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Fu Sinian coldly pushed her arm away, walked into the room, and put the plastic bag he was carrying on the table.

Mu Nian recognized it at a glance, it was her takeaway - she saw the words 'fried rice noodles'.

"How could you bring my takeaway..." Mu Nian muttered.

"The people in the hotel called me and said that the takeaway was not allowed to be delivered upstairs, and I was asked to pick it up."

Fu Sinian sat down at the table, tapped the table with his long finger: "How long have you been back?"

Mu Nian pursed her lips: "Not long ago, just before ordering takeaway."

"Why come back?"

"You know why."

"Well, it's just because of the child, or because I don't want to involve the Li family."

Mu Nian didn't speak, and acquiesced.

Seeing her standing aside, Fu Sinian raised his thin lips lightly: "Why, isn't ordering takeaway for eating?"

Only then did Mu Nian pull out a chair and sit down, untied the plastic bag, took out the fried rice noodles, and took small bites of the noodles.

She didn't have a big appetite, and she was full after eating more than half of it.

She put down her chopsticks slowly and asked tentatively, "Are you still angry?"

"What do you think?" Fu Sinian pinched the tip of her chin with his long fingers, pulled her closer to him, and mocked, "Kneeling for Gu Yuheng's sake, it's really a good character."

"Didn't you let me kneel?"

"You want to kneel so much? Then kneel now."

Mu Nian was taken aback, his eyes widened, and he didn't dare to answer: "What?"

Fu Sinian sneered: "I want you to kneel now, why, do you think I hold you because you don't want to see you kneeling? I let Gu Yuheng go as you said, and you should kneel and beg me as I said."

His smile was arrogant and cold, as if he didn't treat her as a human being.

Mu Nian knew that arguing with him was fruitless.

It's just that the heart that has turned into ashes has become even colder now.

She pushed away the chair and knelt down in front of Fu Sinian.

Suddenly.

When her head hurt, it was actually Fu Sinian who pulled her hair and forced her to come in front of him.

Her body was unstable, and she had no choice but to stretch out her hands to support his knees, which were extremely swollen and sore due to the short-distance dragging.

She gritted her teeth, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Fu Sinian slowly stroked her red lips with his fingertips: "Are you dumb today?"

"I have nothing to say." Mu Nian didn't even want to talk about her grievances, she didn't even want to shed tears.

She knelt quietly in front of him, as cold as a stone sculpture.

"I see that you and Gu Yuheng have something to say."

"..." There will be nothing to say in the future.

"Ok?"

The more silent she was, the more intense the unexplained fire in Fu Sinian's heart.

Doesn't she usually argue?

Why didn't you say a word today?

Thinking that she looked like this because of Gu Yuheng, Fu Sinian finally couldn't bear to hold her arm, and hugged her whole body.

Mu Nian snorted, and was forced to sit on the table.

In the next second, someone bit her lips hard.

Before she got used to the pain, the smell of blood spread from her mouth, and his punishment-like behavior made her feel very uncomfortable.

Coupled with the insecurity that his feet were off the ground, Mu Nian became more and more dazed, and subconsciously hugged his arm.

"Master Fu..." she murmured, "Be gentle."

"Does it hurt?" He raised his eyes, his eyes were scarlet, "If it hurts a little more, you will have a memory, and you will stay away from Gu Yuheng when you know it."

"There is no future." She said suddenly.

"Huh?" Fu Sinian frowned.

"I told Brother Yuheng not to contact him again in the future."

Mu Nian suddenly looked like a marionette with a broken thread, with a blank expression, repeating without sadness or joy: "I told him... don't contact him anymore..."