Chapter 15
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She had suspected more than once that if it wasn't for the engagement set by her grandfather, if it wasn't for this marriage based on her grandfather's expectations, this man probably wouldn't even look at her, right? If he loved her, why would he not let her kiss him? He had not even said "I love you" to her even once.
But she loved him. She tolerated, gave in, and tolerated him in an extremely humble manner. He had a noble status and was proud and arrogant. He was the crown prince of the Mu Group. Even though she was deeply loved by Grandpa Mu, she was still out of his league.
Therefore, she comforted herself more than once that she was the fiancée of the Mu family. She was the future Young Mistress of the Mu family. Their engagement ceremony was in a few months, so she should not be calculative and should be satisfied. But she was greedy. Not only did she want his body, but she also wanted his heart!
Mu Wanrou smiled bitterly and said in a low voice, "Do you really … want to be with me?"
Mu Yazhe seemed to be a little absent-minded. That woman's helpless face flashed in front of his eyes. Mu Wanrou saw that he was in a daze and could not help but hold his collar tighter.
"Zhe, did you really love me? Answer me! "
Mu Yazhe pushed her away and returned to the table. His voice was neither cold nor warm. "Wanrou, don't be stubborn."
He looked down coldly. His indifferent and low voice sounded as if he was coaxing an unreasonable child.
But when was she being unreasonable?
Mu Wanrou was brought back to the Mu family by Grandpa Mu more than ten years ago. He brought her to him and set the engagement. In the capital, the Mu family was an influential and wealthy family. Mu Wanrou was the precious daughter of Grandpa Mu. She was pampered and reserved. She loved him, but he did not love her.
This engagement was not essential to him, who was born in a wealthy family. He was just following his grandfather's wishes.
According to his temperament, women were not essential. Marriage was just to maintain his grandfather's favor. It was a disguised form of contract. His engagement with Mu Wanrou was no exception. It was just a bargaining chip. Now, the side branches of the Mu family were ready to make a move. Many people were coveting his position. He was just using this engagement as a springboard to expand the territory of the Mu Empire.
Love? This word was too extravagant for him.
What was love? Was it those upper-class ladies who sought fame and fortune and fawned over him? Was it the willful and arrogant Mu Wanrou? Was it a young model who wanted to become famous?
In this era of material desires, where money and desire intertwined, who would still talk about feelings?
He had never loved anyone except for his mother. Family and love, they were all out of reach. He was cold, he was cold and he closed his world.
In the business world, he could do whatever he wanted with a wave of his hand. His style was cold and hard. In private, you could talk about benefits with him, but you could forget about entering his heart.
Love?
Ridiculous.
The phone on the table suddenly rang. Mu Wanrou picked it up for him. A voice message came from the secretary's desk. "President, Young Master is here."
There were footsteps outside the door. Then, the office door was pushed open and a small head popped in.
"Daddy!" The little boy saw that Mu Yazhe was not busy, so he walked in. When he realized that Mu Wanrou was also there, his face suddenly became unnatural. He called faintly, "Mommy!"
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