Sheng Jiayu stared at Mu Ke's profile for a few seconds and concluded, "Mu Ke, are you angry?"
The man still didn't answer, only the speed of the car noticeably increased.
The atmosphere in the car was very low; Mu Ke already gave off an aloof and unapproachable vibe, and now it felt even more pronounced.
The car stopped steadily in front of Sheng Jiayu's apartment building. As her personal psychologist, Mu Ke had not come here for the first time. He took a packed meal, walking in familiarly.
Sheng Jiayu gritted her teeth and followed.
At the apartment door, Mu Ke didn't wait for her to act before swiping his fingerprint to open the door.
"Why do you have the fingerprint unlock for my house?"
This time Sheng Jiayu was unsettled. Although Mu Ke wasn't coming here for the first time, she never knew he could unlock her door with his fingerprint.
Mu Ke changed his shoes at the entrance: "Aunt helped."
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