had finished the tomatoes, Liu Mu swallowed awkwardly: I think it's okay, right?

After cleaning up the dishes, Liu Mu prepared to check his phone for a while.

As a result, when she turned on the phone, she saw a series of life-threatening calls from the Liu family and various messages insulting her.

It’s easy to imagine how shocked and angry they were when they saw themselves “disappear” from home out of thin air.

There is no way to control her by confinement, and the whole family must be furious now.

The father gritted his teeth, the stepmother stamped her feet, and the stepsister wiped her tears.

It should be more exciting than a stage play.

Just thinking about it makes me feel happy.

Ding Shan, who came to report on his work, saw Liu Mu giggling on the sofa while holding his cell phone, and fell into deep thought.

He didn't know what went wrong that caused the eldest daughter of the Liu family to appear in the young master's private residence.

This was somewhat beyond his understanding.

You are still laughing so loudly, aren't you afraid of being silenced?

Ding Shan was worried for her and glanced at his young master cautiously.

Seeing him looking in Liu Mu's direction with a cold expression, my heart suddenly rose to my throat.

Oh no, the young master is going to be angry!

Ding Shan pretended to have a sore throat and cleared his throat slightly.

Liu Mu looked up when he heard the sound and saw that both of them were staring at him.

The assistant even winked at her before she realized what was going on.

Then he raised his hand and pointed at his cochlea, "It's okay, I'm wearing headphones, it won't affect me, you guys continue chatting~"

Ding Shan: !!!

It's over! It's over!

He saw that the young master had stood up and walked towards Liu Mu, then he picked him up with one hand as if he was carrying a cat.

Ding Shan's forehead was covered with sweat, and he suddenly raised his hands to cover his eyes.

A bloody scene appeared in his mind and he didn't dare to look at it.

But the next second, Liu Mu was thrown onto the seat next to him.

Ding Shan put his hand down and secretly observed the young master's expression.

Meng Shiting's eyes were dark, and it was hard to tell what emotion he had. He just said calmly, "The next trip is related to her."

Ding Shan glanced at the itinerary and understood instantly.

He quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and tried to maintain a calm tone, "There will be a family dinner at the Meng family's old house next month, and you need to attend with the young lady."

The implication is that the two must get married before the family dinner.

Meng Shiting said indifferently, "What do you want from the wedding?"

Realizing that he was asking her, Liu Mu was stunned for a moment and shook her head, "I don't need a wedding. That's something that only two people who truly love each other would have. For a partnership like ours, forget it. When the time comes, we can just get a marriage certificate."

Meng Shiting lowered his eyes: Do we really love each other...?

Ding Shan immediately took over the conversation, "The marriage certificate will be issued next week. It has been arranged in advance. Just submit the materials and you don't need to go to the scene. But now there is still one missing..."

Ding Shan paused and continued, "We still need a wedding photo of the two of you to be affixed to the marriage certificate."

"Shooting will start next week." Meng Shiting said to Liu Mu.

He narrowed his eyes, his expression slightly cold, "You need to stay here for the next few days, and you can't go anywhere."

Liu Mu thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

It's a good opportunity to take some time off and make plans for the future.

You can also avoid the Liu family's group of "stage actors".

However, Liu Mu remembered that there was nothing in the refrigerator. She hesitated for a moment, but still spoke: "Well, can I make a small request?"

After listening to Liu Mu's little "request", Meng Shiting just nodded slightly and said, "I'll deliver it to you if I have to run errands."

When he stood up and prepared to leave, he seemed to remember something and stopped, "You left the Liu family without taking anything?"

"Leaving in a hurry." Liu Mu said casually.

Are you kidding? What's the point of taking all that junk away with you?

She now wishes she could cut up that bank card as well.

Meng Shiting stared at the sweatshirt on Liu Mu for a long time before leaving with Ding Shan.

Two hours later, the "errand runner" arrived.

In addition to the things Liu Mu mentioned, the "errand runner" also delivered a bunch of home clothes.

Liu Mu looked at the bright red, green, purple and pink colors filling the living room, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

So who could that unjust "runner" be?

Lin Hanyu: o(╥﹏╥)o

Why should he, a straight man who has been single since birth, be asked to pick women's clothes?

You are so good, Meng Shiting, you are noble and great.

You pick up girls and ask me to run errands...

On the other side, Meng Shiting had diarrhea all day.

He suspected that there was something wrong with the noodle soup Liu Mu made for him in the morning.

But he has no evidence.

After getting what he wanted, Liu Mu locked himself in the study, fiddling with something for several days.