Mu Zi slept for about an hour.
When she woke up, she was lying on the sofa, covered with Murong Cheng's coat, with his crisp scent on her body.
The overhead light in the room had been turned off, Murong Cheng was afraid of affecting her rest and only turned on a table lamp.
Mu Zi sat up, the clothes covering her body then slipped off and fell on the black velvet carpet by the sofa, she stared at the coat in a daze, slowly recalling the argument with Murong Cheng before she fell asleep.
"What do you want to eat?" On the other side of the desk, Murong Cheng looked up and over, "After dinner, I'll send you home."
Mu Zi was silent for a while and said, "Beef noodles."
Murong Cheng picks up his cell phone and calls, "Send a bowl of beef noodles over, don't make it spicy, add a serving of cold shredded tofu, and if you have quail eggs in marinade, send a small dish over as well."
He was as meticulous as a hair, and knew her preferences like the back of his hand.
Mu Zi should have been touched, but at the moment she only felt heartbroken and couldn't help but choke out, "Having Walker's star chef make beef noodles and shredded tofu? Isn't that too condescending?"
Murong Cheng's phone hadn't hung up yet, his eyes were as deep and dark as the sea of stars, quietly gazing at Mu Zi, he continued to instruct the person on the other end of the phone, "There's a beef noodle restaurant over on Hand Guang Street, the one next to the police station, go and buy it and send it over."
The tip of Mu Zi's nose was sour, suddenly lowered her head, she again somewhat wanted to cry.
After looking down, she saw the bracelet on her wrist, inlaid with red and blue gemstones, very gorgeous and magnificent.
The dazzling light reflected by the gemstones made Mu Zi have a momentary trance.
"This is a gift I brought back from abroad." Murong Cheng said, after a slight pause, he added, "There is no chip inside."
Mu Zi bit her lip, "I don't want it, the school doesn't allow students to wear these messy jewelry."
"Then put it away and wear it after vacation." Murong Cheng said.
Mu Zi does not say anything, skimming her eyes to see her school bag on the coffee table, take it over and open it, those things that Murong Cheng gave her are all inside.
"..." She looked at it silently for a while, and put the gemstone bracelet that Murong Cheng gave her into her school bag as well.
Not long after, the beef noodles were brought over and placed in front of Mu Zi, the temperature was still slightly hot.
Mu Zi quietly ate the beef noodles.
She thought a lot.
What she thought about the most, is whether she should accept Murong Cheng or not? Should she accept this relationship?
The answer was still no.
Murong Cheng was her nominal brother, and, he had a fiancée. Mu Zi really couldn't find a single reason why she should accept him.
Even if he and his fiancée were inseparable, the marriage contract was not child's play, and as long as this contract was not dissolved, the embarrassment and shame in her heart would always be there!
Murong Cheng said that he would break off the engagement when the dust settles, but when does the dust settle? How long will it take for him to secure the position of Huo family head?
How long will it take for him to secure the position of Huo family head?
Aside from the Huo family's old man, none of the Huo family's previous family heads had lived to the end of their lives!
They all died.
If Murong Cheng can't secure that position for the rest of his life, will she have to be his unseen mistress for the rest of her life?
... Putting it this way, it seems, every family head of the Huo family has had quite a few women.
The most famous one, the family head, had more than twenty aunts.
The previous family head, Elder Master Huo, is now over ninety years old, and he also has eight wives.
The four great families had been passed down for a long time, all of them were centuries-old families, and this thing called a marriage license only existed after the promulgation of the Marriage Law, which was only fifty or sixty years old, so it was not worth mentioning in the eyes of a centuries-old family.
More than getting a legally recognized marriage relationship, they care more about getting the recognition of the family itself, so even without a marriage certificate, Master Huo's women, in terms of status, are no different from the main house wives.
So, will she ... also become one of the many women of the head of the family in the future?