"How can that be? A leisurely time can relax your body and mind. I like it more than anything else." Mu Ziyu enjoyed the evening very much. Such nights were rare and hard to come by considering his busy schedule.
Shuishui quietly gulped down the watermelon juice.
When she had consumed it, Shuishui burped a little.
Shuishui scrunched her nose in embarrassment and looked at Mu Ziyu. She thought that Mu Ziyu had very elegant features. No one could find any flaws in him. Of course, Shuishui had not thought that he was a perfect person because no one was perfect. She knew that such a man must be very meticulous.
As she thought about it, her gaze was still fixed on Mu Ziyu. Mu Ziyu looked at Shuishui with amusement. "Why? Do I have something on my face?"
"Uh, no. The weather tonight is pretty good. It's pretty cool." Shuishui laughed dryly. She was a little embarrassed. She was too direct and just looked at him foolishly. She was still thinking about what other people could think when she suddenly felt a little guilty. She lowered her head slightly and her cheeks turned slightly red.
In order to hide her guilt, Shuishui said, "It's about time. It's not good for you to go home late."
"Okay. I'll send you home." Mu Ziyu waved his hand and called the waitress over. "Please hand us the bill. Thank you."
"Uh . . . It's a total of 88 yuan." The waitress looked at Mu Ziyu giddily. She fantasized how great it would be if she had such a boyfriend. He was gentle, handsome, had a good figure, and his appearance was the type that she liked. He was very handsome. His voice was also very pleasant to hear.
After he paid the bill, Mu Ziyu stood up and grabbed Shuishui's hand as he pulled her out of her chair.
Shuishui had yet to react. Mu Ziyu only let her hand go when they were out of the shop. He was more concerned about Shuishui's inner thoughts. He was afraid that if Shuishui did not like it, she would completely dislike him.
"Wherever you go, you are an eye-catching existence. Just now, the waitress looked at you with wide eyes." Shuishui teased Mu Ziyu.
Mu Ziyu patted Shuishui's head. "Appearances are superficial and cannot represent everything."
Shuishui laughed. "I know, but being good-looking is also an advantage." After Mu Ziyu grabbed her hands, she did not hate Mu Ziyu so much. They had already gotten to know each other, and she no longer felt so conflicted about his intentions. Besides, Mu Ziyu was her good friend's brother.
Mu Ziyu sent Shuishui to her apartment. Shuishui said that would be fine, but Ziyu insisted on accompanying Shuishui to the door. When she got into her apartment, she bid Mu Ziyu goodbye and told him to hurry home.
Shuishui casually took a shower, changed into her pajamas, practiced her calligraphy, and went to rest. Of course, before she went to sleep, she read a little.
Mu Ziyu drove to a bar newly opened by his friend, who had sent him several messages. Because he was with Shuishui, he ignored the notifications. In fact, because he was with Shuishui, he did not want to check his phone.
It was not too late, so he drove straight to the new bar.
Shuishui had actually met that person before. It was Yang Yu. He had invested in opening a bar, and the area was quite close to the city center. There was only one floor, and the space was quite big and measured about 300 square meters.
Yang Yu built a big private room for himself to use. He also specialized in entertaining his own people. He found the general area outside too crowded, and it was more suitable for friends to gather together in a more private area. Yang Yu saw that they had new guests—pretty girls from other universities. Some of them were very attractive. If he could catch their attention, he could play with them.
To a rich man, dating was never a prerequisite for marriage.
He invited Mu Ziyu to come because with Ziyu there, he knew he would definitely have a chance.