Who Says I Don't Love You

"Aunt Xiang, why is Little White gone?"

"Young Master has prepared a room for it, it's in the backyard!"

I ran over to see Whitey lying there obediently. It was a wooden house that looked very impressive, like a small villa. There were also some entertainment facilities for small animals outside the house. It should have been custom-made for a big price.

"Why do you have to get him out of here?"

"Do you want to sleep with it for the rest of your life?"

"But what if it's cold outside?"

"That house is very warm. Does he not have fur?"

"Alright!"

"I spent a huge sum of money to make it a custom-made kennel! "You are so ungrateful, it seems that I have to send it away!"

"No!" Mu Yichen, thank you! "

"You've been made into one recently, have you lost your wishful thinking? Are you only two months away from graduation? "

"That's right!"

"Graduation design and thesis, have you written it yet?"

If he hadn't mentioned me, I would have forgotten about this matter. These were two big matters and I had been extremely busy for the past few days. I slapped my forehead and said, vexed, "This pig's head. How could I have forgotten all about such a big matter?"

"There are some materials in the guest room that will help you with your graduation design. Go take a look!" He spoke slowly and casually, but I was thrilled.

Why did Mu Yichen know that I was about to graduate, and why did he prepare all the things that I needed? Time is really tight, if I don't work hard, graduation will be difficult!

When Mu Yichen went on a business trip, the entire villa became the space for my creation. Other than working hours, I practically spent the entire time writing essays, from the kitchen to the living room, from the bedroom to the bathroom, filled with the information I needed. I really hated using books, hated not studying hard, and every day, I would usually learn how to work late at night.

Suddenly a long, clean hand reached out from the back of my neck and took away the paper I had just written. Turning his head in shock, it was actually Mu Yichen.

"Why did you come back?"

Mu Yichen ignored me, focusing entirely on my paper, while looking at it, he seemed to be pondering something, from time to time he would shake his head and nod his head, looking at it with fear and trepidation, as though he was a teacher inspecting his homework.

"It's already so late, why aren't you sleeping?"

"I don't have time to write in the day, but I won't be able to finish it by staying up late!" Did you just get off the plane? Do you want me to cook some noodles for you? "

"Alright, I'm going to take a shower and eat!"

The Aunt Xiang should be asleep by now. I tiptoed into the kitchen, cut some fresh vegetables, and ate some noodles.

When Mu Yichen came out, he was only wearing a nightgown, and his whole firm chest was exposed. He looked like he used to work out a lot, and his wet hair carried a little the fragrance of shampoo.

"Eat!" I'll go back first. " I didn't dare to look at him again. I was afraid that my heartbeat would break the silence of the night and Mu Yichen would hear me.

"Sit down!"

"Oh!"

He just came back, and I didn't want to make him angry, so I just sat down, but I didn't dare look at his body again, for fear that my little heart would jump out!

"I'll hire a professor to help you with your graduation design tomorrow!" These words seemed to be an inquiry, but it also seemed like an order.

"No, thanks!" I can do it myself. "

"There are only two weeks left. Can you do it yourself?" He looked at me contemptuously. I couldn't do it in two weeks, but I didn't know how to accept his kind intentions. I wanted to put an end to this and forget about it once he got busy tomorrow.

"Is the noodles delicious? "In the past, when my dad was sick and couldn't leave, I would always give him this kind of vegetable noodles. Every time he could eat it all, he would always praise the delicacy of my cooking in his mouth!" I said proudly.

"It's not bad!" Mu Yichen didn't even raise his head as he coldly said that sentence to me!

Humph! Not bad! What kind of answer was this? A child of a rich family was truly hard to please!

After dinner, he got up and pulled me into his room, which I hadn't stayed in for a long time and still felt a little unfamiliar.

"I still have a paper to write!"

"Don't talk!"

We naturally fell onto the bed, and his ice-cold fingers slid across my face.

"You're wearing so little today, did you know I'm coming back?"

"I didn't!"

"Didn't you not like wearing a nightgown before?"

"You bought so much, and I'll wear it!"

"You must be waiting for me!" Your body seems to be more honest than your mouth! "

Even though I didn't say it out loud, it was as though I couldn't wait to see him. Looking at his clean and smooth face, I couldn't help but feel my heart race. This man who slept by my side, not only was he a young noble, he was also a beautiful man, many levels higher than Zheng Yu.

When I woke up, the sunlight outside the window was already very glaring. Mu Yichen held onto his cheek and looked at my face with a strange expression.

When I walked out of the room, Mu Yichen was already sitting at the dining table, dressed in a grey tracksuit, looking young and spirited, eating small mouthfuls from a sandwich. After I sat down, I once again sighed at the rich person's rich breakfast, it could also be that Mu Yichen came back from the kitchen, specifically made by Aunt Xiang, combining the west and the middle, there were Chinese porridge, pickled vegetables, egg cakes, steamed buns, and Western milk, sandwiches, salad, etc., so much that I couldn't even look at it.

Seeing me eat so much, Mu Yichen revealed a slight smile on his face. Holding European Finance magazine in his hand, he thought, "A dragon gives birth to a phoenix; a mouse's child knows how to drill a hole!" While the rich were eating, they didn't forget to read the financial magazine. Ten billion wasn't something that could be acquired that easily.

After eating breakfast, Mu Yichen returned to his bedroom and changed into an exquisite suit. The water drill on his sleeves glittered, it was probably the clothing brand of the Mu Family Group in Europe.

"Ring!"

"Young Master, Miss Jin is looking for you!"

"Come in!"

So it was that famous star, Jin Yuner! Having lived here for so long, she had never seen a woman before. She was the first, it seemed that their relationship wasn't ordinary at all.

"Yuner! Wait a moment, I'll go find him! " Mu Yichen returned to his room.

She had a delicate face, slender willow-shaped eyebrows, big watery eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips with a bright red lipstick, and a touch of blush on her cheeks. She wore an apricot-colored double-breasted windbreaker, the most classic of CHANEL's, with an inconspicuous long skirt and a limited edition CHANEL's high heels, which made her look like a pair of slender, delicate legs, and the bag in her hand even more eye-catching, even though I didn't understand it, at least 50 thousand.

Standing beside her, I was like a clown. Not only was I a lot smaller, but my temperament was the same as a crow and a phoenix.

"Yuner, you have graduated from university many years ago, this is really hard to find." Mu Yichen then handed over a small booklet to Jin Yuner. I can't really tell what it is, it seems like they are university students.

"Yichen, is he a servant of the family?" She pointed at me and gave me a contemptuous look.

"Yes, I just invited him!"

"Then I'll be leaving first."

Before she left, she left a deep kiss on Mu Yichen's cheek, leaving a red scar.

Mu Yichen looked at me awkwardly, I quickly turned my head and pretended that I didn't see anything, but in truth, I was feeling a bit uneasy, and intentionally turned my head to look at them, but in my mind, they were still interacting with each other. I was obviously unhappy, he said that I was a servant, so what could I do, to him, I was just a servant.

"Yuner is my classmate in university, we aren't lovers." Mu Yichen's explanation is a little deliberate.

"You guys are very compatible! It seems like she likes you quite a bit too, not now. I still wouldn't let him go, wanting him to give me a definite answer.

Mu Yichen did not explain any further, but only said one sentence, "Change into a set of clothes and come out with me!"

We drove out of the villa in a Ferrari, the shears of the car door making us feel uneasy, as if it would fall on my head and drive fast through the city.

I don't know where he's taking me, but this man seems to have been confirmed here by me, and he can take me anywhere, because I don't have a home after all, it's the same everywhere, and there's Park Tree in the car: I've come from afar, and you're here, and I'm obsessed with human life, and I'm wild for her.

As the car passed the old part of town, I saw my childhood home. The house my father had been living in before he left was the best part of the city center in the past, old houses with simple buildings and shaded trees. I thought about the scene when I was young and playing downstairs after school, and how my father would prepare dinner and call out his name by the window, mixing with the lyrics of a simple tree. In an instant, my face was covered with tears, and my father would appear in front of me.

"Squeak!" The sound of the brakes broke my train of thought. I wiped my eyes quickly and looked out the window. It was the beach where he had brought me last time.

The moment the car stopped, we were surrounded.

"Wow, this car is too cool. It must be expensive!" I've never seen one! "

"Look at how handsome that man is!" Some of the girls started talking at once.

"Isn't that girl too ordinary!?" It's not even as beautiful as me! How can he have such a rich and handsome boyfriend? "

Passing the cake shop, he bought me a strawberry mousse.

"I heard girls are happy after eating dessert!"

"Are you so good to your servants?" I was still conflicted over why he said I was a servant in front of Jin Yuner.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll cripple you by talking to me like that?"

"In any case, after three years, we'll still be strangers!"

"You're leaving?"

"I didn't!"

"Squeak ~ ~"

A long brake sound rang out. "Get off!"

"What's the matter with you?"

"I told you to scram, but I'm not in a good mood. Can't you tell?"

I didn't ask any more. Even after I got out of his car, I was still angry. Why would I think about his feelings? Did he think about my feelings?

He stepped on the throttle, leaving behind a trail of green smoke. He disappeared from the road, leaving me standing there dumbfounded, allowing my tears to flow freely.