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As time passed, evening arrived.

Outside the Su family villa.

Qin Luo looked at Su Muwan, who appeared to be in good spirits, and reminded her, "Miss Su, I've already washed and dried your clothes."

"Remember to put any dirty clothes you change into the basket afterward."

"In the morning, make sure to have something to eat. I've set the water boiler to automatic, and there are a few eggs in the pot. You can eat them as soon as you wake up tomorrow."

"Also, I've cleaned up the house, so if you eat snacks tonight, remember to throw the wrappers in the trash."

"Got it?"

Su Muwan blushed at hearing this, feeling as if Qin Luo was treating her like an incapable, useless slacker!

Thinking about it,

she glared at Qin Luo and exclaimed, "Qin Luo, why are you giving me so many instructions? Do you think that, as an adult, I can't take care of myself?"

Qin Luo couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head, "Alright, Miss Su, then... see you tomorrow."

"Hmph!"

Su Muwan gave a light snort.

As Qin Luo left, Su Muwan this time didn't feel too gloomy.

Instead...

a smile couldn’t help but spread across her face, and the joy in her eyes was evident.

Hehe!

I can’t wait for tomorrow!

At that moment,

Zhu Lan also walked over and whispered, "Miss Su, I’ll clock out too."

Su Muwan was slightly surprised, turning to look at Zhu Lan, who seemed a bit off.

Why did Zhu Lan also want to leave?

It was quite unusual; she usually wouldn't leave even when asked.

But nevermind.

Su Muwan nodded, "Sure, it’s the weekend tomorrow, so Zhu Lan, go and rest well for two days."

"Thank you, Miss Su!"

Zhu Lan was deeply touched.

Swish!

Zhu Lan left.

Su Muwan looked around, confirming that no one was around, and quickly returned to the house, closing the door tightly.

Just a while ago,

Yan Qiuyue, her best friend, had sent her a plan for confessing her feelings.

After just skimming through it, she felt... this plan was too feasible!

Hmmm!

Su Muwan’s eyes gleamed. Tomorrow!

I must conquer Qin Luo!

.....

......

As time passed,

the next day arrived.

Ding-ling-ling——!

The noisy alarm clock roused Su Muwan from her deep slumber.

She sleepily opened her eyes.

Rubbing her eyes, she slowly got out of bed.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

"Huh?!"

"Oh no!"

Su Muwan's face changed. She had been so engrossed in her research last night that she had stayed up too late!

No! I have to get up quickly!

What if Qin Luo gets impatient and leaves?

Su Muwan hurriedly got up, washed, dressed, and put on makeup.

When she came downstairs, she remembered Qin Luo mentioning to have breakfast.

But by now, the eggs must be cold...

Just as Su Muwan thought this,

Ding——!

A small, clear chime of a countdown finished sounded from the kitchen.

Su Muwan was startled and walked in.

She found that the eggs in the pot were just done cooking.

?

Su Muwan blinked, not thinking much of it, and grabbed a few.

Hmm, delicious.

At the dining table,

Su Muwan gathered her energy again, clenched her fists, and looked serious.

Ready to go, Su Muwan!!

But why hasn't Qin Luo arrived yet? Is he late too?

Just as she was thinking,

Ding-dong.

The doorbell rang.

Su Muwan: ....

She blinked a few times, still feeling a bit strange.

But she didn't think too much and walked to the door, opening it.

Qin Luo stood there. He first looked at the visibly dazed Su Muwan, then glanced around the house,

before smiling in satisfaction, "The timing is just right, Su Muwan."

Hearing this, Su Muwan understood. She came to her senses and glared at Qin Luo, "You knew I'd oversleep? So you timed it deliberately?"

"Otherwise?"

Qin Luo shrugged, reached out, and messed up Su Muwan's hair, grinning, "No one knows you better than me."

"So, are you ready?"

"Today, you’re going to have the ride of your life."

Su Muwan blushed, unsure if it was because of what Qin Luo said or because he was messing with her hair.

She reluctantly swatted away his hand, "Can you not say such strange things?"

"By the way..."

Su Muwan looked at Qin Luo’s outfit today.

Her eyes sparkled.

Different from his usual style, today, Qin Luo seemed to be dressed in casual wear!

He wore a simple white shirt, with the sleeves slightly rolled up, revealing his refined wrist.

A faint smile graced his face, making him appear both approachable and radiant.

This caused Su Muwan to linger her gaze on him for a few extra seconds.

Qin Luo, too, felt a pleasant stir in his heart as he looked at Su Muwan.

She was dressed in a lightweight, white, linen shirt and a high-waisted black skirt, with the hem soft and flowing.

Her hair was casually tied into a low ponytail, with a few strands naturally falling down, adding a touch of lazy charm.

Her makeup remained light and fresh, with subtle eye makeup and a glossy lipstick that made Qin Luo unable to look away.

Seeing this, Su Muwan pouted, stepped forward, and under Qin Luo's gaze, reached out and linked her arm with his, then looked at him and explained, "Don't misunderstand."

"Today, I’m not your Miss Su, and you’re not my attendant. It’s purely a friend’s outing."

"So, hurry up, you promised to take me out and have fun."

Qin Luo blinked, feeling tempted to ask, if it’s a friend’s outing, why are you linking arms with me?

However, he had to admit, it felt pretty nice...

Miss Su’s body felt cool and pleasant to the touch.

He cleared his throat.

"Then... let’s go."

Seeing Qin Luo’s awkwardness, a look of triumph flashed in Su Muwan’s eyes.

Hmmm!

Master Su Bailian speaks truly!

First! You have to take the initiative! Take the lead! Catch him off guard and observe his reaction!

If he appears disgusted, well, then it's a lost cause.

If he’s awkward and shy, well, then there’s a chance!

As the two left, arm in arm,

behind a trash bin,

two figures crouched in hiding.

They wore sunglasses and hats.

Excited whispers came from them, "Oh, the progress is fast!"

"Hehe, Su Muwan's execution is indeed strong."

"Oh... let’s take some casual outfit photos, casual outfit photos."

"Shut up, today is their big day, what are you snapping photos for?"

"You! Alicia, you brat! You’ve already cost me so much money, and now I can’t even make a little profit?"

That’s right.

These two were none other than Su Bailian and Alicia.

Alicia, seeing Su Bailian’s frustrated expression, chuckled lightly, "No."

"Wahhh...."

Besides,

behind them,

a few more figures were pressed together.

Huang Lingyu wore sunglasses, looking at the two hiding behind the trash bin, and muttered, "Who are those two? Sneaking around, stalking Brother Luo and Lady Muwan."

Behind them,

Huang Lingfeng and Jiang Zixuan exchanged glances, should we really be the ones to point fingers?

Chen Gong urged from the side, "Hurry up and follow, don’t lose them."

"Got it, got it!"

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