It was nearly seven-thirty when Mu Chengzhu finally came back.
As soon as he stepped through the door, Yun Sisi approached him. "Brother Mu, you're back."
Her eyes brimmed with affection, her gaze soft like flowing water.
Seeing Yun Sisi like this, Mu Chengzhu couldn't help but furrow his brows.
He could tell that everything about her was an act—a fragile mask constructed to win someone's favor.
But he said nothing. After quietly finishing his meal, Yun Sisi linked her arm with Mu Chengzhu's. "Brother Mu, let's take a walk outside now that we've finished eating."
"I have some matters to attend to."
Chen Min, standing nearby, interjected, "Chengzhu, going out for a stroll wouldn't hurt. You usually go for a walk after meals. You might as well take the dog out with you."
She truly couldn't fathom why Mu Chengzhu had chosen to keep a husky. The dog looked foreign, its eyes astonishingly blue.
