Marrying a disabled man in exchange for a bride, the fake daughter had two children in three years

What she said sounded fine, but a woman who likes to talk about her husband all the time seems to be somewhat love-brained.

Su Yunxi didn't seem to be in love in any way, and Mu Shiyan knew how much water there was in his words.

"Really? She likes me so much and cares about me?" Mu Shiyan had a gentle face and a light tone, which made people feel close to him and let down their guard.

"Liking someone is a feeling. Don't you know whether she likes you or not?" Ye Wanrou responded cleverly and silently gave herself a thumbs up.

Su Yunxi pursed her lips, a smile floating in her clear eyes, and she felt relieved in her heart, thinking that her worry was unnecessary.

"Women are fickle," Mu Shiyan moved his eyes and looked at the woman opposite him with a smile.

Ye Wanrou defended Su Yunxi, "Xixi isn't the type to be fickle."

Mu Shiyan remained silent, looking at Su Yunxi meaningfully and tenderly.

I thought it would be a tense meeting, but the atmosphere was much more relaxed than I imagined.

Maybe it was because I received a big gift when we met.

After dinner, Mu Shiyan arranged for someone to send Ye Wanrou home, and Su Yunxi took Mu Shiyan's car.

"Xiao Rou is carefree, so don't mind if she says something unpleasant," said Su Yunxi.

"No, Miss Ye is straightforward and speaks from the heart," Mu Shiyan squeezed her hand.

Her hands are white, soft and very nice to pinch.

"You originally wanted to ask me out for dinner alone? Do you have something to tell me?" Su Yunxi looked at him quietly.

The light passing by the window shone in, blurring the outline of his face and casting a hazy and soft halo on it.

"Nothing, just a simple meal." Mu Shiyan glanced at her sideways, "I'm surprised you brought Ye Wanrou with you."

Introducing him to her closest friends was like acknowledging his identity.

"Xiao Rou happened to be with me. We had planned to have dinner together, so we went together," Su Yunxi pretended not to understand his deeper meaning.

But he asked her out for dinner, and this was the first time. Could it be considered a formal date?

She thought silently in her heart, if she had known that this was the first date, shouldn’t she have called Ye Wanrou?

"Just that?" Mu Shiyan stared at her with sharp eyes, as if he was not satisfied with her answer.

Su Yunxi said calmly, "Isn't it a bit too much for you to give her such expensive ruby ​​jewelry?"

"I gave a gift to your bestie, and you're jealous?" Mu Shiyan raised his eyebrows, pulled her wrist and brought her closer, his palms holding her jaw, their breaths intertwined.

"Not really," Su Yunxi said, afraid of being seen by Lei Ming who was driving, as he was in an ambiguous posture with him. She put her hand on his chest and whispered, "We're in the car, be careful."

"He has a keen eye and won't peek," Mu Shiyan's warm lips caressed her soft red lips, and a low laugh escaped from his lips.

Even if the other person really won't look, it's still embarrassing to be dozens of centimeters away and not be able to pretend that they don't exist.

Su Yunxi glared at him, "I didn't know you liked being watched!"

"If a kiss doesn't even count as a kiss, how can it be considered a live performance?" Mu Shiyan joked, "Your progress bar is moving pretty fast."

The man deliberately made fun of her in a mean way, which was really not like a graceful and elegant gentleman.

Su Yunxi ignored him, broke free from his arms, moved to the side, and turned to look at the street scene outside the window.

The leaves of the sycamore tree have fallen, leaving only the bare trunk, desolate and cold. The cool wind blows the fallen leaves into the air and lands somewhere unknown.

The warm atmosphere in the car was completely different from the cold outside. Su Yunxi could see the blurry reflection of Mu Shiyan through the car window glass.

She didn't know whether Mu Shiyan really liked her, but he took her to Mr. Cheng's birthday party and introduced her to others.

He prepared for a date with her again. Even though she brought Ye Wanrou with her, he didn't seem angry. He politely prepared gifts and talked to her again.

Everything was because of her, which made Su Yunxi feel that she was important in Mu Shiyan's heart.

No matter how much she accounts for, as long as she is there, it is enough to make people care and be happy.

……

Su Mingde and Mu Shi'an tasted the sweetness after making money from their collaboration on two projects.

But he was still obsessed with the Gulf project, and whenever he met with Mu Shi'an, he would give some hints that he wanted to participate.

Mu Shi'an's attitude towards this was very clear, "It's useless to look for me, you have to look for Mu Shiyan."

Su Mingde sighed when he heard this, "I've looked for him at least ten times, but it's no use. Mr. Mu doesn't think highly of our Su Group."

Mu Shi'an smiled, "Who does he like?"

Su Mingde had heard rumors in the industry, "I heard a while ago about President Mu and a certain Miss Cheng, and they were saying that they were about to get married!"

He was quite worried at the time. Mu Shiyan was about to get married with another woman. Could it be that Su Yunxi was going to be divorced?

It was not easy to marry Su Yunxi into the Mu family. Even if she didn't take advantage of Mu Shiyan, at least she got Mu Shian's project, which means she is related to the Mu family.

He is not willing to break up with the Mu family just like that!

Mu Shi'an smiled, "Although I never believe in rumors, there is no smoke without fire."

Su Mingde wanted to ask him for information. "That Miss Cheng seems to be called Cheng Shuangxue. What is her identity? Does the Second Young Master know?"

Mu Shi'an said nonchalantly, "I'm not sure, he seems to be a director."

There is not much information about Cheng Shuangxue, but Mu Shi'an gave a hint, and Su Mingde followed his hint and found some information.

He arranged for a private detective to track and investigate Cheng Shuangxue and make sure to take photos of her meeting Mu Shiyan.

That night, Mu Shiyan was meeting a client in a club, and Cheng Shuangxue was meeting the president of a media company. The other party wanted to invest in a new play and intended to invite Cheng Shuangxue to be the director.

The boss is in his fifties or sixties and has been in the industry for two or three decades. The company has promoted many artists and invested in hundreds of film and television works. It is considered a professional company in the industry.

Although Cheng Shuangxue felt that it was a bit strange that the other party asked her to meet, it was a good opportunity. She could get a good script, turn it into a finished product through her hands, and be liked by others. It was worth seeing.

The boss gave her one-third of the script with sincerity. Cheng Shuangxue was pleasantly surprised after reading it and wanted to accept it.

The other party was not in a hurry. He slowly changed the topic to talk about the current situation of the industry and its past glory, and asked Cheng Shuangxue to drink from time to time.

It was normal to be forced to drink at a dinner party. Cheng Shuangxue sent messages to Xu Jing while drinking. Later, he drank too much and gradually lost his mind.

The other party was dishonest, so Cheng Shuangxue beat him up, ran out of the box, and bumped into Mu Shiyan, who took the opportunity to save him.

Although Cheng Shuangxue was drunk, the little bit of clarity she had made her realize that the person who saved her was Mu Shiyan. She grabbed Mu Shiyan and refused to let go, looking stubborn and pitiful.

There were guest rooms upstairs in the club, so Mu Shiyan sent her directly to the guest room. Cheng Shuangxue was unusually noisy, "I've tried to talk to you several times, but you refused to pay attention to me."

She felt extremely aggrieved, like an abandoned child, with tears in her eyes, fluorescent and shining, looking pitiful.

Lei Ming stood two meters away, touched his nose, looked away, and pretended that he didn't exist.

"Shuangxue!" Mu Shiyan forcibly pried her fingers apart. "You are drunk. Rest here well. No one will disturb you."

"Why? Are you in love with Su Yunxi?" Cheng Shuangxue almost sat on the ground, tilting her slender white neck, and asked stubbornly.