Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

Liu Shiyin followed closely behind Huo Muchen, her heart filled with confusion and curiosity.

The moment she stepped into the living room, the sight before her made her freeze in shock. The room was filled with clothes of all styles, as well as colorful toys and dolls.

Especially the girl doll that Huo Muchen gave her last time. He bought an identical one, and now it lies there quietly. Its familiar outline and colors make her feel as if she has traveled back to that warm moment.

However, this time, Liu Shiyin didn't feel the excitement and joy she had before when she saw these things. Her eyes revealed more helplessness and sadness.

She carefully reached out and gently stroked the doll, as if searching for a shadow of the past, or perhaps lamenting the helplessness of reality.

Huo Muchen noticed her unusual behavior and asked with concern:

"What's wrong? Don't you like these gifts?"

Liu Shiyin gently shook her head, her voice slightly choked with emotion:

"No, I like it very much. It's just..."

Huo Muchen silently walked to her side, gently took her hand, and before she could finish speaking, pulled her into his arms, offering her silent comfort.

"You can live here, or in a villa in the western suburbs. There are a few other houses you can look at; you can live wherever you like. If you don't like any of them, you can choose one yourself, and I'll give it to you."

Huo Muchen held Liu Shiyin in his arms and spoke in an extremely serious tone.

Liu Shiyin leaned against Huo Muchen's chest, her heart filled with conflicting emotions. She was grateful for everything Huo Muchen had done for her, and she also knew her own feelings for him.

But if she agreed to any of his demands, she would undoubtedly become a despised and scorned third party, a kept woman—a label that would be incredibly cruel to a girl who had never been in love.

"I don't want any of those. I'll go back to the Huo residence this afternoon, and Mr. Huo will pay my salary. I'll just do my job well."

Liu Shiyin spoke softly.

Huo Muchen stiffened slightly. He understood that he and Liu Shiyin harbored unspoken feelings for each other, but he had never confessed his love because he also had Qin Xiang by his side.

If he were to confess his feelings to Liu Shiyin, she would definitely perceive him as a fickle person who wanted to toy with her emotions.

He wasn't sure if he would always like Liu Shiyin, but he didn't want to hurt her; he didn't want her to be sad or heartbroken.

He wants to treat her well now, both emotionally and materially, but she always seems unable to accept it.

The relationship between the two seems to have reached an impasse that is difficult to resolve.

This feeling made Huo Muchen feel powerless, and this powerlessness surged into his heart like a tide. He felt as if he was bound by invisible shackles and could not break free.

He held the woman in his arms tightly, yet she seemed elusive and intangible, an emptiness and ethereal feeling that prevented him from truly grasping her.

He suddenly leaned down and gently kissed her lips, his lips lingering softly on hers. Everything around them fell silent, as if time had stood still...

Liu Shiyin was startled by the sudden kiss, her eyes widening in surprise, but she quickly succumbed to its tenderness. She felt Huo Muchen's deep affection and unwavering commitment, as well as the fluttering of her own heart and its response. She closed her eyes, letting his kiss linger on her lips, savoring this rare intimacy and warmth.