Rong Mo carried Mu Jingyan all the way out of the Eight Layered Heavens, and carried her to the passenger seat. Only then did he return to his own driver's seat.

"Mu Mu!"

Rong Mo's gaze was fixated on Mu Jingyan's face, calling out to him in a deeply loving and doting manner.

All the way out, this little girl kept stirring up flames on his body, provoking him to the point that his entire body was screaming.

A pair of pitch black eyes that was deep inside carried a scorching light as they stared fixedly at Mu Jingyan.

"Rong Mo!"

With a bit of drunkenness, Mu Jingyan's bright red face was covered in a delicate luster, and the bottom of her clean and clear eyes had a little mistiness.

Her entire body was soft, giving off a seductive aura. The combination of an angel and a fairy was enough to make any man go crazy.

This kind of Mu Jingyan, was someone who simply had no power to resist, and could only bow his head and submit!

"Mu Mu, who am I?"

Rong Mo squinted his dark eyes, his dark and hoarse voice filled with seduction and love.

"Rong Mo!"

Mu Jingyan and Ye Chuxia had drank a few cups, and had a little alcohol to begin with, so she felt even more dizzy and uncomfortable, as though she could answer anything Rong Mo asked.

"No, Mu Mu, who am I to you?"

Rong Mo clenched his hands tightly, the light in his eyes grew brighter as he stared at Mu Jingyan.

Seeing Mu Jingyan still sitting there dizzily, as if she was drunk and she felt a little uncomfortable, a hand pressed on his temple, massaging it time and time again. The space between her eyebrows was knitted even tighter, and she did not notice what Rong Mo looked like.

"Mu Mu, tell me, who am I to you?! If you don't tell me, I will …!" Rong Mo leaned over and whispered into Mu Jingyan's ear.

Mu Jingyan was originally a little dizzy, but her reaction was a little slow. She immediately shuddered in fear after hearing Rong Mo's words, and immediately became more clear-headed.

"Hubby, you're my husband!"

Hearing the voice that he wanted to hear, Rong Mo beamed with joy, his handsome face carrying a satisfied smile.

Mu Mu, you have to call me that from now on, you know?

Rong Mo coaxed with a low voice, the corners of his eyes were seemingly filled with tenderness and love.

Mu Jingyan looked at Rong Mo seriously, and could also see the cluster of intense and urgent flames in his eyes, which she was desperately suppressing.

Her deep eyes were dyed with blazing fire, under the light, it was extremely captivating. As their four eyes met, Mu Jingyan could clearly feel that her heart was violently beating.

It was a feeling that he had never experienced before. It was as if a strange electric current was flowing through his body, carrying with it a hint of fear.

"Hubby!" Her cold voice had a hint of softness to it, no longer the usual coldness of the day. At this moment, she was just like a soft and alluring beauty.

This "husband" completely crushed the strong suppressive force in Rong Mo's heart, as he bent down to kiss Mu Jingyan.

How could Mu Jingyan defend against Rong Mo's deep emotions? In a moment, it was as soft as water, and only the sounds of people in the car could be heard.

"No …" Not outside! "

"Good girl, no one can see you!"

When the car started moving, an hour had passed.

Rong Mo got up with a face full of satisfaction, gently putting his suit jacket over Mu Jingyan's body, and looked at her beautiful sleeping face, and felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart.

The depths of his doting eyes carried a faint light as he stared at his wife, as if he wanted to carve her into his life.

He had never dared to imagine that he could have love in this lifetime, or that he would encounter such a woman to fill his empty heart.

He only felt that everything he had encountered before was for the sake of meeting her. He was very glad that he firmly grasped her hand, allowing a new spring to flow into his lonely and lonely heart!

The capital at night carried a grandeur and clamor that did not exist during the day, causing the entire capital to reveal an expression of demonic governance.

When he returned home, it was already very late. After he gave Mu Jingyan a bath and carried him to bed, the phone in his pocket rang.

Looking at the caller ID, his deep black eyes were filled with a cold and stern look.

He walked out of the room and closed the door gently. Then, he picked up the phone and coldly asked: "What is it?"

Rong Mo spoke straightforwardly, but because he was too lazy to say another word to that person, his face became even colder.

"Tomorrow night, I will make a trip home and discuss the date of my engagement banquet with Young Miss He!" A middle-aged man's voice came over the phone with a commanding tone.

I won't go back tomorrow night. As for the engagement, I'm not interested.

Rong Mo's gloomy face became even colder, the killing intent in his eyes had a ruthless glint, the cold aura around his was oppressive.

"Bastard, what kind of attitude is this? You have to go home tomorrow. If you don't go back, I'll break your legs!" The voice on the other end of the line was thick with anger and hatred.

Rong Mo laughed lightly, a deep and dark look filled with sneer and disdain: "That's my attitude, I won't go back to that family, if you want to get engaged, go find someone else, that's all!"

After hanging up the phone, Rong Mo's mood became even worse, the dark and gloomy eyes filled with dense coldness and desolation.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up. He took a long drag on it and let out some smoke from his eye sockets. The smoke rose slowly, obscuring the lonely eyes as he looked out the window into the bright night.

After a long while, Rong Mo finally extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and rushed into the washroom to take a shower.

Returning to the bed, he hugged Mu Jingyan tightly, as if he had used up all of his strength just to feel the emptiness in his heart.