Mu Chengxi stared at Wen Xin, initially not fully grasping her words. After a few seconds, he wrapped his long arms around her, pulling her tightly into his embrace.
His heart raced with a bit of chaos, as this was the most definitive answer he had ever received from Wen Xin. He had finally gotten what he had been waiting for.
Holding Wen Xin close, he inhaled her scent greedily, the sound of the rain outside complementing the moment. He felt like the happiest man alive.
Wen Xin, wrapped in Mu Chengxi's arms, could feel his erratic heartbeat. She chuckled softly within his embrace, realizing that even the most composed men weren't as collected as they appeared.
Mu Chengxi took Wen Xin to dine at the old madam's courtyard. During the meal, an uninvited guest stumbled in, reeking of alcohol.