Although Shi Mu had agreed to stay, Si Chen turned around and hated himself for actually succumbing to Shi Mu's lewd power, having signed a shameful and humiliating contract of servitude.
It wasn't actually that serious, but as a stubborn and prideful person, this was just the state he was in, always preferring to use a tough tone, obstinate actions, or indifferent contempt to not disguise his true feelings.
Therefore, he deliberately didn't come home by nine o'clock. Normally, it wasn't a big deal, but he intentionally lingered outside until ten before heading back, and he didn't make a phone call either.
Moreover, he turned off his phone, not allowing Shi Mu to get in touch with him.
It was eleven at night when he returned home reeking of alcohol.
Seeing Shi Mu sitting on the living room sofa with a cold face, his devilishly handsome face bloomed with a smile more exuberant than flowers.
What he did today was meant to achieve this very reaction.
