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Inside the supermarket, Jane Wenmo followed closely behind Mu An. His eyes were always on her, and he stopped wherever she was.

When Mu An was looking at something, he just stared at Mu An.

If others had seen his silly look, they would have never believed that this was the cold and distant young master Jane that they normally saw.

"Do you want this?"

"What?"

Jane Wenmo looked at the item in her hand.

Dumplings?

Freezing fast?

"I want to eat what you made."

"…" Mu An rolled his eyes.

"It's already very late and the food's not too fresh."

"There's always something to eat."

Jane Wenmo was unwilling to accept this. Mu An shrugged his shoulders helplessly as he took out a bag of frozen dumplings and placed it in the shopping cart.

Young master Jane was unhappy.

"No need for this."

He didn't want to eat this.

He wanted to eat what she had made.

"Take it back and prepare."

"No need, they will prepare food tomorrow."

Jane Wenmo stubbornly put the dumplings back, to prevent her to be lazy when she returned home to cook for him to eat dumplings.

"…" Mu An rolled his eyes, too lazy to stop the actions of a child.

He looked directly at the sign that had brought him to the vegetable area.

When Mu An saw the vegetables that were almost sold, he found it difficult to find anything especially fresh. He turned his head and looked at Jane Wen Mo. "Do you want some?"

"Yes."

"Alright …"

Since he wanted to eat, she would buy it.

He picked out a few tomatoes, bought a dozen eggs, and finally bought what looked good, but didn't seem to be particularly popular onions. Then he went to the freezer side and picked up a box of fat sheep and went to pick up some noodles.

But when he was getting the noodles, the problem arose again.

"I want to eat what you made."

Young Master Jane was like a stubborn child.

Mu An looked at him in surprise. "Didn't I already buy it?" "At the very least, I should at least eat some noodles …"

We can't just eat dry food, right?

"I want to eat dumplings, you wrapped them."

"…" Mu An rolled his eyes.

Dumplings in the middle of the night, do you want to die?

"Do you know how dumplings are packed?"

"Got it."

Jane Wenmo agreed straightforwardly. He knew the process quite well.

"Do you know how much time it will take?"

"…" He shook his head.

Mu An took away the big hand that was blocking his hand and stubbornly took the noodles. He then returned to the freezer and took a bag of dumplings.

Seeing how Jane Wenmo was displeased, Mu An said snappily, "You are not allowed to speak. Choose for yourself whether you want to eat or not."

"..." "Eat …"

Endure it.

As long as she cooked it, he ate it too.

God knows he rarely eats this fast-freezing stuff.

So when they left the supermarket, the eldest young master was in an even worse mood.

But the gentleman still carried the shopping bag.

As for Mu An, he was only responsible for beauties as beautiful as flowers.

Of course, if the scar on his face could be ignored.

However, when she paid the bill, the girl at the front desk just looked at her without showing any expression.

At the exit, Leng Yi saw two people coming out and quickly went up to them.

"You're out?"

Leng Yi asked.

Jane Wenmo silently walked around him.

Leng Yi was dumbfounded.

What was going on?

Ye Zichen blinked at Mu An.

Mu An pursed his lips and snickered. Seeing that Jane Wenmo didn't turn around, he whispered in Leng Yi's ear, "He asked me to make dumplings in the middle of the night. So I bought some frozen ones, so …" "I'm not happy."

But why was he so cute when he was unhappy?

He clearly didn't like it, but he was still trying to endure it.

He was about to die from anger, yet he was still holding back and not throwing a tantrum. For some inexplicable reason, this was fun.

Like a child without sugar.

"Pfft."

Leng Yi chuckled and gave Mu An a thumbs up.

"Formidable."

"How did he become so powerful?" She only played according to common sense.

"Young Master Jane has never eaten anything frozen …"

"..." I'll have something to eat in the future. "

Mu An pursed his lips and snickered, but his heart felt inexplicably warm.

This person was really …

He clearly didn't like her, but he still had to indulge her.

Did this mean that he was changing his habits for her?

"Jane Mu An, are you leaving or not?"

Jane Wenmo walked over to the car. Seeing that Mu An didn't come over, he grumpily asked.

Mu An chuckled. "Let's go. We'll be there shortly."

He jogged over, and the unhappiness from before suddenly disappeared at this moment.

Right now, her eyes were only focused on him.

Although he was gritting his teeth, he still had to accommodate himself when he saw his prideful and pampered appearance.

"Coming, coming."

She quickly squeezed into the car and just as she closed the door, Jane Wenmo carried her over.

Looking at her curved eyes, he pulled at the corner of her mouth in annoyance, "You're not allowed to laugh."

"Didn't you say to smile more?"

"I didn't tell you to laugh at me."

"How do you know I'm laughing at you?"

Mu An was displeased, saying, "Don't lie to me."

"Even a fool would be able to tell."

"Are you a fool?"

"…"

Jane Wenmo fell silent.

'This girl … ' It seemed cute when she wasn't talking.

It was ten o'clock in the evening when the car drove through the noisy city and arrived at Crooked Mountain's villa.

When Leng Yi saw Jian Wenmo and Mu An get off the carriage, he had intended to head back. Mu An smiled and said, "Stay and eat then."

"No need."

Leng Yi looked carefully at Jane Wenmo. He didn't want to be a light bulb without eyes. If he stayed, other than being fed dog food, he might even be taught a lesson by Young Master Jane when he wasn't in front of Mu An tomorrow.

So, forget it.

He could eat midnight snacks anywhere.

"Anything else?"

What else could happen at this late hour?

Mu An looked at him in puzzlement. Leng Yi immediately nodded. "Yes, I still have some matters to attend to. I'll be leaving first."

As he spoke, he hurriedly lifted up the window of the bed and urged the driver to leave.

Mu An waved his hands in a silly manner to bid farewell. He looked at Jane Wenmo in disapproval after the car had left. "Are you trying to squeeze out the employees too much?"

"He didn't say it was business. He might have gone home to his wife."

Jane Wenmo pulled her little hand and walked inside as he reminded her, "You, don't get too close to Leng Yi. If his wife sees this, it'll be troublesome."

"Oh."

Mu An replied dumbly.

However, a single dog, who had just left, couldn't help but sneeze as he sat in the car.

"Achoo!"

Suddenly, a loud sneeze scared the driver so much that his hand that was holding the steering wheel started to shake.

"Is Colleen not feeling well?"

"No, I suddenly feel a little cold."

Leng Yi subconsciously wrapped his suit tighter and the driver couldn't help but be curious.

It wasn't cold yet.

It was already ten o'clock at night, but the suit was enough.

At Crooked Mountain's villa, Mu An had just entered when he headed straight for the kitchen.

The servant hurriedly said: "Madam, if you need anything, we can come over."

"No need, you guys go rest."

Mu An smiled kindly and began to clean up the area.

It was unknown when Eldest Young Master Jane took off her coat and came in.

"What are you doing here?"