In the evening, Ma Changying also returned home.
After dinner, Mu Lianmiao, who had worked overtime at the company, didn't get home until twelve o'clock at night.
He wouldn't come to the Ma Family home when Musheng wasn't there, usually staying in a hotel. Today, Musheng had called him, but he said he was busy and would return later, so Musheng went to bed first.
As she slept, she felt someone approaching. She opened her eyes slightly, still somewhat bleary from being woken up suddenly, and there was no light in the room. Musheng could only see a dark silhouette approaching her, but without much thought, she knew it was Mu Lianmiao.
As Mu Lianmiao drew near, Musheng reached out with both hands to hold him, and he leaned into bed with her. In the dead of night, Musheng felt his chin cold as ice, yet his embrace was blazing hot.
"You came back so late?"