Chapter 1569 - 1584: So Cozy, So Warm, So Loving

Chapter 1569: Chapter 1584: So Cozy, So Warm, So Loving

An Ran stood frozen as if spellbound. This shameless guy actually said such things to her in front of so many people.

Not caring about anything else, An Ran, her face flushed, pushed Mu Xingfeng away and rushed into the fitting room, with the man’s low laughter trailing behind her.

Being teased by Mu Xingfeng like this, An Ran couldn’t face playing dress-up with him anymore. She changed back into her own clothes, and as if preemptively aware, Mu Xingfeng was already waiting by the side. Seeing her holding a hat and a scarf, he reached out to take them, gently put them on her, and once ensuring everything was perfect, he held her little hand and left side by side.

However, as they left, the few staff members behind them couldn’t hold back their gossip any longer.

Attendant A: "Never in my life have I witnessed this—I’ve actually seen Young Master Mu smile and even spotted that doting look in his eyes. Someone tell me this isn’t a dream."

Attendant B: "Whoever said our Mu Family’s eldest young master was the cold-faced Yama clearly hasn’t seen him smile—so soft and tender, right?"

Attendant C: "Am I the only one who thinks the young master and young madam’s relationship is so sweet, so warm, so full of love?"

Attendant A: "Exactly, exactly; the young madam is obviously just a little girl, and her face turned red from the young master’s teasing."

Attendant B: "I bet this time our Mu Family staff bonuses will be even bigger."

...

The residual glow of the sunset painted the horizon stunningly beautiful, just like An Ran’s mood at this moment.

In the car, the CD played a tune familiar to An Ran. Unconsciously, she hummed along with the music.

Don’t ask me how deep my love for you is, how much I love you

My affection is true, my love is genuine

The moon represents my heart

...

Mu Xingfeng drove quietly; although An Ran’s voice was not loud, it allowed him to filter out the CD’s sound and capture her every note.

The sweet and tender voice sparked memories of the first time they sang together—it seemed to be this song as well.

Mu Xingfeng glanced sideways. In the sunset, the girl was enveloped in a golden halo, her little head raised slightly, swaying gently to the rhythm. Long lashes cast a butterfly shadow under her eyes—her gaze was unclear, yet he could feel the smile in her eyes.

This moment was so perfect, so perfect that he hesitated to disturb it. As the traffic light turned red ahead, Mu Xingfeng couldn’t resist taking out his phone to capture the scene.

"Click," at the sound, An Ran turned her head, her lips curving up at seeing his action.

With 20 seconds left on the red light, An Ran quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned over, adjusting Mu Xingfeng’s phone to selfie mode. While lining up their faces, she playfully puckered her lips as if to kiss him.

"Click," the beautiful moment was captured right there.

After taking the selfie, the green light came on, and An Ran swiftly returned to her seat and grabbed Mu Xingfeng’s phone to admire their work. Seeing that the photo Mu Xingfeng had taken was nice but didn’t show her face fully, An Ran took his phone to snap a few more of herself.

Mu Xingfeng occasionally glanced at his little wife striking various playful poses, knowing she was truly happy today.

Mu Xingfeng didn’t take An Ran back to the Mu house but headed to the Shen house first.

For An Ran’s wedding, everything at the Shen house had long since been adorned in jubilant decorations. Upon hearing the servant’s report, Old Mr. Shen and Uncle came out to greet them.

"Grandpa, Uncle——"

At the sight of the Shen family members, An Ran slipped her hand out of Mu Xingfeng’s and ran over, hugging Old Mr. Shen’s arm, playfully asking, "Grandpa, I’m back. Have you missed me these past days?"