The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, but Fu Shinian kept holding Su Mu's hand, leaning back against the sofa with his eyes closed, seemingly very tired. Su Mu glanced at him quietly, realizing that her own feelings differed significantly from those before his business trip.
During the past half-month, Fu Shinian called every day, speaking sweet nothings that he had never said before. Su Mu, a very ordinary girl, couldn't possibly remain completely indifferent to those words, especially coming from a man like Fu Shinian, who, if he aimed to please, was likely difficult for anyone to resist.
The frustration she felt earlier seemed irrelevant now. At this moment, as she watched the calm Fu Shinian, Su Mu felt that she actually liked this atmosphere and could accept it, rather than maintain her previous attitude of rejection.
