Mu Jiangli saw her expression freeze, so he withdrew his hand and said, "I apologize, I was rude."
His fingers gathered within the wide sleeves, trembling slightly.
Liu Shimei replied, "It's nothing."
But her heart remained uncertain.
Mu Jiangli always gave her a sense of detachment.
This person was indifferent, making it difficult for ordinary people to truly connect with him.
Yet, he often gave her a certain feeling—was it genuine concern and care from the depths of his heart?
Since he had given her a gift, she felt compelled to invite him for tea, so she said, "Brother Mu, why don't we go to a teahouse?"
Mu Jiangli hesitated, "I have something to tell you, and it's not suitable to discuss in a crowded teahouse."
Changing her mind, Liu Shimei suggested, "How about this? I have a small courtyard nearby that I rarely visit. If Brother Mu doesn't mind, we can go there for some tea?"
