Mu Ke looked calm, and Sheng Jiayu quickly regained her composure, honestly confessing, "Uncle, I'm that Sheng Jiayu."
Mr. Mu's expression froze for a moment, and Ms. Wang brought some fruit from the kitchen, seeing them staring at each other, she laughed and said, "Why is no one speaking? What's got you all dazed?"
After speaking, she looked at Sheng Jiayu, "Jiayu, don't be restrained, just treat this place like your own home."
"Thank you, Aunt."
Sheng Jiayu was humble and polite, Mr. Mu looked at her for a few seconds and closed his mouth again.
At noon, everyone casually ate something, and Mr. Mu asked Mu Ke to take Sheng Jiayu out for a walk, with the pretext of touring S City.
Mu Ke took Sheng Jiayu to S City's most bustling Times Square, an international metropolis, still lively even though it was the third day of the New Year.
The two walked slowly along the street, their fingers interlocked.
Sheng Jiayu asked, "Didn't you tell your family about my identity? Why?"
