Chapter 112: Gong Heng, I Want Your Sister 2

"Hmm?"

"You don't need to worry about that, knowing too much isn't a good thing."

Mu Mian pursed her lips, not wanting to ask too much. He always had that attitude—if she needed to know, he'd tell her. If not, then she shouldn't know. And his theory was that she didn't need to know anything at all.

To him, he was the dark night, utterly invisible and inscrutable. Yet, he was so close to her.

So close, he could control everything about her.

Upon reaching the top floor, he settled her in a quiet study, where walls of bookshelves displayed an array of dazzling books. Behind one set of bookshelves was a door leading to the highest balcony, from which the floating clouds in the sky seemed within reach.

There were also a few rare flowers on the balcony.

As she sat in a rocking chair, he personally poured her a glass of water. "Stay here, if you get tired, go sleep in the room. Call me if you need anything."

She responded softly.