Bei Shuo only knocked on Mu Ci's study door when she saw Gu Ming rushing downstairs with her briefcase.
Mu Ci stood up from the wheelchair and spread his arms, waiting for Bei Shuo to throw herself at him.
Bei Shuo grinned and hugged him. "Why is Brother still in a wheelchair? Didn't Gu Ming know that your leg is fine?"
Mu Ci hugged her and smiled. "Gu Ming reminded me that it's better to restrain myself first so that there won't be too many people knowing about it. If word gets out, it will cause unnecessary trouble."
Bei Shuo played with the buttons on Mu Ci's chest and nodded. "He's quite smart."
Mu Ci smiled and kissed her palm. "Of course. How can I use someone who isn't smart?"
He pulled Bei Shuo to the sofa and sat down.
Bei Shuo leaned against him and rolled her eyes. "Then I'm also a shrewd person, right?"
Mu Ci tapped the tip of her nose and smiled without saying anything.
