Is it possible?
Mu Xing thought about it and also felt it was impossible.
Having been with Bai Lingyun for so long, she knew he wasn't the type to put up with things.
Except when she forgot everything and had nightmares, he would squeeze onto the same bed with her.
She bit her lower lip, her brow furrowing deeper.
Bai Lingyun regularly lived the life of a typical wealthy heir, with exceptionally high demands for quality of life.
High enough that she found him overly picky, considering she was someone who could eat a piece of bread while on a mission.
In his Miami villa, servants would come in and handle everything without her noticing, then leave just as quietly.
He disliked being disturbed in his life, so even she hadn't seen the servants much.
His assistant brought in batches of documents daily, sometimes including scripts, although he never read them.
She clearly remembered him saying that was an interest, yet when he said he wouldn't act, he truly didn't.
