Mu Yingchen pushed the door open and came in, but he didn't speak, his obsidian-like pupils filled with an indiscernible expression she couldn't understand.
"What's wrong with you?" Su Wanxia had the intuition that he must have something on his mind.
"Haha, nothing." There was a hint of stiffness in Mu Yingchen's voice.
"Then why were you gone for so long?" Su Wanxia inquired, looking at him closely.
"There was something at the company, I took a call." Mu Yingchen slowly walked to the bedside and sat down next to her, gently embracing her, then buried his head in the nape of her neck.
"Let me hold you for a while~~" His voice carried a trace of ethereality.
Su Wanxia raised an eyebrow, feeling that he seemed a bit off since he came back.
Mu Yingchen hugged the person in his arms tightly, almost obsessively inhaling her sweet, familiar scent.
It turned out--he had wronged her!
It was all because of him, because of his mother.
