"Yuhaan..." Mian muttered. "This guy will never listen; only God knows why he is so adamant about leaving marks."
Albeit, she was complaining, there wasn't any hint of displeasure or irritation in her face. Unbeknownst to her, she started changing little by little under Mu Yuhaan's influence.
Previously Mian would have goosebumps seeing hickeys, as they reminded her of a certain kind of skin infection. However, now it had been more than a minute since she started caressing the hickeys left by Mu Yuhaan; if there was some emotion in her eyes, it was her fondness for him.
Mian couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging. Simply put, it was the feeling of happiness, fulfillment, and unknown assurance which Mu Yuhaan brought to her.
She took her phone, clicked a picture, and sent it to Mu Yuhaan.
Mu Empire, inside the executive meeting room.
