Zhou's mother's dissatisfaction with Wen Yuan intensified, so these people in the family also looked at Zhou's mother's face towards Wen Yuan.
Wen Yuan went to the door of Zhou Muqing's room and knocked, but got no response.
Then she knocked on the door cautiously, but still no one answered.
"Mu Qing?"
Wen Yuan asked, but no one responded, and she immediately thought of some bad situations, such as whether Zhou Muqing was sick or not.
Thinking of this, she pushed open the door of Zhou Muqing's room.
As soon as the door was pushed open, Wen Yuan could clearly hear the sound of running water in the bathroom. It turned out that Zhou Muqing couldn't hear himself talking while taking a bath.
Wen Yuan walked towards the bathroom with light steps, she was still a little curious about the scene.
In the past, he didn't take advantage of Zhou Muqing by taking the initiative, but today it is effortless.
Wen Yuan was standing at the bathroom door at the moment, she quietly opened the bathroom door, leaving a gap for her eyes.
Looking at Zhou Muqing who was taking a bath, Wen Yuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he was almost out of breath.
She had always thought that she didn't like Zhou Muqing that much, but from today's performance, she liked Zhou Muqing very much. Although she couldn't compare with the unforgettable past, she was really an indispensable person in the future.
...
Wen Yuan became more and more nervous as he watched, and accidentally kicked over the ornaments at his feet.
No matter how loud Zhou Muqing's bathing water was, it couldn't beat the sound of breaking things, especially when it was broken by the door, so he could hear it clearly.
He subconsciously looked towards the door, and Wen Yuan froze for a few seconds before quickly leaving the scene.
Then Zhou Muqing put on his bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom. Wen Yuan was sitting obediently on the sofa in the bedroom, as if nothing happened.
Zhou Muqing pointed to the broken ornaments at the bathroom door, "Is that you?"
"Um."
Wen Yuan nodded.
Zhou Muqing asked so directly, she had to admit it.
"It was I who came in to look for you, and accidentally kicked it into pieces when I passed the bathroom."
After a long time, Zhou Muqing responded.
"Um……"
While waiting for his response, Wen Yuan held his breath and dared not speak casually.
She wondered if Zhou Muqing had discovered that she was peeping, so wouldn't she be too rascal? She also felt that as Zhou Muqing's fiancée, she was qualified to watch, but peeking at other people's bath was not something she could say with confidence.
It wasn't until Zhou Muqing responded that Wen Yuan was relieved.
Zhou Muqing didn't expect Wen Yuan to peek at him taking a shower, he was just curious why Wen Yuan came to his room.
Zhou Muqing originally lived in the same suite with Wen Yuan, but since Wen Yuan went out to live there, Zhou Muqing has returned to his original room in Zhou's house, and Wen Yuan knows about this.
Zhou Muqing didn't ask any further questions, and then went into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, he dried his hair and came out, asking Wen Yuan why he came.
"I told you yesterday, I'm here to move things."
Zhou Muqing raised his eyebrows in doubt, "The things should be moved elsewhere, what are you doing here?"
"I……"
Wen Yuan faltered for a while, then said that he hoped Zhou Muqing could help.
"I'm almost done, but those things are a bit heavy and I can't find anyone to help me."
Zhou Muqing looked down at his bathrobe, which was not suitable for helping her move things, then Zhou Muqing called downstairs and asked the driver to help Wen Yuan move things.
With Zhou Muqing's order, the driver had to help Wen Yuan.