Fu Shinian hung up the phone, turned it off, and put it back on the nightstand. Su Mu watched his series of movements with a cold gaze and lightly chuckled:
"Fu Shinian, aren't you being childish?"
Hearing her voice, Fu Shinian, who was walking toward the sofa, turned his head back and slightly smiled:
"This kind of trickery is indeed quite juvenile. Is that beneath you? Would you like me to get serious?"
"If you're not afraid of waking grandma up, you can try," she said.
Fu Shinian let out a soft laugh without saying anything more, turned off the lights, and lay down on the sofa. In the darkness, Su Mu could only see his vague silhouette, but with his posture, it was clear he wouldn't do anything to her today.
